tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24898175261466418692024-02-20T23:05:31.165-08:00Mona Lisa's SecretJessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.comBlogger122125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-90763086985625960142011-12-30T15:39:00.000-08:002011-12-30T15:39:34.338-08:00“Love of beauty is Taste. The creation of beauty is Art.” - R.W.E.Stretched my ears to 8g. It's now officially a hole you can see through with the naked eye. I think when I stop at 2g, it will be big enough. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bodyartforms-gallery.bodyartforms.com/baf002_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="500" width="500" src="http://bodyartforms-gallery.bodyartforms.com/baf002_1.jpg" /></a></div> Then onto getting a second ear piercing and repeating steps 16g-6g. I also got my SEVENTH tattoo a few weeks ago. I realize my last post was on my 2nd tattoo...well I've been a busy bee with the service of ink. I now have (besides my ankh and the latin phrase on my foot) my best friend's initials with a cherry on my finger, a goth pinup on my lower side, a wolf on my shoulder, my godson's name behind my ear, and "as if" on my wrist. I will get my 8th one within the next few months. Finally dyed my hair bright red, now I just have to maintain my roots (annoying....considering how fast my hair grows). But soon!...my hair will be long and no longer red, because by that time I will want to have strawberry blond hair.Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-48126897316807889992011-05-10T02:17:00.000-07:002011-05-10T02:17:35.200-07:00New Foot TattooI recently got the side of foot tatted, which hurt worse than when I got the back of my neck tatted, but I'm sure it would have hurt 100X more if I got a tat on the TOP of my foot. It's still healing, it hurts to touch, it hurts even when water gets on it and it stings whenever i put the Aquaphor ointment on it. Sleeping is a bitch, half the time I should be asleep, I'm lying in bed trying to figure out how to position myself. But everyone loves it and I knew it was going to be a process before I got it, this being my second tattoo. I was surprised that my foot hurt a lot though, it mostly hurt as it got closer to my heel, which I also thought was backwards, but I'm no expert on feet so what do I know. It's a phrase in Latin, which is a correct version by the way =), I wrote both sentences (that mean the same thing) and ran it by somebody with a degree in Latin who said both of them were right, so I picked the one without the "est" so it would look more like a phrase than a regular sentence that just happens to be in a different language... if that makes any sense. It means "nature is art's teacher", and later I'm going to get painted sunflowers tattooed around my ankle, which I know will feel just lovely. And I know it didn't help the pain that I went in the tattoo shop nauseous and with a headache, I felt extremely sick during, my mom had to get me a 7 Up during, I told her I wanted to eat before but no she didn't want to listen and before I know it, I'm doing the application and I was the first to go (my mom also got a tattoo for mother's day). And you would think your foot going to sleep during the tattooing would in a way numb the pain, no it just made it hurt worse. It felt like somebody had a thick needle underneath your skin and slowly pushing it out, that's how best I can describe the pain, while a tattoo in a lot of other places, such as my neck, just feels like somebody is scratching your raw skin with a fork really hard. And I hear the foot needs to be retouched a lot, pssh I'm just bout to black marker this bitch. h0lla!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVeqbduNDPPIGqtp_E9GeET7VaZgsI8iY7PHsKvbNJmspyiSEnjptFlMiHu800Jtb9OZR1KtPoo8OeGxVh-Y1zupE5DThVZW4emS8CH06oKtuCby7ZeZFkWdzcgHdolnv8VFEp6uI711Q/s1600/SSPX1416edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVeqbduNDPPIGqtp_E9GeET7VaZgsI8iY7PHsKvbNJmspyiSEnjptFlMiHu800Jtb9OZR1KtPoo8OeGxVh-Y1zupE5DThVZW4emS8CH06oKtuCby7ZeZFkWdzcgHdolnv8VFEp6uI711Q/s320/SSPX1416edit.jpg" /></a></div>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-20020123561834652372011-03-22T21:05:00.000-07:002011-03-22T21:05:48.174-07:00So many...So little...You know that question, which celebrity would you most like to meet, dead or alive? I've always said Queen Elizabeth I. That hasn't changed, but what about who you would like to date? (etc...etc...) Because I have an answer to that question. <br />
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What's up with me and dead people?Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-60488211100086734102011-03-05T16:36:00.001-08:002011-03-05T16:36:40.233-08:00have you ever driven barefoot?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Plenty of times.</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/jessicasophia?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything...anything at all</a></p>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-82110697846082755572011-02-27T22:44:00.003-08:002011-02-27T22:44:43.469-08:00What message would you want to put in a fortune cookie?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Now you will die in one minute bahahaha...</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/jessicasophia?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything...anything at all</a></p>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-83319670431836004982011-02-27T22:44:00.001-08:002011-02-27T22:44:10.716-08:00What video game have you played the most?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Zelda for N64 and Gamecube</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/jessicasophia?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything...anything at all</a></p>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-45006617079709025692011-02-27T22:26:00.001-08:002011-02-27T22:26:57.574-08:00Who's the most overrated actor?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">That's a long list of people. I guess I would have to pick... Kristen Stewart. So what if she was in Twilight? I would say Robert Pattinson but I see Kristen's face everywhere now, more than him.</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/jessicasophia?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-13783511674459492112011-02-27T22:25:00.001-08:002011-02-27T22:25:46.064-08:00If you could eat dinner with any person, dead or alive, who would it be and where would you go?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Bea Arthur, either an Italian place or a vegan restaurant.</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/jessicasophia?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-78406070287118896872011-02-27T22:20:00.003-08:002011-02-27T22:20:37.000-08:00formspring.meAsk me anything <a href="http://formspring.me/jessicasophia" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/jessicasophia</a>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-49740404876206090862011-02-27T22:20:00.001-08:002011-02-27T22:20:25.637-08:00What celebrity would you most like to meet in person?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Quentin Tarantino</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/jessicasophia?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-79644391654360373602011-02-11T06:35:00.000-08:002011-02-11T06:35:06.271-08:00RedoIf a college English professor graded my life, I would either get a C or a B, for lack of smooth transitions. Ever since my dad left, I've rarely seen him. I'm really trying to get extra money to help my mom out. Decided to get a small internship because I want to go into the Film industry, when I was younger I wanted to be a director, but I never told anyone because I thought it was such a cliche. California girl wants to go into Film...next. School starts in a few days, I'm excited, but my sleep patterns really have to change. My best friend Liz is 7 hours away, but she will be back in Long Beach 2012 I think. My other best friend Amber is moving to Vegas with her son, my godson, Quentin. My only other best friend Daysha is moving to Wisconsin in 2012 or 2013, she's going to buy a house out there with her now fiance, then husband. She's getting married 2012, I asked her if I could be the wedding planner, she said yes. It's so weird how everything has changed, might as well considering I'm going to be moving to Los Angeles atleast by 2012 or 2013. I did my CUNT photoshoot, working on my NIGGER photoshoot. AND I decided to throw out redneck, I'm instead doing KIKE. I figured, sexuality, gender, ethnicity, and religion were appropriate. Then I'm going to do a piece on distorted weight image, with a skinny person thinking they're fat. Then I just need to think of three more pieces before I can submit them to a gallery. <br />
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Teacher Comments: RedoJessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-83456880190148437342010-12-05T02:50:00.001-08:002010-12-05T02:50:41.432-08:00hahahaha wtf<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z201KtvrsT8?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z201KtvrsT8?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-69476029795292243452010-12-05T02:46:00.001-08:002010-12-05T02:47:12.260-08:00have some more kids why dont'cha<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BQTBh18oK6E?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BQTBh18oK6E?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-76739510794269384262010-11-05T04:57:00.000-07:002010-11-05T04:57:16.793-07:00Sleep, Ghosts, But No Shadow PeopleI've had dreams where I 'wake up' in my dreams then I actually wake up, then am paranoid for like 5 minutes that I'm still dreaming, until I realize I'm not. I've had odd dreams, terrifying dreams, and sad dreams. I used to sleepwalk when I was little, and my parents would tease me the next day, making up insider jokes on my behalf lol then asking if I know what they're talking about, ofcourse I say no, so they laugh. They only told me twice what specifically I did. One time my dad walked in on me sleeping and talking very loudly in my sleep (the night when I crammed for my vocabulary test, which I got 100% on thank you). This other time I sleepwalked into the living room and took out the vaccum cleaner, my dad asked me what I was doing and I told him, "shut up stupid" my dad was about to beat my ass when my mom told him I was obviously sleepwalking. A lot of my dreams contain water and/or falling, a lot of the times I'm falling into a big lake or an ocean. Also snow is recurring every now and then. One time I had snow, falling, and water in the same dream. I've dreamed about gigantic spiders and spiderwebs more than I'd like and I've dreamed about dead bodies aplenty. A couple times I either heard or spoke a language I've never even heard before, and while I dream about friends and my parents, I make up faces way more, rarely I'll create the most gorgeous man... you can imagine my disappointment when I wake up. I've dreamed about demons only once, after I watched about 8 episodes of Supernatural lol. I've felt myself slowly awake from a falling dream, where I feel like I'm about to fall or I'm falling, and then I try to balance myself or catch myself, leaving me to jerk violently in my bed, now wide awake. I've scratched myself so bad in my sleep once, it left a scar on the bottom of my chin (I had short nails for a while after that). I also remember waking up just as I rolled off the side of my bed, dropping to the floor, ain't nothin like waking up to falling out of your bed. <br />
However, there are some instances that really separate themselves from the rest. A couple months ago, I was laying down, exhausted but I wasn't quite asleep when I felt pressure weighing me down (I was lying on my stomach) on my back, like something was sitting on me and then I felt something pull me down the bed by my feet, it was barely a distance but I still felt it. I wasn't scared at all, I was just saying "what in the hell?" in my head. Then I guess it was so intriguing I became fully awake, I couldn't describe what had happened so I just kept it to myself, after I told my dad, he said I was just dreaming, but I know I was awake, because I never went to sleep. When I was little, my mom made me mad so when her back was turned I flicked her off, then later I went to sleep. I woke up because I wasn't comfortable, I lifted my head to turn it but then I felt something slap the shit out of my face, I was so terrified I slammed my head back into the pillow and did not move til I went to sleep. Today I found an article on Sleep Paralysis, based on scientific findings. It's where, you wake up before your brain has time to send the right signals to the rest of your body, so you realize you're awake but you are unable to perform certain functions, like talking or moving, and you hear sounds, voices, you see things such as terrifying figures that have only been described as alien, ghosts, demons, and "shadow people", you also feel things such as pressure, being grabbed, pulled, or choked. Which makes sense to me, gives me an explination to what happened a few months ago, and even though the incident when I was little, I had access to all my functions, it's still a possible explanation, besides my grandmother's ghost slapping the teeth out my mouth. I've never seen figures though, I've heard loud shouting once right as I wake up then like THAT it's gone and up til a few nights ago, those were the only Sleep Paralysis experiences I had. A few nights ago, was the worst one. I was awake, but I felt something poking my pillow, I opened my eyes didn't see anything, so I closed them again. (Once a lot of weird things happen to you, some invisible thing poking your pillow just doesn't do it for you anymore) Then the poking turned to pulling the corner of my pillow, I still paid it no mind, that's when I felt something grab my hair and pull it violently, making my whole head move, making it feel like my head was sinking down into my bed. I wasn't freaked out cuz my hair was being pulled, I was freaking out because I couldn't move. I was AWAKE and couldn't move anything except my lips, you bet I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out, then it was over. My hair was let go and I rolled my head back to where it was on my pillow, I believe in ghosts but that's never the first explination that comes to mind when something weird happens, I kept on telling myself it wasn't real, then I felt the corner of my pillow being tugged again but this time it was more violent, and I noticed the "pulling" of the pillow, coincided with my rapid heartbeat then I was more calm, once I reached a logical state. My heart has never beat that fast in my life. Shit, for MY sake it better be Sleep Paralysis, I'm not too keen on the idea of a demon sitting on my damn chest. I have heard strange noises, footsteps when no one was there, I heard a woman's voice say my name, I've had a pencil thrown at me, I've felt what I think is a cat walking on my bed (I like to think it's either Cowboy RIP or Dinah RIP), I've seen an orange animal-like creature creeping around through my shower curtain and I was wide awake for all those incidents, not half asleep, not in my bed, not even tired. So I have had my share with paranormal activity, but I do believe what I'm experiencing is indeed the sleep disorder Sleep Paralysis.Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-89250906060723445622010-10-21T02:01:00.000-07:002010-10-21T02:01:13.714-07:00Sexually Transmitted DisturbanceThis guy I've been sleeping with, the whole situation is weird. <br />
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I've known of guys to treat you nice then you have sex then you never hear from him again, or you guys sleep together and he'll hit you up whenever he wants to have sex but then ignores your existence til then.<br />
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He'll call me a bitch during sex and pull my hair, but he'll cuddle when he's drunk and he doesn't turn his head when I kiss him once on the lips. He makes sure to not cross the line into "bf/gf" territory, but he'll still wait for me outside when it's cold. He'll be demanding, but not rude. He's always quick to respond to my texts when I want to have sex, but if he texts me and I say no, he doesn't ignore me or turn into a jackass, he just says okay goodnight. He'll be an alpha male during sex, but he's quick to stop and say "I'm sorry" if he does something wrong. <br />
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I find it hilarious and extremely interesting.Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-851324695835124982010-09-19T18:54:00.000-07:002010-09-19T18:54:18.264-07:00A.R.T.<span lang="EN"> <blockquote><span lang="EN"><span style="background-color: purple;"><span style="color: #f4cccc;">Art is a chaotic mixture of beauty, passion, and raw emotions exploded onto a canvas, whether that canvas be paper, skin, nature, clay, metal, wood, film, music, or stone. <span lang="EN">Paintings, photographs, architecture, sculpture are only examples of art, not definitions. </span></span></span><br />
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<span lang="EN"><span lang="EN"><span style="background-color: purple; color: #f4cccc;">Just as it’s said you have to believe in the fairy folk to see them, you must open your eyes to notice art is all around.</span> </span></span></span></blockquote></span>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-60371012720921358012010-09-15T00:24:00.001-07:002010-09-15T00:25:21.087-07:00BYOB<div align="center"><a href="http://www.chynnadolls.com/" title="bikini"><img alt="scrunch bikini" height="305" src="http://www.chynnadolls.com/_Custom_Images/16-15-19-73-9-17-211-259-25-110-109-114-167-194-191-258-264-209.jpg" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" width="400" /></a><br />
<div style="font-size: 10px; width: 666px;"><a href="http://www.chynnadolls.com/">Bikini</a> designed using <a href="http://www.chynnadolls.com/">Chynna Dolls Bikini</a> custom designer</div></div>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-48504849071239252032010-09-13T16:58:00.000-07:002010-09-13T20:59:18.068-07:00Tightlacing - Break In (Week One)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.popcrunch.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/12.corset-500x753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://www.popcrunch.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/12.corset-500x753.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><br />
So all thanks to my mother for buying me the corset I wanted =) I now am starting to tightlace (waist train). Just like you're suppossed to, it's 4 inches smaller than my natural waist but as I'm breaking it in for the first day, it's only laced in about 1.5 or 2 inches, so my waist is 30" right now. I've heard from plenty of women starting to wear corsets who tightened it as tight as they could the very first second they got it, BAD IDEA! That's not only bad for you but that will also damage the corset, you might as well go to the bank, take out $200 or $300 and just throw it in a puddle then walk away. <br />
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When you first buy a corset, and put it on it will look funny, if you expect to look like the models on the magazine or on the site where you bought the corset from, you're in for a rude surprise. You will be tempted to just lace the top and bottom laces tighter than the middle to fill in the gaps, but don't do that, that will throw your corset off. <br />
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I have a simple black 28" double boned corset from AbsoluteCorsets.com. When I put it on I was just in a shirt and underwear so once I had it on I tried to put shorts on, that was slightly difficult lol duh, but I didn't bend that much so my corset was not harmed in the process. Currently I've had it on for about an hour, I'm going to leave it on for about 1 or 2 more hours then take it off for today. <br />
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There's no rule for breaking in a corset, how long and how often depends on your body and the corset. The standard is about 2-3 weeks, wearing it for a few hours a day, but that's just if you're NOT waist training. I am however, so for the first 3-4 days I'm going to only wear it for a few hours a day, then for the next week I'm going to wear it for longer, probably about 8-10 hours a day. So by the end of the break in process, I will be able to wear the corset 17-24 hours a day. <br />
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I read a horror story about this girl who bought a corset and tightened super tight once she got it and continued to do so but she became mad at the corset and those who invented the idea, because she was light headed, had constant headaches, and couldn't breath and she couldn't really sit or lay down as she wanted to. WELL THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DO IT WRONG. My story on the other hand is much better, I can sit down, I don't have any headaches or backaches, my breathing is 90% normal, anytime something is compressing your stomach your breathing will not be the same, but I don't feel lighthead or like I'm going to die anytime soon.Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-31526175715366623952010-09-02T04:58:00.000-07:002010-09-02T05:00:09.001-07:00Snow White<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.cinemaretro.com/uploads/snowwhite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://www.cinemaretro.com/uploads/snowwhite.jpg" width="499" /></a></div><br />
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The real life Snow White, Marge Champion, she was the model for the cartoon character.Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-53827934844839876562010-09-02T03:39:00.000-07:002010-09-02T03:39:51.976-07:00Ho HumI've gained a few pounds. Figures. Oh well, as long as I only have one chin and I don't look down and exclaim in absolute horror "dear god.. where are my feet?!" I'm not really going to seriously complain. <br />
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Went digging in an box in the study today, found a few things. Found some of my old jewelry, ofcourse I kept most of it, put it back into my jewelry box. Found some CDs that I'm now currently putting into my iTunes, Frou Frou, Nat King Cole, Harry Connick Jr., and Bach. <br />
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I keep on finding random black marks on my skin, no idea where I keep on getting them from.<br />
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"The Christmas Song" by Nat King Cole has got to be the sole song that conjures up so many memories. Christmas was always the best time of year, but then death kept on interrupting it and it wasn't the same. The tree got smaller and smaller. We moved from a small apartment to a house. Schedules got busy, no more Nat King Cole being played from the stereo, no more watching old Christmas movies, the animated ones. No more Charlie Brown. It was always nice, now it's less of a fantasy. But every time I hear this song, I get blasted with a hundred memories, a hundred scents, a hundred sounds all at once. I was such a different person. I know everyone changes, but you shouldn't change as much as I have, you should be able to keep some things. But it's always nice to reflect on the past memories, and for some reason it's all centered around Christmas for me. Also, "Caroling, Caroling" by Nat King Cole, I remember that song was almost played as much as "The Christmas Song". And this pop up book of the song...I forgot what it's called, but the book would play the song, I found the book last month but it died =( nomore sound. <br />
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When my cousin was shaken when he was 7 months old, two years ago, I always knew what happened. The boyfriend shaked him and kicked him against the wall, I knew he had brain damage and had to be hospitalized, I knew the boyfriend went to jail, but I never knew my cousin went blind because of it and also has cerebral palsy now because of it, never knew the long term effects it had on him..obviously, two years later. To be born that way is one thing, but to have your life made so much harder just because a guy couldn't handle your crying, is frustrating for him and the mother. It's sad, but in the recent photos I see of him, he looks happy atleast. =)Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-87855050915845138452010-08-09T18:02:00.000-07:002010-08-09T18:02:58.212-07:00An OdeNo one will ever love you like I did,<br />
but you threw it all away for the thrill of the game,<br />
others in relationships got kisses, all i got were scars,<br />
I didn't fall in love with you, I realize now I sold my soul to the devil,<br />
no one has ever hurt me like you, and now no one will ever again,<br />
everytime i tried to leave, you always made me somehow, stay,<br />
other girls got flowers from her man, you just told me lies,<br />
where were you when i cried out your name,<br />
where were you when i needed my man to be there,<br />
it could have been a simple, sweet love,<br />
but you made it into a neverending battle,<br />
a battle between staying and leaving,<br />
a battle between killing myself or tearing myself away,<br />
a star has your name in the sky, but you gave me the best gift of all,<br />
a life lesson everyone must learn, don't let go,<br />
to the devil, i cast my soul, for your love, but your love,<br />
was not what i thought, so i was left lost in your world,<br />
i gave you the rest of my light, leaving me in darkness,<br />
your hand nowhere to guide me.<br />
An unknown power came down to save me from you, <br />
an unknown force bubbled inside me, <br />
you left me blinded and twisted and scared and doubtful and bitter and hateful with no passion left for anything in this world, <br />
but i regained my bright along with my dignity and passion, <br />
i still have those scars you left, <br />
i will never be the person i was before you, <br />
i'm still damaged but i turned that damage into something beautiful, <br />
but now you wanna change and call out MY name and search for MY hand because now YOU are searching blind and doubtful in the darkness, <br />
my light no longer being there to show your path, <br />
don't you know everything we do in this universe comes back to us in two, well now you do, so boo hoo, to you.Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-30287096532330168142010-08-09T15:24:00.001-07:002010-08-09T15:24:29.175-07:00Slide Lyrics - The Dresden Dollsa late april day and it's sunny outside<br />
and a red little girl's at the top of a slide <br />
and an an orange old man at the bottom<br />
wants to take her for a ride<br />
as she slips and she tumbles the orange man mumbles<br />
pennies crash down from the sky<br />
and he tells her he'll take her away where it's safe<br />
and of course it is a lie<br />
she's a third the down and her skirts are yanked up<br />
and her little girl cheeks start to wrinkle<br />
but her smile is wide and her legs are spread wider<br />
her hair growing long and her hips getting larger<br />
past getting brighter <br />
light growing weaker....<br />
she is halfway down now but the man is impatient<br />
shakes change in his pocket he might have to wait but she's coming...<br />
she's coming...<br />
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who are you blaming?<br />
they're just playing!<br />
that's a good one...<br />
who left the playground<br />
a good decade before the bell rang?<br />
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as she starts to draw nearer the view becomes clearer <br />
the splinters are painful but she doesn't feel it<br />
the pennies were loaded and as they exploded <br />
she starts to spin out of control...<br />
her eyes are now closing her sleeves are unrolling<br />
up past her head and her veins are all showing<br />
not that she noticed she's thoroughly focused on<br />
one old man who's laughing...<br />
who's laughing....<br />
dont' worry<br />
i've got you<br />
don't worry <br />
i've got you<br />
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the orangeman got you.....Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-84498127702930380962010-07-30T00:33:00.000-07:002010-07-30T00:33:04.642-07:00If a song could explain a 1000 word thought<object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mWgDzHxlvzQ&hl=en_US&fs=1?rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mWgDzHxlvzQ&hl=en_US&fs=1?rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object>Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-63006803936476234902010-07-29T01:55:00.001-07:002010-07-29T01:55:38.972-07:00Thought of the dayThere's never an excuse to be conceited, it only shows your superficiality and how shallow of a character you possess. It's not cute and doesn't deserve any kind of respect. All the relationships you gain through whichever success you've been granted, will all eventually dwindle and show how many people in your life that truly care...zero.Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489817526146641869.post-846038291058859032010-07-12T20:00:00.000-07:002010-07-12T20:00:06.204-07:00IckPeople are so fake. And I don't mean two-faced, I just mean stupid, they say things and don't actually mean them, like a really bad pick-up line. Ugh. Men and women. So over stupidity.Jessicuhh Sophiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16390449856520293687noreply@blogger.com1