Some things I've learned: 2010

I'm terrified of my future, what I want to become, what I need to do and how I'll accomplish it. I'm terrified because I know I can succeed.

The Rules of Irby* are applicable to pretty much all factions of my life.

I can accomplish more than I think I can, I just have to get to it and finish things

Life is perplexing

One good friend makes up for a shitting week, can help me forget all of my regrets and reminds me of what important in my life.

I will always strive to be someone my mother would have been proud of. I'm sure she'd be bragging about things I do now, but I'm not there yet.

I dream big. It's daunting, terrifying, I will survive

More people care about me than I think sometimes. I'm hard on myself because I'm not as great as the me I am in my head. I still have time to become that amazing.

True friends just accept, no questions asked.

Music.

Adventure comes in many forms and may not be recognized until after the fact.

The people around me support me, even if they don't know me that well. They support me because of who I am, how I carry myself and the little things that I don't think are all that important. They notice the things I do that I ignore. They see the good I accomplish and can forgive that which is less good because my positive out weights my negative. I thank them because they have the potential to help when I can't help myself.

I will miss Norfolk when I leave.

I don't belong in Reston anymore. There is little left in Reston for me, not enough opportunities for me to grow into a better person. I need to stop returning and move on with my life if I'm really going to accomplish anything in this life.

My friends and family encourage me, but I need to keep in mind what I encourage myself to accomplish, starting with moving forward. Forward is opportunity, adventure and new friends. Back is stagnation, degradation and loathing.

I don't know what will happen on this road, I don't know where I'll stay or how long I'll be there, but I do know that the journey is the important part. I've started on this journey, I think officially in 2010, it's slow going with uncertain terrain before me. Many have walked similar paths, many will follow behind me. I need to figure this out for myself, find my way and accomplish something great, and I can.


* The Rules of Irby:

1. There are no rules! 
2. DON'T talk about Fight Club!
3.  BOOM! 
4. Own it! 
5. Learn the rules to break the rules 
6. If you're not cheating, you're not trying hard enough 
7.  ...and I'm okay with that 
8. Practice makes better 
9. You know how Irby is
10. Draw the damn cat! 

Jasmine P.

Dinner Date D1

I wrote this little bit of extra short story when I was in Driver Improvement School. To be edited and elaborated on in the future.

There he was, across the bar. his dark hair kept short and neat, everything maintained and trim. He smiles when he sees a cut young thing in something low cut and slinky. I watch him as he leaves the bar to dance with that trick. A trick. If he's going after a trick he's not worth it.
My drink is sweet and cold as I look around and see another. His hair is long, dark and neat. He smiles when our eyes meet, I twirl my air around my finger looking at him then looking away. He finished his drink before moving through the intoxicated crowd to my side. He ordered me another drink, and a drink for himself. His voice was pleasant, a deep masculine comfort, a pleasant way to end the week.
We spoke all night, left the bar for a table. He let me run my fingers through his hair. It was soft, he liked it, he softly kissed my wrist, commenting on my perfume. He moved closer to me and i could smell him, I could smell his cologne. I leaned against him, enjoying his warmth. His hand was on my shoulder. I looked into his eyes, feeling as if I would fall into his eyes. How clear they were, a gorgeous light brown color. They disappear as I feel his lips against mine. I taste the whiskey on his tongue, on his lips. It clashes with my daqueri but tastes oh so good. Oh so delicious, oh so warm. Our mouths separate and I feel an unsated hunger rise up in me. I desire him, he's oh so warm and perfect. I kiss his neck, tasting, pet neck behind his ear. He moans, I know he's mine. I'm ready to devour him. now it is time to leave the bar, in the dark of night. The full moon is pleasant tonight, it makes me strong...

So, that's the original story, as I had written it on Saturday. Despite how it may sound, She's a werewolf, not a vampire. I'm looking to edit this and make it more obvious by the end of the story what she is. It's all I could fit on the page of paper of the little pad. All confined to one page of paper. I don't think it's bad, but it seriously needs some improvement.

Adios for now
:salute and bow:
Jasmine P.

a bit of story

My head hurts. I really think it's just the caffeine withdrawl but it's a bitch. All last week i had two cups a day, one at about 7 and another at about 5.30/6, but I haven't had any coffee since yesterday morning. i'm also tired and I don't really have anything to write atm. I haven't really had much of anything to write recently. I kinda wish I did, but que sera, something will happen, or I'll have a story.

A story, here's a bit about one I thought of from a dream last week. In a future, post apocalyptic world, some people who are some how descendant from super heroes of old can 'awaken' to the powers that their grandparent may have had. Specifically there's a girl named Trelli who is decedent from Peter Parker, so she is the new Spiderman. Yes, her name will still be 'spiderman' even though she's female.

So what happens int e this future world is there is the evil that had destroyed the world, so humanity has to live in the ruins of everything, hiding out from whoever it was that wrecked havoc on the planet. One day when Trelli and friends [who come into their own powers] are on the surface to scavenge for food, parts, etc she ends up exhibiting her powers and from then on she is announced to humanity as the new Spiderman and proceedes to try to fight the evil, while learning about her powers and eventually her friends come into powers of their own. This isn't much more then a concept I'm rolling around in my head until I get some more stuff worked out and even then I don't think I'll do much with this.

Adios for now
:salute and bow:
Jasmine P.