maybe i've missed this too.

new blog

http://jennparty.tumblr.com/
http://jennparty.tumblr.com/
http://jennparty.tumblr.com/
http://jennparty.tumblr.com/

throwback.

*last summer. after randomly choosing these photos, i had no idea 3 out of the 5 contained alex mayfield. however, c'mon. dance party in traffic, drunk in the streets of norfolk, black eye still gets down, drinking in my automobile outside of jamie's house, and me and ebeth loving one another. good times.












gawd, when did i get so boring?
step 1. tighten up.

i cut my hair.

..and took some crappy photos.




tonight, on the drive home
it felt like someone moved my house
farther away from my work.
it seemed worlds away.
maybe it's because i've been tired for the past few days.
last night was pretty balls2thewall
and i saw more titties last night
than you have all week.
suck it.

i got a runny nose.

my type of man.

hello wednesday.

so bamboozle was last weekend
and chris crocker was there.
jamie and i just stared at her.
i mean, what did you expect?
im pretty creepy in new cities.
that's all besides the point.
i have a headache right now.
i can't stop listening to mass pike
by the getupkids who were also at bamboozle
and i was waay excited for.

i spent cinco de mayo
@ hooters eating chicken wangs
and drinking miller lite
with my douchbag.

and did i mention, i was taken to the jersey shore
and yes, jager bombs and the new haircut
is real life.

i can't even begin to write down all the things
i experienced in the last five days
from men in elephant thongs,
to full frontals and ass tattoos,
to "how much for that hat girl?"
and seeing no doubt for the first time.
to coming home
and finally feeling missed,
and my bank account dwindling
but i'm so happy it's disgusting.


fuck labels.
i like you, you like me.
we ride or die together.

cheer me up.

i'm home
so why does it feel like i'm so far away?
there's a blanket over my head
and i don't want to come out for days.


these are the times
when i think i could cry
at long distance commercials
like all those ppl in the movies.

i'm disappointed in me
for a variety of reasons
and i don't even know who to talk to about it.


welcome home.
someone cheer me up.

another 6 am post.

what's wrong with me?
i should be sleeping and resting up for my
weekend of debauchery (*sp) with jamie darrah
and bamboozle and new jersey!
but instead i'm watching the life aquatic.
i realize i don't know how to act on dates
but then i'm glad they've all been with alex
because he pairs my akwardness with his inappropriate-ness
and then we just look two peas in a pod
who happen to be matching.
my face feels like i got into a fist fight.
wednesday night i apparently decided to get shit faced
and turned into boomer from left for dead.
throwing up everywhere.
god i'm awesome.
alex said i was an amateur alcoholic.
i agree, i totally agree.

hello 6 am.

there was a fan plan this weekend
after a trip up north
and here are my top five out of two hundred
photos i took (or the first five i really like
cos afterall it's six am bitches)







until later...

ladies and gentlemen.

sometimes,
i really wish i were a boy,
who could just wander around all day
with my shirt off,
peeing on sidewalks,
and being a socially accepted afternoon drunk.
because,
let's face it,
boys will be boys.




bridget jones: wait a minute, nice boys don't kiss like that.
mark darcy (aka colin frith!): oh yes they fucking do.



fuck yah.

let the light shine.

shaken, not stirred.


i can feel spring.
i think i'm gonna get another job.
work two this summer
since i doubt i'm going to take any classes.
i'm already becoming a bore.


&can somebody call an ambulence
i think i'm having an eternal struggle.
also, plz come write my research paper
and do my astro points.
thanks.

:)

hello happiness.
thanks for reappearing in my life.
everything feels right.
you remind me of christmas morning
and as cheesy as that sounds
i'd stop the party lifestyle
to sleep in on the weekends.


you're like a black balloon
and i'm like a firework
and i wouldn't have it any other way.

not everyday can be a party.

a friend's brother was murdered on friday.
you probably saw it on the news.
RIP isiah jones.
dobbie, i'm really sorry.
and for everyone else that knew him
my condolences and sympathy go out.
simply tragic.

i got my computer backzz

alex and i decided to go to the wave one time
and everything was funny.


last friday was gabby's bday
and GIRL talk.
which subsequently all my co-workers
thought was an actual event where me and my bffs
talk about boys.


alex is a bad influence on me
@ 1 in the afternoon b4 we both work.


MARGARITA PAAAAARTY.



in other news,
that last post was my 100th.
WOOOOHOOO.
i'm gonna celebrate tonight
secretly.
also,
STEP YOUR GAME UP SON.
you know who you are.
i'm gonna try to post a picture
everyday this week.



xoxo.

best week ever. aprils fools.

so i'm pretty sure i'm the only person
who's computer actually caught that aprils fools day virus.
my laptop is in a coma right now
and nothing i've done can revive it.
pretty shitty.

my work has been very slow
and i couldn't tell you where all my $$
has been going.

lately i have been feeling like everyone who's
supposedly close to me
has been making fun of me in this
under-the-radar-i'm-smiling-so-you-cant-be-mad-
that-i'm-getting-the-entire-table-to-laugh-at-you-
but-we-are-friends-right?-so-i-don't-mean-it-(maybe-a-little)
but-i-only-want-you-to-be-there-when-i-need-you-
cos-sometimes-youre-smart-and-you-drive-when-i-want-to-
get-drunk

\YYEAH GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.

spring in around the corner.

jenn so azn (12:03:35 AM): im excited to see where this goes
lost tothe trend (12:04:07 AM): it'll blossom into a love worth fighting for

safe to say i'm crushing so hard.
&& then sometime later.

lost tothe trend (12:26:04 AM): wow
lost tothe trend (12:26:13 AM): you hung out with a celebo on the webz
lost tothe trend (12:26:16 AM): irl
jenn so azn (12:26:22 AM): lol

let the good come in.

so i made a broadcast to the universe;
i put myself on blast.
i'm ready for the good to come in.
i put the former ghosts to rest.
i let truth spill from my lips
i let them go.
&& now i feel totally free.


last night i met a southern accent
i couldn't stop listening to.
and i think i've found a friend
who is here for more than just fairweather.
it's safe to say
i'm starting to be really happy.

there's so much good to be had.

don't go with him.

jenn so azn (12:48:07 AM): i need like how to be a girl and get a guy 101
specialfx350 (12:48:19 AM): they probably sell that in barnes and noble
specialfx350 (12:48:25 AM): or just check google :p


ive got half a page of this paper to write
and well, i've run out of words.

i'll try to stay awake over the phone so i can tell the truth.

i don't feel like getting dressed today
i just want to call you up
and skip out on my obligations
and drag you out to drink green beer with me
because honestly, i've never had green beer
and although it doesn't look that appetizing
i feel like i'm missing out
and being the only one who hasn't seen twilight
or any of the star wars movies
has left me feeling like i'm sitting on
the damaged goods shelf at farm fresh
and i just keep hoping someone picks me up
for a closer examination and reads
that i'm still good.
all this is me babbling because
i don't feel like getting dressed today.
i'd rather do a million things
like avoid the rain
and make a youtube video of me lip syncing
and dancing around my room
because that's what i do on my off days.
i don't know about you.
no, i don't know you.

hello, how are you?



(written in under a minute.)

2blogs1day

i'm making plans.
i'm in the process.
expect more changes.
i'm going back to the days
when there were more sober septembers
than thirsty thursdays in my week.
it's for the best.

i want someone to come over
and teach me some chords
so i can string together more songs
about boys, bikes, and broken hearts.
i want to play them in your company
and i want what you hear to be something
worth listening to.

i want to get my ocean tattooed on my arm finally
and i want to start carrying around a journal again.
suggest some new books for me to read
i want to be entralled.
captivate me. motivate me. inspire me.


there used to be so much more to all of this
and now i feel like i've been spending all this time
just waiting for things to get better.

i need to start talking.
i need a best friend.



don't misinterpret these plans/wants/needs
no one said i was frowning.

radio oidar

who says girls in glasses can't have any fun?
i've been pretty useless all day.
unmotivated. boring. lazy. & secluded.
last day of spring break.
my car got towed last night and so now i'm working like
15 shifts next week.
back to reality
and really getting down to business.
i may start looking for a second job
and i really need to determine what my major is gonna be.

fuuuuuck.

hey, im in vegas

all the female bartenders are trying to get me loose as a goose. went to pure last night and danced on the outdoor patio/roof at ceasars until I couldn't stand. im typing on my sidekick right now loving all the hot foreign men.

more later.
bottom line ... im in vegas and this shit is b nuts.

Xoxo

i wish i spoke more french

if i have one more god damn
dream about you
i am NEVER going to sleep again.

i really wish i didn't pick up
a shift tonight
cos i'd rather be doing 444553429 things
instead of serving people tortilla soup
and stocking glasses.

i'm watching amelie
and pretending i don't need to be
getting ready for another productive
day at my job.

eg is trying to get me to go to peabodies
tonight.
jesus.
peabodies.
really?
i bet mikey would be thrilled. (<3)

i'm off all day tomorrow
so if you want to see me before
i leave for the week.
let me know.

and since everyone keeps
talking about all the recent plane crashes
i have decided to make peace with everyone
before i depart.
because hey,
if i never come back
i want you to know that i love you.
and you. and you and you.

my back hurts.

i look pretty good right now.
i've been taking zicam like it's necessary
since i'm the only person
who avoids the sickness going around
until four days before they change coasts.
i'm listening to hilary duff
waiting for mr.smooth to come scoop me up.
the only picture i'm in from fan plan 2.5
i'm making a :( face.

awesome.!

i need to get out more
because i've started listening to what people say
and i've tripped, and fell,
and now i've got a crush on you.
and it's a wam bam thank you mam
kind of day.


i wish i had more $$ today.
instead i just keep spending like i have no sense.

on the internets

...a photobooth picture turned on it's side
with a caption that read,
"this girl has messed me up sideways"
and i think it's one of the most
romantic things i have ever heard.

needless to say,
i'm quite jealous.

it's 12:51am
and i forgot my favorite show was on.
they say it's going to get in the teens tonight
and i really hope this cough i have isn't staying around.

i've been okay.
in case you're wondering.

i haven't listened to this cd in years
and i can say, with full honesty,
that i've been thinking about your more this winter
than i have in five.
i think the main reason i've avoided these songs
is the same reason that you were the last
good thing i can remember.
it's cold outside and i hate the fact
that i'm stuck in doors thinking about
all the possibilites of you.
you don't really exist if you're not here.
i hope you're okay
cos i have been wondering.
maybe you were my first love.
i don't even know what that means.

and she said i shouldn't be so pessimistic about love
but i don't believe anymore.

somewhere along the lines i got lost.
now i'm just trying to find my way back.
i am constantly surrouned by people
but i don't even know how to talk
unless it's about bullshit.
like this entire post.
except not.

i miss you.

and you might think you know who i'm talking about
but i can assure you it's not him.
this goes back farther than that.

i think this vacation is coming at a perfect time.

fat tuesday

i think she won.

i don't think sandbar
has ever seen so many titties,
and neither has shane.

sad sob story

apparently i threw up all over my ipod
and now it doesn't work.



i'm a sad, sad girl.
someone fix it.


http://www.flickr.com/photos/jennparty

back in action.

fan plan was last night
&&a tons of fun.
i go to vegas in like 2 wks!!!
&&i'm still working like a crazy person.

click 4 more

reflecting on the day(s).

apparently myspace thinks my blog is explicit.


i have missed kevin more than a little bit;
i believe this is a thing called love.



i bought new glasses and then proceeded to go out
and get drunk off of three beers. whut?

as always, this is as good as it gets.

q: why me?
a: b/c you saw me when i was invisible.


i'm starting to think ppl only like
the party version of me.


and do you know what i have to say about that

FUCK IT.
idc.

i'm tired of people thinking they know what's best for me.
i don't need any other father figures.
i just need a friend,
who doesn't think they have to pay me
when we hang out.

at least i'll be in vegas in a month.

it's been a while (since i posted not the staind song)

i've been very unmotivated lately.
and tired for no reason.
working like i have no sense
and i can't remember the last time i got ready
to go someplace other than work.
///////
i started making these for my work:



3 out of 97+ isn't bad.
haha. SIKE.
i don't know if it's what they had in mind
but OH WELL.


my weekend will probably be full of
paper cuts and glitter all over my body.
maybe a trip to richmond too.
i can't decide. on anything.
my mom tried teaching me some very
inappropriate phrases in thai.
things i can't even say on here
or outloud to you in person.

i feel like i need to go out.
tonight i really wanted to go get a drink.
saturday will be one month of sobriety.


this post is pretty boring. :/
sorry.
ill work on more interestings things to say
for next time.
(even if i have to make things up.)


you know you love me,
xoxo.

you people are all sick.

&&i don't want the flu.
glad i stayed in this weekend. hah!










GOD
i need to get out more.
mikey booked vegas. so i'm out of here
march 9th-14th!
and then mates of state in april!
and matt and kim and girl talk
and then bonnaroo!!!!!

spring is looking so good right now.
i can hardly contain myself.
i think tomorrow when that boy comes into class
i'm gonna give a wink and a smile.
okay, really! i know he's gonna come in when i'm doing
something really unattractive like blowing my nose
but whatever.
i want someone new to come shake things up.
i've become a ghost with my old acquaintances
&&i need to be revived!

i need a new life force.
now where is it hiding?

i don't feel like a party.

i watched the movie penelope tonight.
and now i just want my own fairy tale.
god, i sound so lame right now.
but i just want to be kissed and have the world stop moving
and not be wondering about other irrevelant things
during the process
like if i'm working the next day
or i remembered to turn the light off.
and i don't want to be slobbering drunk
and unable to remember his name
or what color his eyes were.

&&isn't it ironic that my ipod shuffle put on
"dont waste your heart on a wild thing
she's got a soul that won't settle on one thing
oh, this bird can't sing when you've tied it's wings
don't waste your heart on me."

yeah, awesome.
i feel like a lonely bum tonight
so i don't want to go out.
and oh yeah,
it's been 21 days since i've had a drink.

blahblahblahbeboop.

i went a saw a romantic comedy last night
with gabby and nicole.
maybe you've heard of it,
my bloody valentine 3-d

best part:

boy says to girl he's having an affair with: but i didn't get you anything for valentines day.
girl says: oh but you have. (whispers) i'm pregnant.
enter looks of shock, disbelief, and horror.

what a way to scare a guy into possibly murdering you.


and the crowd bursts into laughter.
maybe not the crowd, just me.
how beautiful.

you got another thing coming.

so today while going to farm fresh to purchase
my bottle of sparkling pear juice (mighty delicious i might add)
a group of boys yelled,
"girl i ain't never seen an ass like that".
is that lyrics from an eminem song?
god i hope so.

it's officially been 14 days.
i feel like i have more fans now that i don't drink.
has it sorted out all my problems?
no, not really.
i'm probably more lonely than ever
but finding other ways to deal with it.
i broke down in my manager's office the other day
to the point i started shaking.
and i don't ever consciously do things like that.
i really needed a friend
but i didn't know who i could talk.
and not really a friend just someone i could sit with
and hug and cry on a little and not feel awkward with.
it'll come with time.
i don't know how to relate to many people.
but i guess that's okay. i feel pretty grown up.
aside from vegas i may not drink anymore period.
i like this me.

bats, boys, bars, and birthdays.

mikey thinks i have bad taste in men.

i don't let my sobriety keep me in doors.

shane was getting down & dirty last night at the wave.
i love what $2 coronas do to that boy.


alex really likes to take photos in my car
while i'm driving && occasionally at red lights.


oh look, no hands. who's driving my car???
(on the interstate and by on i'm all OVER the interstate)


how did new york & co
know exactly the look i'm going for?


but on the real
i had a bad day today
and wanted nothing more to drink
it all away.
but i kept strong.
12 days - sober living.


i can't sleep either.
well only for two hours at a time.
its 1:28 and i'm wiiiide awake.
i don't understand anyone, anymore
and i feel like everyone just keeps saying
the same things they said 2 months ago.
but then again, so do i.
i want to buy a better camera
and start taking your picture.
i work 13 shifts next week
i don't know why i like to torture myself.


enough rambling.

somewhere draw me a super cute
elephant so i can get it tattooed
on my shoulder this weekend.
kthanks.

no sense crying over split coffee.

"It looks like you are well aware that your drinking has a negative outcome. Look through the textbook for this class, we will be covering a lot of topics that should be of help to you."

-a message from my college success skills teacher.


next time i go out i'm gonna be all

HEY GIRL HEY
with some sparkling grape juice!
(even start dressing up for parties that don't require it)


so i was talking to some friends
that came in to eat this morning.
and when you talk about the reasons
you broke up with your boyfriend
(in my case alcohol)
you realize how silly it was for you to
stay with him (booze)
for as long as i did
(many years of unconditional love
and painful mornings when he tricked me
into hanging out and then left me sick
at sunrise after a night of looking like
"the crazy bitch" girlfriend)
anyways,
the conversation confirmed the fact
i am doing the right thing for me.
i need to break the shackles that he
(vodka, sparks, joose, CHAMPAGNE -- some of his many names)
has on my heart
(liver, social life, relationship status, work ethic, bank account)
and just be alone (in reality) for a while.