tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13245109328239533632024-02-06T21:27:10.122-08:00Antithetic, Idiosyncratic & Simply PerposterousJessle Besslehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07088785118495810095noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324510932823953363.post-44467934779587720732012-09-01T19:07:00.001-07:002012-09-01T19:07:47.855-07:00When a Chapter Closes It's pretty amazing the things you can learn from one person. Someone can come into your life and present to you a whole new chapter. Great things happen when you meet someone who you know is a unique, creative and interesting individual. There's never a dull moment with these kinds of people. You are always learning something different, something useful, all while building a trust and friendship just as unique as the people in it. You become drawn to this person's energy and excitment. This person is someone you can almost always be yourself around, speak your mind without judgement, and just have a sincerely wonderful time with. You begin to create memories with them, and later in life you will always have something to look back and smile upon.
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Amanda Maltos is this person to me. It's not everyday an amazing person shows up in your life and changes it. We both went through some rough patches in our individual lives and were just so comfortable talking to each other about them. Amanda, I will cherish the friendship I had with you for as long as I am alive. I hope and pray that our paths will cross one day, then we can, once again, begin our friendship in the new chapter, because my book is still being written, and so is yours.
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Jessle Besslehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07088785118495810095noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324510932823953363.post-86001167083845819452012-08-24T12:18:00.001-07:002012-08-24T12:18:57.742-07:00Anger management<div><p>Fuming like a wild fire out of control, off the hinges. Go to class, learn to deal with situations in a calm, collective manner...yea right. What's the point. Anger is an emotion. An immature person will deal with anger irrationally and unreasonably. They'll throw things, making holes in the walls. They may even kick in an unlocked door, unrooting the frame from the wall, just because it feels good for those brief two seconds. anger management. I think its something we'll all learn in time, with life experience and the gaining of patience and understanding our consequences of our actions.</p>
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<p>Now, I have to get started..I dont know who reads my blog, maybe one person, maybe two..maybe no one. But soon..it won't even matter. </p>
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<p>Girls. I am one. So I'm forced to get along with them right? WRONG. I'm tried of people thinking they can trample around in my life. And i really mean TRAMP-le. Homegirl thinks she can come hoe around in my life with my lover, and not get plowed. Farm animals aren't allowed in my home turf, this includes my guy. So you can go snort n' waddle away like pigs do and find some other happy couples mud to roll in. Let these words be a reminder, and a warning to any and all. Especially one in particular...</p>
<p>And just so you know, Donnie was to blame as well, but he's still feeling the heat, no game to that. Dogs will be dogs and tramps will be tramps. :p</p>
<p>On a lighter note, I no longer work under the gorilla. <br>
(this is all I will say about her, for now)</p>
<p>I work for a wonderful family owned food store company. They treat you like family, and the girls are so nice. It doesn't pay much, but one day I'll catch a break. Maybe...But there's no sense in being pessimistic about it.</p>
<p>Take care loves.<br>
J. Frizzznickels</p>
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Jarrett<strong>Define my life:</strong><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi35odUnI-rTtNyxN1xITdIDGBcaDMkdbXVAztdyEZvBtTIwb3U2JgQwWm7UaqqxjYbNXCcQCh7PVOxbRSfmnDrIRNz27HS-ngcD8sb6iPz3iO0zJlkDk8v4rq_feDd4y559ANNc5sLBzsY/s1600/202.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi35odUnI-rTtNyxN1xITdIDGBcaDMkdbXVAztdyEZvBtTIwb3U2JgQwWm7UaqqxjYbNXCcQCh7PVOxbRSfmnDrIRNz27HS-ngcD8sb6iPz3iO0zJlkDk8v4rq_feDd4y559ANNc5sLBzsY/s320/202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681297497886014402" /></a><br /><br /><strong>I love him.</strong> <br /><br />The end.Jessle Besslehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07088785118495810095noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324510932823953363.post-50182457077987593212011-11-30T15:03:00.000-08:002011-11-30T18:13:58.940-08:00The Devils Arithmetic, The Downfall11 million people were murdered during the holocaust and 6 million of those were Jews. In a 12 year time, from 1933 to 1945, Adolf Hilter and his Nazi party managed to literally terminate two thirds of Europe's Jewish population. TWO THIRDS! It makes me sick to my stomach....I wish we had more remembrance when it comes to the holocaust. People in this day and age really need to remember what happened, because if we aren't careful, it could happen again. <br /><br /><br /><br />There's two films I suggest to people. The first one gives you a clue into the man behind the swastika. This film captured the nature of Adolf Hitler and his closest followers in the last months to the last days of the "Greater German Reich". This is a German production so the language is of course German but it is by far the closest and most accurate portrayal of Hitler I have seen on film. This movie was based off the first hand accounts of Adolf Hitler's final secretary, Traudl Junge.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://hnelson2.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/downfall.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 420px;" src="http://hnelson2.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/downfall.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />The second film really sends you to the other side. The side of the Jewish where family and religion was what they had. They didn't have money and they didn't have power. They lived day to day relying on family and God to help them survive. The Jewish were stepped on, pushed around, abused and tortured. I pray that you get the opportunity to view these films and I pray you continue to remember, and maybe if you remember, some one else can too, and that could spread a long way. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Dpf76UhQL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Dpf76UhQL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Jessle Besslehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07088785118495810095noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324510932823953363.post-20906016543218641562011-11-26T14:26:00.000-08:002011-11-26T15:12:32.244-08:00Crazie Kids....day jus do duh darndest tings...<strong>http://http://www.news4jax.com/news/Teen-accused-in-fatal-crash-had-3-previous-felony-arrests/-/475880/4823314/-/dsvbgxz/-/index.html</strong><br /><br />If you get a second, copy and paste the web path into your browser and read this story.. It might be of some kind of interest to you, and it might not be. I'm very opinionated when it comes to things like this. I like to see what other people's opinions are because sometimes I like to laugh silently to myself wondering why some people, although older than me and college educated, could possibly be so stupid? Let's see how many people get tickled as well. Click on the story and scroll down to the comments. If you are opinionated, it might posses you to type in your comment also. Who knows..<br /><br />The news might become regular postings in Jessica world. The news intrigues me.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKAGz51bdYMqjPTCcGSx_2oTG-gSf30XPdnpWE3DlF-Sg4Il499EMJLdkSDhNNIb7gLWwPNQPDCcwuzmOBHzawHPaa-vQJNn_AMUQIz_6W2PqiOzYrLeBtU3CmprhO0Dur1c_xbGCSqyfj/s1600/Untitled1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKAGz51bdYMqjPTCcGSx_2oTG-gSf30XPdnpWE3DlF-Sg4Il499EMJLdkSDhNNIb7gLWwPNQPDCcwuzmOBHzawHPaa-vQJNn_AMUQIz_6W2PqiOzYrLeBtU3CmprhO0Dur1c_xbGCSqyfj/s320/Untitled1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679440352189673922" /></a>Jessle Besslehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07088785118495810095noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324510932823953363.post-84014112419776933382011-11-17T11:36:00.000-08:002011-11-17T12:15:56.976-08:00Wall Street BalderdashI recently posted a new pole at the top of my page only because today is the two month mark for the Occupy Wall Street protest. Now I know I don't have many people come across this particular blog, but I really really want to see how people feel about this. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLue3Sc39nBv8Fe-P6c1Ag0vJ7zWTZdjaQKHjQY-xlD6vq57DxaGM1HmE8St6uLczHAJT5KMwBALRDhV78UQc5ooKyaY7luZB_6AS3VFJW9IiQqEMuczViS-P15mhXIIvMWjaIlFnI6eIB/s1600/Occupy-Wall-Street.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLue3Sc39nBv8Fe-P6c1Ag0vJ7zWTZdjaQKHjQY-xlD6vq57DxaGM1HmE8St6uLczHAJT5KMwBALRDhV78UQc5ooKyaY7luZB_6AS3VFJW9IiQqEMuczViS-P15mhXIIvMWjaIlFnI6eIB/s320/Occupy-Wall-Street.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676060916994773810" /></a><br /><br /><br />See, facebook is very mutual. If you type the wrong thing in your status update then you just might start a political debate. So, instead of posting on Facebook about this crap, (yes I said it. Crap) I want to see if anyone actually does that pole. And maybe when the pole expires, I'll do a report on it. <br /><br />Leave me your comments if you voted on my pole. I love me some opinions. :)Jessle Besslehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07088785118495810095noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324510932823953363.post-67364122271619982192011-11-17T09:54:00.000-08:002011-11-17T10:02:04.151-08:00ParoxysmGrown ups have temper tantrums just as much as a child my son’s age has them. They just aren't called "temper tantrums" they're called outbursts. <br /><br /><strong>outburst</strong> [out-burst] <br /><em>noun </em> <br /><br />Definition: fit of temper <br /><br />Synonyms: access, attack, blow, burst, conniption, discharge, eruption, explosion, flare, flare-up, frenzy, gush, gust, outbreak, outpouring, <strong><em>paroxysm</em></strong>, rapture, scene, spasm, storm, surge, tantrum, transport, upheaval <br /><br />Antonyms: harmony, order, peace <br /><br /><br /><br />The fact is this: Adults may not roll on the floor and cry like a child might (well, most adults don’t…) but they do communicate their feelings when they don’t get their way. <br />See from a childs perspective:<br />When mommy or daddy says “No, you cannot have another piece of candy,” the child may scream, or throw him/herself on to the floor out of anger or frustration. <br /><br />Same scenario with adults, but the verbs change. A 21 year old woman may find out bad news, or someone could infuriate her or maybe even something she just doesn’t like will take place. Instead of calmly accepting this not so good news or event, she curses, her blood pressure rises, she shakes uncontrollably, she gets anxiety, so on. So, in reality, we may not be children anymore, but it doesn’t mean we don’t act like it sometimes… ;)<br /><br />Just my thought for the day..<br />Any inppput?Jessle Besslehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07088785118495810095noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324510932823953363.post-75133299820985150082010-01-21T16:11:00.000-08:002010-01-21T16:42:57.231-08:00<u></u>
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<br />Okay, so that was me in April 2009. It's January now, 2010. And I look quite different. Here is me now, January 21st, 2010...
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