My name's Jessi. Has been ever since I went through my major Tomboy faze when I was really little and refused to be called Jessica. This was also the same time period that I would only wear wide legged jeans and peace frog tshirts that were 12 sizes too big. Yeah, I had issues. You can say I was a little difficult as a child, but my mom would probably say I was extremely challenging. Rightfully so.
As for who I am, I think I have only just begun to figure that out, cliche, I'm aware. Up until just a couple years ago, I was painfully shy. So much so that mundane everyday tasks made me nervous. I was nervous all the time, that people were watching me even though I knew they wouldn't be - I'm nothing special to look at. I was nervous to wear anything other than simple clothes. I didn't like eating in public (although I still don't, I have no manners.) I just didn't want any attention, until I was in my comfort zone. At which point, I took a liking to the spotlight. I always wanted to be the witty one. Unfortunately for me, I'm not very funny. And that's being very generous to my comedic value.
I (barely) graduated from a typical (and rather "ghetto") high school and didn't further my education. I was just proud of myself for making it out alive. I went through some very rough times in school and became infatuated with the idea of swallowing every pill in our bathroom cabinet. I even attempted this at one very dark point. Now, I'm still debating whether or not I should attend college. I love learning, but only about subjects I'm interested in. Math is Hell in textbook form to me. I consider myself to be intelligent, but I choose to be ignorant of that half of the time. Sue me.
A couple years ago, I began realizing my life was very literally being wasted. Living in fear is not really living at all. And very slowly, and still to this day, I am making my way out of my shell. My goal is just to explore the world, the United States, my town, and everywhere inbetween. And I'd like to share that with others. Especially those of you who love your days eating salad and texting on your iPhone. (I will admit I am jealous of those of you who have iPhones though...)
I'm 22. I love lists (no shit, right?). To say I love animals would be an understatement. I have a boyfriend whom I've been living with for 2 years now. We have 2 cattle dogs together. {Word of advice: do not, I reapeat DO NOT ever - under any circumstances - place 2 dogs red heelers in an apartment. It's bad for everyone involved.} So, yet another hobby of mine is currently trying to domesticate myself. So far pretending that I love doing laundry and cleaning is not working out so well.
And my biggest goal in life is to have my own animal sanctuary - taking in the animals that no one else would.
If you got this far, I'm honestly shocked. Please keep lending us your ideas and sharing your goals with us!
Next up, Emi's introduction!