Heartbreak

It happened. 

I had my heart broken.

Yes, the 49ers' wide receiver, #10 Kyle Williams, shattered my heart.

I know, you were under a lot of pressure. Blah, blah, blah.

But a FUMBLE?! In the last bit of regulation play?

I suppose I'm being dramatic, but really, I was distraught after the Giants walked away with a W.

I'm still having some negative feelings towards Kyle, but I will survive. There is always next year.

Now, I don't even care who wins the Superbowl. I'll watch, but my heart won't be in it. I will be rooting for the Patriots. Only because the Giants beat the 49ers.

Basically, it was rough Sunday. And just for reference, there's nothing finer than a niner.

xox,

Miss Jones

Young Marrieds

Sometimes, I feel weird. People my age are getting married and having babies. I mean, c'mon guys, we're just kids. Then again, I might be the only one who isn't ready for marriage and babies. So to all my love bird friends (or to those consciously looking for someone to put a ring on {it}), best of luck to you. I'll miss you out here in single town. 


And just a heads up, if your wedding and/or invites share a theme with these photos, you might be tacky.

Thank you for sharing this little gem, Cheri Peacock. Nothing says forever like a little camouflage.

I hope she recycled her dress into some balloon animals.

Maybe it's wrong to share this one. I mean, this boy is in my Spanish class after all, but hey, I bet they loved their wedding. I just think their invite is so special. AND creative. Again, Cheri Peacock, thank you.

Anyway, I wish you well, young marrieds.

xox,

Miss Jones

Goodbyes can be fun.

All good things must come to an end, so goodbye, Droid.

I ordered an iPhone 4S.

It comes tomorrow.

I'm looking forward to hanging out with my new bestie, Siri.

I feel like a 6 year old on Christmas morning, but I don't actually know what time of the day Santa is going to come.

xoxo,

Miss Jones

Title-less

Hi, remember me? That goofy ginger with too many words? Yeah, that one. I'm just here to tell you that things are good. School is back in session. My first day of Spanish (this semester) was today. Yeah, I have {lots} of homework and fortunately I don't understand it. HOLLA. Please tell me you can read sarcasm. Tomorrow is Wednesday and that means only one class (besides institute), so things are looking up.


I hope you're all watching the Bachelor each week. Entertainment at it's finest. And just as a side note: I'm a closet Hulu addict. I watch way too many shows. If you ever want to discuss a popular show on Hulu, there's a good chance I watch it. Call me, beep me whenever you need a gossip sesh about the tele.


xoxox,


Miss Jones




And just for good measure, here's a thought I stole from someone. I can't remember who. Oops.