People are pretty complex things, aren’t they? Gotta love that about us. Admittedly, we can be pretty simplistic at times too (I spent thirty minutes the other day on my screened-in porch, watching it storm), but I think I like that about humankind. The fact that we can be so overwhelmingly complex at some moments, but still be peacefully simple in the next. Sometimes rage is just rage and love is just love. (Or maybe that’s just the poet in me, but oh well, I have to sound like I know what I’m talking about.)
But I digress. Most people here know me, but Mrs. Pittman doesn’t. I’m Jessie Swink (or Jessie Hunt to some of you, because sometimes people get hung up over that old name), and I turned 17 over the summer. The past few months were an overwhelming mix of things for me – I got to visit Charleston, a city that I love for its capacity to be both complex and simple, and also lost my Dad, who was, quite possibly, one of the best friends I’ve ever had. I’ve been blessed to have people there to support and guide me through it, namely my mother and my Dad’s best friend, as well as my own two best friends, one of which most people won’t have to even guess (Jessica Eberhart), the other of which lives on the other side of the US and most people won’t have met (Mary Covington). I’m pretty content with who I am in life, my defining label being “Christian”, and other things adding to my personal flavor. For example, I have an obsession with Batman that exasperates some people (admittedly it’s the villains I love the most, and the pretty obscure ones at that) and also have a penchant for Pikachu, as seen by t-shirts or bedroom shoes that may be seen frequenting the classroom. I’ve never seen a reason to change who I am, because I have people that love me and my quirky habits. Contrary to what some people would have you believe, weird people, too, have a place in society (even if they like to pretend society never holds them).
Because of my love for writing and internet, I have friends from all over the globe. Scrolling down my MSN, I see someone who lives in Hong Kong, two people that live in Denmark (“ Halløj i hytten, mennesker! Denne dansker hilser jer fra den anden side af havet, og ønsker dem, der gider læse vores allesammens humoristiske Jessies blog, et rigtig godt skoleår!”, says one of them now, although that’s translated to “"Hello in the cabin (Hello there), humans! This Dane greets you from across the ocean and wish those, who cares to read everyones humoristic Jessie's blog, a great school year." - Apparently "hello in the cabin" is some idiom there?), two or three Australians, and numerous people from all over the US. I do consider them friends, even if other people look at me strangely when I start mentioning people I know in China.
I read all kinds of things, but writing is my passion in life. I do a lot of paragraph roleplaying (that’s not Dungeon & Dragons, ladies and gentlemen) as well as poetry and short story stuff. My goal in life is to be an English teacher, but my wish in life is that I can write a novel. It doesn’t even have to be best-seller (although that’d be nice), as long as I can get it done. I’m hopefully starting up a Creative Writing Club this year, so if you like to write too, keep an eye out for it, yeah? I have a ton of favorite things, but I’ll keep it simple and just state that my favorite color is blue and my favorite animal is a wolf. This class seems pretty promising, thanks to the fact that I’ve already been given an opportunity to ramble here a little bit, so I’ll leave everyone with a quote –
"People think it's an obsession. A compulsion. As if there were an irresistible impulse to act. It's never been like that. I chose this life. I know what I'm doing. And on any given day, I could stop doing it. Today, however, isn't that day. And tomorrow won't be either." - Batman
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