The Fabulous Jessica Maloy

I’ve known you for forever and a day and throughout that stretch of lovely eternity I’ve discovered a best friend, nay, a sister! Not the kind that fight. No, the kind that have reached adulthood, past the point of fighting, and instead can’t wait to spend a minute, or 5 hours at Cutters Point, with each other sharing about their different lives. So because of that, I thought I’d let you know who the Fabulous Jessica Maloy is (in case you forgot ;D.)

She’s a gorgeous person.

This means both on the surface from her beautiful curly ‘Goddess’ hair to her lovely legs, which she says can’t manage shorts but I beg to differ! And on the inside because with all her intake of healthiness those inner organs must be a healthy pink (that’s the healthy color, right?) and on the inner inside! Because Jessica, well, she has a wonderful soul. Probably a better soul than most of the people in the entire universe.

She’s magically creative.

I found this out when I realized you were a scrapbooker long ago, but it has grown tenfold since then! In the recent years, this creativity has spread to parties, like the epic Flower Party hosted by the girl of the hour. I discovered how to make a variety of fabric flowers from my dearest friend, while paper flowers, and paper stars hung above my head (all, might I add, made by Jessica.) Papers hang in her room with the cutest pictures I’ve ever seen, and paintings that look straight from a picture book! Still I have her custom made invitation for an equally designer breakfast for dinner party :)

She can be anything she wants to

She can be a chef with her deliciously nutritious meals and scrumptious deserts

She can be an illustrator and author of children’s books (and really, any other book for that matter) because of her mega-skills at crazy cute drawings.

She can be a psychologist since that’s something she seems to be very interested and…

She can do anything she wants to because she’s got the brains of a genius and perseverance of… something really perseverant!

She’s given me awesome memories

Together we painted a mural on our 6th grade desks. Together we suddenly decided to create our own language. We had shared lunches; I’ll bring the chocolate chips and bananas if you bring the peanut butter and bread! Together we created an awesome video (alongside several other 6th grade friends) and won VisFest. We planned, we dreamt, we fantasized about creating our very own Fort on our very own piece of land. We shared a journal and kept all of our secrets. Together we had a blog where we put all of our not-so-secret secrets, and detailed accounts of the Fabulous Jessica.

She’s the best of friends

This category is all encompassing. It includes things like; She’s a wonderful listener, She’s always there for me, She’s crazy funny, She has some amazing stories, She and I can talk forever, We always stay the best of friends no matter the distance or differences, She’s understanding like none other, She’s open to all ideas, She’s supportive no matter what, She doesn’t judge, She lets me vent, She vents to me, She shares her thoughts, She makes me smile, She makes me laugh, She gives advice, She’s always there for HUG TIIMMMME!, She helps me when I need it, She’s there when I cry, She’s Jessica Maloy.

You know how they say a picture’s worth a thousand words? Well a person is worth infinity, so I’m terribly sorry, but I don’t believe these words summed up the entirety of the Fabulous Jessica Maloy. I hope it at least gave you a gist of you! I apologize for any extreme sappiness but I realized I don’t think I’ve ever told you how awesome you are, so I decided now was as good a time as any other.

Anyways, I love love love you forever,

Sam

p.s.

I hope you never feel bad for venting to me, because I always vent to you. Plus, you remember how I told you I’ve reached a level of trust with you that I know you will never judge me or my family? When you vent, it lets me know you trust me the same way too. Not to say you must tell me every detail or every problem. Sometimes it’s nice to keep things yourself; I entirely understand :) I just wanted to show you that it’s never ever a burden on me to hear things about your life.

Dear Jess,

Whenever I'm stressed, I typically turn to a song to calm me down, and lately that song has been Trois Gymnopedies, by Aldo Ciccolini. In studying, I had the song on repeat for 2 hours straight, then the following day another hour as I took the test I'd been studying for, and as I'm writing this post the song is playing yet again on repeat. There's something about the simplicity of it, timing and notes that were chosen, that all tied together create a thing of beauty that absolutely mesmerizes my mind. This is the first song that you'll hear if you have your sound on (I just installed it into our playlist) following with Cello Suite 1 by Yo Yo Ma (my second favorite) and some classic Debussy songs to accompany the classical style that I'm in love with at the moment. Hope you enjoy!

(Aldo Ciccolini)

I came to you today, with some rather interesting news, and because I feel like at the moment I don't want to name names, I won't be very specific as to who I'm talking about. I was told the other day that someone in my classes likes me and to be honest, hearing that is bittersweet news for me. On the one hand, its always nice to hear that you're liked, and on the other its a new pestering anxiety for me considering what if this person was to ask me out? I'm not looking for a relationship, in fact, I feel so overwhelmed with school work and life in general at the moment that I don't feel like I can handle a relationship! And then the anxiety of how to turn this person down nicely, when really, this is all a hypothetical situation I've created. Thus, I've invited you to the workings of my mind. Anxiety, hypothetical situations, anxiety, and every now and then sweetness.

Hypothetical situations aside, here are the facts. He told my friend the other day that he thought I was the prettiest girl he's ever seen and that he really likes me. I feel like what I'm going to delve into next might seem negative, but it's not to me, just generally thoughtful and, as we've decided that this is about us, our lives, and everything in it, I'm not going to censor my potentially not so happy thoughts.

I have trouble believing all this is true, not to say that I'm 'trapped in a dream, it just can't be reality' -fluttering of the eyelashes and all that- but part of me, and I've realized this is something that's occured before, doesn't think I'm pretty. Again, to combat the negative, I do not believe in any way that I'm ugly either. I just always wonder, why? What about me is attractive? And then the negative thoughts of is this all a trick or a joke? As I look back, I think this happened in my last relationship. I was always so afraid that it wasn't real, and always wondering why, that I put up a guard to protect myself. I'm hoping I've learned from that.

I don't think this 'crush' from the guy in my class will lead to anything, but just knowing someone likes me has surfaced those thoughts. So as not to leave the guy out himself, I'll let you know that I personally think he's cute ;) Anywho, to the other side of my life.

Spring break has arrived but just thinking about it makes me want to stick my head in the sand. I've got so much to do, so much to study for, birthdays and everything! In art, I'm working on a new masterpiece that, up until today I was feeling confident about doing it. The piece is called Meditative Rose by Salvidore Dali:

It's as gorgeous to me as the song I'm listening to right now (can you guess what song that is? Hint: look at the first paragraph!) but today my teacher showed me another students recreation of it. The thing that scared me the most was how it didn't look good, making me feel that if this student couldn't do it, who's to say I can?? I'm going to take it one step at a time though. As stressful as that might be, I'm determined to be proud of what I do.

Next on my list, I have AP Bio to study for (both tests that are coming up in the class and the frighteningly close AP Exam.) On top of that, I'm starting training for another year working at the zoo. Just typing these things is making my heart race a little faster. Ok...breathing break... ... ... Aldo Ciccolini has saved me once again.

As much as I have on my plate right now, I'm going to take everything one step at a time. Earlier this week I was overwhelmed with joy just at life in general and took a 2 and 1/2 mile walk in the rain with my mom. Everything was wonderful amidst the stress of testing and due dates this past week so I believe that I can harness that feeling again and conquer the weeks to come of that stress!

Lots and lots of love to you dear Jessica,

Sam

p.s. On the subject of donating blood, I'm devestated to say that its one of my bigger fears (having to do with needles and the sight of blood) and as much as I'd love to help, I'm not going to be able to donate blood within the next few years until that fear is conquered too.

Oh, and the pictures of me are from a project in photography for a friend. I was asked to model and since my camera is momentarily down I've decided to try to include pictures of my life that I do have access to!