Pilot

THE BEGINNING

You know how the first episode of every television show ever is named “Pilot”? I actually didn’t know that for a while. It kind of threw me off because typically the title of an episode relates to the episode’s content in some form or fashion. In my head, I thought, “Where does a pilot play into all of this?” We’re just going to pretend that I’ve gone through this life-altering change that has made me smarter though, for your sake. The “Pilot” episode is just a metaphor for the show taking off. So yeah, that’s what we’re going to call this first blog.

Quite frankly, diaries are overrated. But, as my boyfriend has been deployed, it’s made me realize what a loser I am for not having any friends. That means that this blog is my new venting space. Luckily, my life has more drama than Keeping Up With The Kardashians. And since their show has come to an end, I imagine you’ll need something to consume your time. I have a rather LARGE family, so anyone reading this should be fairly entertained. Or not. I’m actually a little boring. But blogs are cooler than diaries, so I’m not too much of a loser.

I guess, if my guts are to be spilled, I need to introduce myself. That’s the proper thing to do, I think. I’m not really sure. I forgot how to make friends. Hi, my name is Jasmyne, but everyone calls me Jas. Just imagine me as this tall, thin brunette, unbelievably gorgeous. You know the type. Between us, I’m not. I’m pretty average: average height, average sized, average face. But for my sake, since we’re friends and all now, just pretend for a minute. I’m twenty-one and I live in Louisiana, USA, in case some of you aren’t from America. I’ve lived in Louisiana almost my whole life, minus like two years that my family and I lived up north in Wisconsin. That’s where my mama is from, but that’s another story for another time. I have twelve siblings- three brothers and nine sisters. We all have the same parents. Holy cow, right? For the most part, we all live together in a rather small town that most people haven’t heard of. And if you have heard of it, it’s probably because you were speeding and got pulled over.

Writing this has made me realize why I start writing projects and never actually finish them. I get bored easily. I’ve already had like three or four breaks writing this small piece *slaps forehead with palm*. I’m done for today. I need a nap. I’ll update you again soon, if I haven’t scared you off.

-XOXO, Gossip Girl

Kidding, I’m not that interesting yet.