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I decided that I'm blogging again for a few reasons:

1) I missed out on some important record keeping in 2015 by not typing things out

2) The internet is a good place for introverts (me) to be themselves (myself)

and a most interesting conclusion I came to this year...

3) Life isn't really worth anything unless we're reflecting on it. So I need this.

see you in 2016. 
a new url -- jessicambryant.blogspot.com
a new start.

playlist

ghosts - the head and the heart

ghosts - on and on

love like ghosts - lord huron

ghosts that we knew - mumford and sons

ghost - jeremy messersmith

ghosts - the national parks

question

i'm just throwing this out into the www.

is anyone happy with what they are studying/studied at college? what would you go back and major/minor in if you could?

answer if you want. i'd love to hear some honest answers about this.

same parts same heart

i don't just like him because of the whole speaking italian thing...
but it does make things pretty fun.


Also there's a nice album by a fella named Matthew Mole, and here's a song from it:

SAME PARTS SAME HEART

watching cricket

kind of obsessed with the large amount of green and the small amount of space it takes up.

and a SUPAcool SUPAfun new song 

YELL IT OUT - the derevolutions

a tiny bit of ROMA

 

a taste of SICILY: .0001% of my italy pics

music of the week

This EP, Candy, by Borns. 4 super songs.

Here's one of them.

i got hearts for eyes.

hbd great grandma sumsion

my great grandma was born 100 years ago today. her name was margaret.

my mom tells me she thinks this picture is from her's and my great grandpa's wedding day.

i remember visiting them at their red brick house in provo.

she had a laundry chute which i thought was pretty much the coolest invention ever.

she also had a fancy scarf thing made out of a real fox. 

and i remember when we would go see her in her last years, 

after her husband had already passed away.

she loved it when we came to show her our ballet costumes before our recitals,

even though she could only see out of the corners of her eyes by then.

what a sweet woman. i'm excited to know her better one day.

painting day

so therapeutic.

homework, we'll catch up later.