peculiar people.

So me & my pal Mari had a photoshoot. And we are pretty proud of it. Not gonna lie. We pumped indie tunes and posed the night away. Something about dressing different and being different. That's what hipster life is. It's fantastic to be peculiar. Here is a sneak peek of a few favorites. >>>

 

 

CARPE DIEM.

do you want good or bad, first ?

Today, somebody stole my ceramics cup. You might think that is no big deal. But it is. As I looked frantically around the room hoping that i might have misplaced it I began to cry. Tears of sadness, tears of anger and finally tears of pity for those who have no sense of right or wrong. It hurts my heart that people are so careless. It hurts my heart that people have no morals. But most of all it hurts my heart that something I worked so hard on and truly created is gone. I was planning on giving that cup to Keith for Christmas and as I reached in to my cubby and didn't find it, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back the tears. I want it back. And I want people to understand that each work of art is deeply connected to its creator. Its a special bond that is not quickly forgotten. Don't read this and think it's cheesy because I mean what I say. It hurts my heart that my cup is gone.

Now that my feelings have been released, I can tell you about a more exciting thing. Christmas is in 5 days! Crazy right? I just can't wait! Today was our final day of school before the winter break and I am so happy. It's like a huge weight is lifted off my shoulders. I have been really stressed lately and cannot wait to just relax. Also, my family is doing something new this year as part of Christmas. We are giving secret santa gifts to a family. They need a boost in their spirit this Christmas season so we decided to buy them lots of gifts so they will know they are loved and appreciated. As we began planning this I began to think less of myself and more of others and that was very rewarding. It felt good to look around in stores and rather than thinking "what can i get myself?" i was thinking "hmmm..would they like this?". I hope they love what they get!

Alright. Its time for a shoutout. This goes out to my brother Christian Scott Bandley. Because, today he is 19! Happy birthday brother! He is the best older brother that I could ever ask for. Although we are at each other's throats often, we truly have a great relationship. I hope that this year is his best and that he learns and grows as he sends in his mission papers. Happy birthday Chris I love you to the moon and back! 

 

IMLAINON

So if you are wondering about the title, I made it up. It stands for Its My Life And Its Now Or Never (song by bon jovi if you are stupid. if you didn't know that just leave my freaking blog cause i don't want you here) It's basically like YOLO but better.

Well, hello errbodday. Today my cousin B-ritt told me she made a blog. I coincidentally remembered that i have one...awk. So here's to writing more often! Call me a copy cat, but I'm gonna write about myself like she did. 

My full name is Jennifer Bandley. Yup, no middle name. Whatcha gonna do bout it. I have never kissed a boy. So for all of you reading my blog you're probz like ohh this jenny girl seems like she is the shiz and then you read that and you're like okay drop it. I'm gonna go stalk someone else. Well yes, I do have virgin lips. Probably has something to do with the fact that I ain't gorgeous and I ain't social. Those are two things that can be a hindrance when trying to woo the men. I have to admit I am a nerd. Full blown 4.0 GPA nerd. And i gotta say...i'm proud. I did call my mom after I got my 4.0 report card. Yeah, go ahead laugh in my face. But I'm gonna have a cool job someday and have an indoor trampoline complex in my house so suck it.

As you might have realized from my aggressive manor, I speak my mind. If i'm sad you will know it and if i'm happy you will know it also. That quote "fake it till you make it"? Doesn't apply. The only thing I fake about is being sick when school doesn't sound appealing. And that has a reward. Faking being happy doesn't have a single reward. I go for the real deal. Not to say i'm not a happy camper. I truly am! I adore my life and am usually happy. Here is where I should probably tell you about my love life.

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There you go. 

As you could probably deduce from my line of dots, I have no love life. Do i wish  i did? But of course. But you can't have everything. I am quite the socially awkward child. I don't talk much but love to talk. You see this is where my conflicting personalities come into play. I think too much and quite often get myself stressed while simply sitting at my desk. I plan a lot. That's not to say I don't like a little change and adventure. I just like to plan what types of adventure I would like to embark upon. 

I love organizing things. Now you might read this and think, ohhhh she has a clean room. FALSE. My room looks like someone came in with a clothes cannon and shot the heck out of it. But when someone needs a desk organized. Holy crap it makes me giddy just thinking about it. Wow, I am weird.

So i am having a hard time discussing my life and all of the info above is sorta useless so here is the big stuff. I am an artist. I make ceramic pots and sculptures which I hope to sell in a boutique soon. Also I am a track homie. I run the 200, 400, 800 (this year), 4x400 relay, 4x100 relay and long jump. Not all in one meet, don't freak out. I am on varsity and my dream is to attend the University of Oregon. Hopefully my olympic abilities pop out soon...I've been waiting quite some time.

Lets talk friends. My best friends are: Keith and Britten. Both are great homies. Keith is my very best friend here in California and I love him dearly. He is like a third brother. We do everything together. Literally, everything. I think sometimes he gets annoyed with me but he is one of those people that I can call whenever I need someone and he will listen and encourage me when I need it most. Also, he is funny. So dang funny. I cry sometimes. Just a few weeks ago we were at church and after the activity we went out into the car to listen to music while we waited for my parents and holy crap. He said "Jenny! Pump up the bass!" and I almost died. If laughing gives you a longer life, just with that night I already added 5 years. Oh goodness, it was such a funny time and i just loved talking and laughing with him. Just incase you didn't get the humor in what he said, Keith is a churchy, skinny nerd boy who never listens to pumpin bass. hahahahaha. Best ever. Oh! and keith sends me indie tunes on spotify weekly to inspire my love for indie music. I forgot about that! I love indie folk/rock songs! They are my pride and joy. Check out my spotify for all my many loves. Now we are onto my other best friend britten! Britten is the best. I don't even know where to start. She is my cousin and we have talked almost everyday for probably 5 years straight. We didn't used to foster such a wonderful love but I think one day we both were like IMLAINON. Lets be best friends. So that's where it began. We started planning adventures. And boy have we had some. From peeing in the orem roundabout to getting water for matt cline we have had some premium times. And more to come. I love you britt! 

Sooooo. That's probably it. Oh! and if you would like to donate to my funds to visiting britten, don't hold back. It's for a good cause.

OMG I ALMOST FORGOT TO TELL YOU HOW MUCH I LOVE, LOVE. I love, love. I lalalalalalalalalalaloooooove. Love. Its so cute. And fun and intriguing. Someday I will get married and love someone for real. For right now I just pin pictures on pinterest about it. Check me out on pinterest! and Insta...

I love you all & thanks for reading about my life of sorts! 
Here are some pictures to fill in the gaps:

 This is keith & me in the great Hollywood, CA.

 Me & my homedogs.

 Me & Britt goin hard in the paint.

 This is me kissing my war sweetheart. 

Jk its just cute...

 I'm just doing yoga midair.

I like to think I'm pretty graceful.

Brethren, Adieu.

I was meant for more than this.

"WOW! You are so talented! I know that will get you places!"

"That is just beautiful!"

"You are so creative, Miss Jenny"

"Art is a great passion."

THAT. That's what they all say.

We all know that our time will come. Because IT WILL. 

But what about in between?

What about when we don't see our future turning out how we want?

Waiting is eating my dreams.

All i want is to be able to change the world of art.

FOREVER.

But right now?

Right now it just feels like I am just idling at a stop sign & i don't know what to do.

I was meant for more than crying myself to sleep, sitting in bed to escape reality & half living life.

Everyone always shows their faith in your dreams.

But who gives you a chance?

Where are the people who will say

"YOUR ARTWORK IS WHAT I WANT IN MY STUDIO."

That's all i want. 

A chance.

but now?

all i can think is,

I was meant for more than this.

Summer of Adventure.

You know what I want ? To go on an adventure. A cool one. With someone outdoorsy and brave and funny and cute. So in other words, a boy. I want to discover new joys in simple things with the boy I love. But while I'm waiting..here are a few of my adventures I have used to fill in the time until my dream boy comes running.


ONE: 
I went surfing & saved 6 starfish. Let me tell you a story.

Me & my dad were just minding our business when we spotted a man digging starfish out of the rocks (as seen in the picture^) and shoving them in his sand bucket. I did not think anything of it until I realized that he was taking those back to where he was seated on the beach to dry them out. Which would kill them. {DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUN} so my dad, being the brave man he is) went and told him he should kindly return the starfish so they would not die. & what did he do? said the big N.O. so my dad told the lifeguards. This is where it gets interesting. The lifeguards decided to talk to the man & see if he would obey their word. But as you can probably guess, this man was just a leeeeetle stubborn and felt no need to listen to them without a fight. So his rebellion went like this. He walked over to my dads chair chucked all the starfish at him and yelled "tattle tale!" or something of that immature state. Yes. He {threw} starfish at my dad. And mind you, he was a grown man. Sheesh some people are embarrassing. So me & my mom grabbed the starfish and made a lifesaving sprint to the rocks. Good day at the beach. haha. But that's not all! This man was still not recovering well from his trauma so the lifeguards escorted us to our car to leave. Quite the experience. But you know, I felt like a hero. A starfish saving, wave riding, scaredy cat hero. So that trip to the beach was good enough for me.


Alrighty, next adventure.


TWO:
Underwater Photography. Became a new hobby this summer.

 Me & Mari were bored one fine evening & discovered that underwater pictures in front of her pool light turned out mysterious, elegant & exciting. So we did it. A lot. And i love it. Look at my abs. Just had to say it.

 Jennifer is my name & I love the water.

 $U^^m3R. It feels mighty fine.

 This is my friend Mari. We do basically everything together. & she is currently in Utah. It breaks my heart. In pieces. Cause I am alone, and lonely, and solitary and sad.

But at least I have a blog to talk to. Duck face & peace sign to you.


Three:
Took a trip to the sunny & splendid Palm Springs.

 This is my entire dad's side of the family. We are a funny group if I do say so myself. haha. Just makes me laugh thinking about all these beloved souls. In the photo above we are posing in front of the impressive horses outside of P.F. Changs. That meal was delicious! Yet puuuuny & overpriced. Oh well! Dinner was on grandma! Joyous day. Well let me list for you all these great people. Left to right & then the two at the bottom. Bear with me. {Jeff Reed, Heather Reed, Melody Bandley, Haley Porter, Reed Averill, Laurel Averill, Brandon Bandley, Christian Bandley, Brent Bandley, Glenn Bandley, Me!, Linda Bandley, Rob..forgot his last name, Jake Reed, Parker Averill} So there you have it.

 Me & Brandon at the Living Desert. Pun intended. It was both a zoo name & reality. 115 degrees at the zoo? No Thank You. But it was thrilling to watch this little giraffe eat palm fronds. So Cute.

This would be yours truly shopping at the rodeo drive of Palm Springs. For real. So expensive yet soooo classy. Someday I will be rich and famous and shop there often in my good lookin maserati. A girl can dream right?


Four:
Paddle Boarding for Brandon's 12th birthday! Yes you heard me right, 12th! Craziness I tell you. Craziness.

 We real cool.

 Ab Alert! Yes I did just say that. And yes i am proud.

 copyright: Christian Bandley. well done my friend in capturing this wistfull pose.

 We look alike. Like a lottttt alike. I like it. Do you?

We are the best of friends. She is catching on to my peace signs. I am a proud daughter.
Well, that's all for now! If you are reading this & want to adventure...CALL ME. I would be delighted to embrace nature with a boy like you. Alrighty. tata for now. 


Goodnight & Big Balls. {wipeout reference}

PEACE.