Brenna Jean is as Brenna Jean Does

About Me

My days end too soon and my mornings start too early. I spend my hours being Brenna Jean and I sell coffee beans. I spend too much time thinking about what I've done wrong and what I should do differently and not enough time appreciating who I am and where I'm going. Sometimes things as simple as doing my laundry or taking out the trash send me into a fit and all I wanna do is sleep. Other days I could take on the world and I have to catch myself before I do something irrational.
I used to drive an El Camino, and I thought that was my true calling. Alas that car is now just scrap and I drive something so safe If I ever get into a car accident it just turns into a giant marshamallow of airbags. I don't know which is better, a car that makes me feel alive, or a car that makes me feel safe.
I have an endless supply of knick knack and bric-a-brac yet nowhere to display them. So naturally they sit and collect dust while somehow fulfilling my desperate infatuation with aesthetics. I like arranging things. I like moving for the sake of unpacking and making my stuff look good in a new space.
Most of the time I'm pretty unsatisfied. I'm not sure if it's with myself or with the general state of affairs in the entire world. I'm reaching a point where all I wanna do is change everything about me to keep myself interested and to see if I can handle being someone different from who I think I am.
But then I just confuse myself and get so overwhelmed I have to stop writing my About Me.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

A tribe than can teach me how to survive. I asked Tyler if tribe people are "dumb" by human standards. He then explained that to our standards, yes they are "dumb" because they can't use computers and cell phones and drive cars and so on and so forth. But if I showed up in their village and was like "Sooo, I don't know how to carve a canoe, kill a wild animal, and if you ask me to eat that I'll puke. By the way, I'm tired of walking, let me rest a minute", they would think I was the most ignorant poor excuse of a person.
So basically if the world ever ends, I want to have the skills to survive.
So I want to meet a tribe.

My Blog

when your chances fall in your lap like that, you gotta recognize them for what they really are

well shoot. nothing ever slows down. im stuck not being able to keep up with everything. bills work car boyfriend apartment family friends etc etc. Here i find myself counting all those people i wish ...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 16:06:00 GMT

Backwards and forwards with my heart hanging out, I love no other way.

oh my, my, my. brenna jean seems to have lost herself. wait, i seem to have lost myself. ready to be me again. the months of april, may, june, and july have been so topsy turvy that here i am in augus...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 11:24:00 GMT

im reacting to you because you left me broken hearted

OhwellOhwellOhwell where do i even begin? feeling completely disassembled. im sick, and everything in the world is 10x worse when you're sick. but im pretty sure things are 10x worse in general. joe's...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Jul 2007 08:09:00 GMT

Jaded by the oppisite of love, held on high from up up up above!

so angry i could SCREAM. i try to scream as loud as i could in my car last night. I just felt silly though, so the most that came out was a pathetic half yell followed by inaudible swearing. I believe...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 11:14:00 GMT

and its a long way down, its a long way down to that place that we started from.

well i have roughly a half hour before this year is over. and i figured i needed to write some sort of goodbye letter to one of the most turbulant years i hope to ever have. looking back, i am forever...
Posted by on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 21:52:00 GMT

When the sky that we look upon Tumble and falls, I won't cry.

i feel like im living in one giant day. everyday is the same, with the same goal: to get by. i work too much, sleep too little, and manage to become all the more negative as i struggle to be positive....
Posted by on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 21:58:00 GMT

I know im not perfect but i can smile, and hope that you see this heart behind my tired eyes.

it never ceases to amaze me when an emotion (or a mixture of them) can manage to create a physical reaction. like throwing up. im tired of telling myself that everyone has the right to be who the fuck...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 09:17:00 GMT

And when she walks she walks with passion, when she talks she talks like she can handle it.

So, a few exciting things. Through Leah's decision to leave Vanity as Assistant Manager, I was offered the position. I was totally excited and honored and overwhelmed. I work about 25 hours a wee...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 16:35:00 GMT

I feel i must interject here. You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself.

i talk about myself ALL the time. if im talking its probably about me, if its not, i WILL segway back to myself. I wish i talked about other things like wars and politics and old artsy movies and thin...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Oct 2006 22:33:00 GMT

You could have done better but I dont mind, You just kinda wasted my precious time.

For the first time, I really do feel free from him. I will not go into details; but I feel more kick ass and greater and prettier than he ever made me feel. When lamenting to a dear friend of mine, Ma...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Sep 2006 15:48:00 GMT