Advice...To share or not to share?

   It seems like people only listen to stupid ideas and just let good advice go through one ear and out of the other. This advice could be coming from anyone...a mother, a friend, a boss, even a 4 year old. How do you know when it's time to take advice and stop doing your own thing? How do you know when your way is just a waste of time?

   I'm one of those good advice givers...at least I think I am. No one ever listens to me even when I know I'm right. I could say the sky is blue and somehow my statement would be considered wrong or just completely ignored. Now what do I do when that happens? Do I stop letting people know what I have to say or, continue repeating myself for people who either don't care enough to listen or are too stupid to listen to common sense and reason?

   My thoughts have gone unheard/disregarded all my life. Seriously not once in my 20 years of life have I given someone my good advice and they actually listen. For example freshman year me and one of my best friends, let's call her Rosie have a sleepover. That same night my brother comes to visit. Rosie and my brother are getting too close in my opinion. So I tell Rosie "don't do it...he's a bit of a player." she does it anyway. Eight months later another friend...we'll call her Nana meets my brother, once again my brother charmed his way to her heart. He broke up with Rosie started dating Nana and fast forward to now where he and Nana have a kid but aren't together. I warned both of them...nobody listened.

   I also have prime examples of when my stupid ideas get the most attention. Like when I was 15 and thought it would be a good idea to meet two guys at a hotel with Rosie, we went, got stuck in the rain until 2 am, had to call our moms and get yelled at the whole ride back home. What the hell was going through our tiny little minds. Looking back at it now I know it was a terrible idea because not only did our parents not know who we were with (here's the kicker) I MET THE GUYS ONLINE!!!! 
   Sometimes its not just advice it's anything you say, do, or ask. The only difference is when you ask a question you might hear a really sarcastic or condescending tone in the person's voice. I just asked a friend for advice about people not listening and she said "Stop trying to help. When someone realizes you were right you'll feel better". That has got to be the best advice I've ever heard. Not only was I listening but I am going to take it and run.

Until next time,

Jayne Doe

    

Surprise Saturday- Icebreaker Questions

   Surprise Saturday!! Here's a way to get to know me without revealing my actual identity. So read on if you're curious about me.

Q1. Are you named after anyone?

Kind of. My middle name is taken from my great-grandmother's name.

Q2. When was the last time you cried?

Probably last week...PMS is no joke!

Q3. If you were another person, would you be your friend?

I'm not really sure. Maybe if I was older as another person. I kind of have an old soul and people my age just don't get me.

Q4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Yes! however it's unintentional. My friends must have a thick skin.

Q5. Would you ever bungee-jump?

Absolutely not!

Q6. What's your favorite cereal?

Fruity Pebbles hands down.

Q7. Do you have kids?

Nope, but one day I want 3.

Q8. Whats the first thing people notice about you?

To be completely honest probably my boobs. It's unfortunate but true.

Q9. What's your eye color.

Super dark brown...almost black.

Q10. Have any favorite smells?

I recently just got into candles . I have two favorite candles one is pumpkin spice latte and the other is creamy vanilla swirl.

Q11. What's your favorite season?

Autumn. I love the leaves and layering.

Q12. Computer or Television?

Can I chose my phone instead? I can do everything on my phone!

Q13. Where were you born?

New Jersey. South Jersey to be a little more exact.

Q14. Do you have any hobbies?

I love to bake and DIY. I try to bake once a week. DIYing happens when I have some extra cash for new supplies.

Q15. Do you have any pets?

I have 3 turtles. Veronica, Alex, and Speedy.

Q16. Do you have any siblings?

Yes, I have a lot actually. I have 4 brothers and 3 sisters. My mom  only has two kids but my father and step-dad had their own before my younger sister and I.

Q17. What do you want to be when you grow up?

This is probably super cliche but I just want to be happy.

A thief in my house...

   I'm going to try to be as honest as I can in this post without giving myself away. I'm about to let you take a deeper look into my home life. This post is the reason I started this blog...so I could speak freely about those "closest" to me. By closest I don't mean people I love and care about. I'm talking about the people my family lets into our house, the people who could give two shits about respecting anyone or anything. These are the people responsible for making everyone uncomfortable 

   In late June or early July (of this year) my grandmother was on the phone a lot. She'd be yelling and crying. After about the hundredth phone call I decided to ask what was going on. She told me we'd be taking in a cousin's girlfriend and 3 kids who successfully came from Honduras. Already at this point I'm like I'm not sharing my room, I REFUSE. She told me we'd figure out the room thing which we did. So a few days go by and I get home from work and I see these cute but insanely dirty, smelly kids. I feel so bad for them and their mom. So I give the mom a lot of my own clothes, buy her clothes, and stuff for the kids. After that I just let them get settled about a week or two into them being there the mother started cleaning my room. I told her she did have to but she did anyway. She told me it was to say thanks. She cleaned my room every other day. for a while I didn't really notice anything different or missing from my room. So I just let her.

    After a while I did start noticing stuff going missing. She'd have them and I realized she wasn't cleaning my room to say thank you. She was scoping out my room to see what small things she could take. I'll say it took about a month and a half to see what all had went missing. In that month's time I came to trust her, lend her money, and consider her a friend. We did everything together. 

   I decided that I'd let it go. As long as I got the money I lent her back we'd be fine (still waiting on that jsyk). She's done some more sneaky shit to other people in my family but that's not my business to blog about. 

   At this point I don't trust her. I don't think I'll ever be able to. She still lives in my house for free. She still owes me and my family over $200. She isn't a good person and I can't wait until everyone realizes how she really is. Karma is a real thing and eventually she'll get her's. 

Until next time,

Jayne Doe

Cliche and Generic Thanksgiving Post

   Happy thanksgiving all! Today is the day mostly everyone uses to go off their crazy fad diets.Who can blame them? How often do you have pies on pies on pies? I mean unless you're a baker or something.
   Aside from all the food today is the day people actually open up to their loved ones and tell them they are loved. Today is a day you take the time to appreciate the little things and just spend time reflecting on how good you have it.
   About a year ago I was in high school. I had a great job, great friends, and a great boyfriend, Then in what seemed like an instant I lost it all. I signed myself out of school to work more hours, I lost friends, then I lost my job in September. I felt like a failure. I felt like I was losing control of my life. 
   I did what I never did before. I talked to my family and boyfriend. I let them know how I felt and I asked for help. With the help from them and a nice forceful shove I am now closer to getting my GED. I have a new job and my relationship with my family is stronger than it has be before. 
   I am thankful for my family and my incredible boyfriend. Without them I would have been in a very dark place. Because of them I don't feel like a complete screw up. I feel like I really can do anything I set my mind to. 
   I am also thankful for the things I've gone through in the past few months. Those events helped me see who I could really trust. I am a smarter person. I don't ignore my gut instincts like I used to.
   All in all I am thankful for being a smarter, stronger person. A year ago I didn't have any type of plan. I just went with the wind. Although I may not have the most detailed outline of my life I do have some short term goals. I am thankful for the growth I've noticed in myself in just 5 short months.

So what are you thankful for?

Jayne Doe

Back for Thanksgiving!

   So due to some computer issues and lifestyle changes I have neglected this blog. My computer is up and running, I think I learned how to manage my new schedule so A Girl Undercover will be active. 
   Just as an update I got a new job and I finish my classes the first week of December and hopefully I'll be a college student by January. There will be more to come on on the Thanksgiving day.
   The future of this blog will be run on a schedule. Not a strict one. I plan on blogging once a week day so M-F and every other weekend a surprise post will be up. The surprise posts will have no real structure. They're just going to be around for a little bit of fun since I intend for this blog to be more serious. So that's all for this post.

Come back Thanksgiving

Jayne Doe

It came to me in a dream...

    Losing someone you love is never easy. The grieving can take what seems like forever. You cold be pushing it aside and when you  least expect it, it will finally sink in. With that being said losing the person who basically made you the person you are today can be a torturous experience.
    A little over a year ago my life changed. In one sentence I felt like I lost every reason for living. I didn't attempt suicide (before anyone makes assumptions) but for about a week I just existed. I didn't really express anything. I lost my grandfather, the man who practically raised me and all I could do was cry because people expected me to. 
   Months pass and I finally realize he's gone, but I still didn't cry. I just assumed I was always okay with it until recently. When you finally express what you've been feeling for about a year you feel a weight lifted off you shoulders. You feel a lot of things actually but, mostly relieved you won't always feel sad, mad, or abandoned.
   A few months ago I was sitting in my room watching MTVhits. Then i started hearing a lot of loud noised from outside my window. I look outside my window and see its just the yard workers so I go back to my music videos. After about 10 minutes I get curious so I peek out my window again. I noticed they left my grandfather's rose bush up and just resume in my karaoke time. Then I hear a constant banging. So I look out again and his bush is going down. My face got hotter than hell and I started hyperventilating. I ran down to my mom's room and I told her "Mami his rose bush is gone. They chopped it down." she was on the phone but, she got off and talked to the gardeners. The bush was gone and it felt like losing my grandfather again but worse somehow. I later found out they were going to replant it.
   After the rose bush fiasco I had a dream where my grandfather came to me.  It was more like a nightmare. I don't remember all the details but my grandfather said "You're going nowhere" then I woke up. I felt like my grandfather hated me but, I knew he didn't so I moved on with it. Fast forward to today when I'm dreaming about some dance class (which is weird cause I don't dance), I walk into a break room and I see all my family with my grandfather who looks into my eyes and smiles. I say "Grandpa!" and with that I wake up. I knew that smile. He was proud of me and how much I changed since the last time he visited me. I changed a lot from that nightmare. I wasn't in school, I was mean to everyone for no reason, and I really was going nowhere. Now I'm on the right track and I know I am cause my old man pretty much told me. 
   My message for him is "Grandpa, I love you. Thank you for molding me in to the young woman I am today. All I ever wanted in life was to make you proud and now I feel like I finally have. I will continue to make you proud of me. Because of you I know I belong"
                           Don't forget your Dreams,
                                Jayne Doe

   
   

A haiku for you.

I wrote this because I am bored and have nothing else to do but die. I hope you find my death (not literal death though) amusing. 

I call this 

Crampy, Bitchy, and Annoyed

I am sitting on the couch.

I have cramps from hell. No joke.

This hot pad is shit.

                     Thank you for your time,

                           Jayne Doe

Behind this Blog

   I couldn't have chose a better time to start anonymous blogging. As I am writing this I'm debating about letting it go up. This post is going to be very jumbled, messy, and, unplanned and that's cause it is. I'm writing this post just moments after the topic happened.

   So I struggle with my emotions and how I handle things. Doesn't everyone? Sometimes I just react sometimes I can stop myself. When things get to be too much to handle I just breakdown, breathing becomes harder, tears stream down my face, words don't have any meaning and, I just want to disappear. Anxiety runs in the family but I've never been formally diagnosed with it...but, when i was 13 or 14 my pediatrician did say my "symptoms" did fall in line with anxiety. Over the years I've gotten better at controlling myself and my feelings. However recently it's gotten harder and harder.

   My mother is an alcoholic. Nobody knows but family and Bear (he doesn't know how severe it is). Lately she's been drinking more and more. I don't know how to help her. I just want her to stop. I'm trying so hard to get myself out of this madhouse I'm in. I'm going to classes so I can finally get a diploma so I can got to school and finally live like a normal girl my age. However something tells me once I do get it I'll still be stuck here caring for everyone and making sure everyone is safe. Nobody really knows whats going on in my house. Nobody knows how I really feel. So i'm telling the world I feel stuck, crazy, and alone. The smile you see isn't always genuine.

   I'm feeling down today. I confronted my mom and she just brushed it off like everything was normal. I really just want her to get better. I don't have anyone to go to but this blog. Sure not many people read it but it's a way to get my feelings out without feeling brushed off.

   So behind this blog is a girl who wants her mom back. Behind this blog is a girl who feels like she has no one to turn to. Behind this blog is a girl who has answers for everyone's issues but her own.

                            Behind this blog is...

                                Jayne Doe  

Round One

  My boyfriend (let's call him "Bear") and I have been together a year and a (almost) seven months. While that doesn't seem like it been that long it is for my generation I guess. I see couples my age who don't make it past 3 months. There isn't anything wrong with that at all...I just know I'm happy to find someone that makes me happy even if it is for the time being.

   With that being said a year and a half is also a long time to go without having a "real argument", which brings me to the real point of this post. My Bear and I just had our first real argument. Sure we've "argued" but those have been more of me ignoring Bear or, through texts. Anyway this one was real. It took something else happening to get to the actual reason of why I was upset but, after all was said and done I felt good. I felt grown up finally. 

   A real verbal argument can be the end all be all of any relationship. And let's be honest arguing is not fun and it takes a lot out of you. Arguing all the time clearly isn't healthy but neither is never arguing. I was finally able to let someone in and let them see the vulnerable side of me. Bear accepted all my craziness and tears.

   I guess what I'm trying to say is I should have known all along that if I opened up it would have been in both of our favors. A real relationship needs to have those ups and downs along the way to make it worth it. What's the point in being in a relationship if you're not going to be honest with your significant other and more importantly yourself? Not allowing yourself to vent to someone you love is a surefire way to create tension in your relationship (romantic or platonic). So argue a little, make your feelings known and, learn to compromise.

          Remember the best things are worth fighting for, 

                                  Jayne Doe

Story Time

   Getting stopped is scary. Since I am undercover this will be up later than it actually happened...but I wasn't driving. I was with a friend who was driving. 

   Unfortunately it was raining and my friend is practically blind...throw in the fact it was midnight and you've got a recipe for disaster. We had just dropped someone off to work (in my mom's car) and were literally 5 minutes from my house.  Then we came down a main road and since my friend couldn't see he was far off in the wrong lane. He passed a police officer and as soon as it happened he said "I'm going to get stopped" right as he said that the lights flashed. 

   We pulled over and got asked for license and registration...obviously. My friend got his license. Then reached in the glove compartment for the registration. Its not there. We continue to look for what seems like an hour (it probably wasn't but we looked for a while.) We're damn near shitting our pants because we cannot find this paper. Both of our phones were off so we can't call my mom and ask where it is. So at this point I'm worried about my friend being taken in to the station, my mom's car being impounded ('cause guess who can't drive...me!), and how crazy I must look since I went out in pajamas. We kept looking in a panic and never found it.

   Just as we had given up the police officer comes up and says "Young man I'm going to cut you a break" I'm thinking "there is a god who is watching my ass". My friend does get a ticket for improper  passing, the cop gets in his car and leaves. My friend and I sit there for a few minutes in relief and I hug him because that could have ended badly. He sticks the key back in the ignition and we stuck to the back roads for the rest of that 5 minute ride.

   I felt it was important to post this because of the recent police "scandals" for lack of a better word. I was terrified be cause I know my friend has a bit of a temper...he could have said something in the wrong tone and that officer could have been one of those bad guys. I must add that we are both at least half black and even though that shouldn't matter recent events show us it still kind of does. So I guess the morals of the story are....never drive without registration, be extra careful in the rain, don't leave the house in pajamas, there are a few good cops out there and, its not always a black vs. white thing.

                                                                                Until next time,

                                                                                    Jayne Doe

Late Night Thoughts (LNT)

   It's currently 2:07 a.m. and instead of sleeping like a normal person I am up worrying about my future. I'm still so young but the "real world" is just around the corner for me. I am doing what I need to do to make sure I can live well in the near future. Somehow not knowing worries me...and knowing would probably worry me more. 

   I know that seems a little weird but, think about it. You spend your whole life just knowing what's going to happen to you in 5, 10, 15 years. Since you already know you'd feel no need to try new things, get a new hobby, or just do anything outside of your usual routine. You never know what your missing out on. 

  I have a very blurry vision of my life years from now. I see myself in school, working part-time. Possibly living with my current boyfriend. Now that doesn't seem very interesting but, I'm very content with that.

   Life is a crazy thing. Its amazing how one choice, person, sentence, mistake, anything can change your life forever. Some things take a eternity to show a change some take a few moments. So who's to say the good things I'm doing now won't completely alter my vague idea of my future. Anything can happen and, there's no undo button in life. So what do I do to make sure things stay how I see them? 

                           Bye for now,

                            Jayne Doe

Get to know : A Girl Undercover

  I am not new to the blogging world. I've tried this a few times before and just thought about how I might feel if someone stumbled across my blog. Its a big deal to put your thoughts into words and just throw them up for the whole world to see. So here I am with a new more secure blog. I want to not be afraid to speak my mind. I want to be able to open up and have people see me without seeing me. I know this is a cowardly way to think but, I intend for this blog to be very personal and the only way I can do that is by becoming a girl undercover...see what I did there? However on a more serious note I am just a girl who wants her voice to be heard, a girl who wants to escape the world she's living in, more importantly I am a girl who wants to be something other than what people see me as.

   Although I can't tell you too much about me I do want you to know a little something about me. This blog is a way to let people into my little world without the harsh judgement. So here is what I can tell you. I am a 19 year old girl from New Jersey. I am weird and kind of an introvert. People in my town and even in my family have this idea of me that isn't at all what I am. And that's all I can say without giving away my identity.

                     Good-bye until next time,

                             Jayne Doe