drew's amazing.
andmybestfriend.

what kind of girl would be so obsessed with you me at six and all time low?

that'd be me. i'm that girl. jessica's the name, and lying is the game. but lying's not always the game, i didn't lie about my obsession right there. i am obsessed with atl and youmeatsix. i can name all of all time low's song just by hearing it, and i know most of the songs from you me at six.

oh my. here i am trying to "wow" you with some decent first impression and already you think of me as some lying band obsessed teenager. well, you must know there is more to me then that.

like my swagger. and my legit-ness. it's pretty ghetto crazy.

if you're anybody who knows anything, then you'll know i have a mild case of heffaphobia? halfaphobia? i don't know. but i do know i have an irrational fear of being touched. well, i wouldn't say it's irrational. i'd like to think it's rational. as rational as can be. either way, do not, under any circumstances enter my little bubble. i freak the fuck out. ask anybody who's anybody.

that's not always the case. if i'm comfortable enough with you or i'm just comfortable that day, i won't mind. with some i'm comfortable around them all the time, with others it's an on and off thing.

another thing about me; i'm always smiling. well, at least eighty percent of the time. if i smiled one hundred percent of the time, my jaw would need some serious work.

now, i'm not saying that i'm a saint or anything, because i can assure you i am most definitely not even remotely close to being a saint. i've been called a bitch far too many times, i've already lost track. i've lied so many times in my life, i couldn't tell you what was the truth if it was standing right in front of me. i've been grounded because of my anger issues and my attitude. i swear far too much for a girl my age, and sometimes my parents are ashamed of me.

but i'm alright with that.

now if you really know me, you'd know i'm also kind of philophobic. i don't know how this has happened, i think it's because of the whole touching thing, i'm so afraid of people getting close to me physically, that my mind has convinced my body that i'm afraid of people getting close emotionally.

that's pretty logical, right?

of course it is. at least, that's what i tell myself.

sure i've had infatuations, but never have i been infatuated enough for a relationship. besides, i'm stressed out enough. i don't need a boyfriend stressing me out too. plus there's the fact that i haven't found the right guy.

no, not "mr. right" because i'm well aware that he won't be coming around like, ever. i'm talking a guy who could handle me and my moodiness. or the fact that i might put myself before anybody else sometimes. that i might be a demanding, nagging, bitch, but he'll stay long enough to see through that and actually like me because he knows my perks.

yeah. that's gonna happen.

oh, yeah. i'm currently in middle school, and basking in my free health care. which is highly appreciated with all the sprains i've gotten. which leads me to the subject of basketball.

basketball is the whole reason why i have this darn sprained ankle. the same ankle i sprained two times before. once in february again, from basketball, and another time about maybe three years ago from soccer. but basketball is def my favourite sport there is. but that doesn't mean i dislike all the other sports, i'm up for something different.

i like sports. don't hate.

my mind's always in the gutter. and i am not just saying that, because it is exactly as it is. the truth. not it's not exactly eighty year old pedophile dirty, just the whole, oh, yeah, i'm gonna laugh because i can take that sexually. which is pretty much most of the time.

i'm conceited, but i don't consider myself pretty. i haven't met one girl yet who is so self-centered they go around telling people how beautiful they are. i've only ever heard all of my girl friends saying they're 'hideous'. which is far from the truth. so, i'm gonna be one of those annoying girls and tell you i am full on hideous. even if you may think it's a lie, i refuse to depart from denial.

i like denial. it's like a secure, little blanket. you know, one that's so soft and warm you can't help but wrap yourself up with it. and it's pure ecstasy because it's yours and no one else's. and with that blanket you don't have to face the truth. you can convince yourself of anything and everything. it's tainted bliss. your tainted bliss.

but in this case, it's mine.

i'm opinionated and almost always brutally honest, if you ask for my opinion i won't hesitate telling you the truth. if i don't like something, i'll straight up tell you i don't like something. but twenty-five percent of the time i hold it in. not for my sake, of course. i just don't wanna be a bitch all the time. it's a life choice.

i may not say what i really think of you, but i will think it. oh, i will. if you're reading this now, thinking what a terrible human being i must be, think about this. even if you haven't exactly told people off or bitched and moaned about someone behind their back, you're judging me right now. and you hardly even know me.

everybody judges on first impressions. sometimes even appearance alone. i do it, i'm not gonna lie about that. so you can't sit there thinking i'm a complete liar, also everybody's lied. even if it's a small, white lie. a lie is a lie, no matter how much you like to think that it's not.

me. i happen to be a compulsive liar. and i've been one for years, it wasn't until this year that i've admit it.

you've heard about my many flaws. and just like my flaws i have many perks. maybe you'll get to see them one day, maybe you won't. only time will tell.

now continue wondering how i sleep at night.

Sincerely, the most legit bitch there is :]

Urgle Flurg!

There's no movies to watch!

So, I'm gonna go draw on my face with eyeliner and listen to We The Kings!

Peacocks &&Pizza
xo.xo
Jess <3<3

And I Won't Lie, I Wish it Lasted a Life Time

We were careless hearts

Who got caught up in this

I decided to skip the morning of school, and my mother doesn't care one bit! Luckily.

But Erin's making me go to school in the afternoon. I got my straightener semi-working and my hair's semi-straight right now. But I'm sure it'll get wavy later.

Tomorrow I'm going to two dances and then I might be sleeping over at Erin's to celebrate her birthday! So that's three times the fun!

Now, I'm gonna tell you about the Ex!

Well, I went with Drew, Nevada, Megan, and Marden. We went on the Polar Express three times, Niagra Falls three times, Alpine Bobs three times, Pharaoh's Fury twice, I hated that ride so much. It made my stomach drop so badly, but Drew made me go on for a second time.

Marden and I went into this Haunted Mansion, but we got stuck so it was really lame. We went on the Tilta-Whirl twice, The Caterpillar, that thing always gets me pumped up! We also went on the China Dragon, the Fireball, and this ride that we didn't know the name of but made Nevada scream the whole way through. We went on both the Ferris wheels, too.

We also went on these swings that twirl really high, and we were gonna go on the Mega Drop, but we couldn't because we had to leave. And that's all I remember.

Plus, we got asked by these two workers who was better looking, and we all said the one who actually came up to us. Then, Nevada's mom got asked to dinner by this teenager who she bumped into.

It was hilarious!

We also saw Rhea there, and I'm now friend with her little sister! We also saw Ashley M. and Alicia there, too. Trace saw Drew's mom but we didn't see him.

We lost Drew's mom, Megan, and Marden about three times or more, and they lost us about five or six. My hair went all crimped but it still looked sexy. The wonders I can do with my hair on the Polar Express.

Yesterday was the Sportsluncheon and it was really, really boring! And apparently I was supposed to get a certificate for volleyball. I wasn't even in volleyball.

I almost played footsie with this guy named Devin across from me, and he's really tall. Plus he has a clapper, so that makes him cool.

I'm really tired of my room, and my house. I need to get out more, but no, my mom says I go out too much. Pssssssssh!

I'm gonna go watch movies and then get dressed to go to school. I have to give Samantha S. her hug, along with Erin, Melysa, Nevada, and other people.

Peacocks &&Pizza
xo.xo
Jess <3<3

Let's Give Your Mother A Seizure

I've got all of these dreams

All these memories haunting me, Seeking control

It's 10:19AM here, and I'm bored once again.

And for some reason, I smell like baby powder...

I'm watching XIII. I'm not entirely sure what it's about yet.

My brother thinks he's beautiful shirtless. He's not.

He keeps saying Hope and Change over and over again.

Sigh

Sigh

Sigh

Sigh

&&Sigh again

Deja Vu.

Where did the word deja vu even originate from?

I'm thinking of starting a new story. Yes, I know. Again! But I just love writing and this idea popped into my head from this book that I read eleven times, because it was that good.

But it was so worn out, the pages started falling out, so my mom had to throw it out, and I cried. I wore all black that day.

It was a sad day.

But the movie, XIII, also gave me the idea. I could tell you what it's going to be about, but I think I'll let you read it for yourself when I get it posted up.

Actually, screw it. I'm gonna tell you so you can criticize it and tell me how bad it sucks.

And swallows.

Okay.

It's going to be about a girl named Rae-Lynn Victoria Ivory, and she lives in a remote cabin located in British Columbia. She moved there only temporarily. She wanted to escape civilization and clear her thoughts.

Rae-Lynn comes from a rich family. Paparazzi monitoring her every move, every mistake, every blink of an eye.

Recently the paparazzi have written about her very public break-up with her three year long boyfriend. They've tweaked it and made it sound worse then it already was.

So she leaves. She packs her suitcases and leaves. Her parents don't know, the paparazzi is clueless, and everybody is searching for her.

She wanted to stay away from people, she wanted to live on her own, and get away from men. That is until she meets Eric Dawson.

He's famous, a womanizer, arrogant, full of it, yet to-die-for handsome. Definitely something Rae-Lynn didn't need. Except the only problem is, she doesn't know he's famous, and he doesn't even remember the first initial of his name.

He was flying in from Hollywood, after finishing a acting roll for the new movie that everybody's been gushing over. But he ended up in a terrible crash, killing the pilot, co-pilot, and any other passengers on board.

So, yea. I can assure you, the story is going to be much better then the summary. I'm terrible at writing these things, I like getting to the story and just writing that.

You can find it on FictionPress.com, and if it says 403 Forbidden, just keep refreshing until it doesn't say that. I promise you, i happens to me all the time, but I can still get to it. So, yup, I'm off to write it.

Gladiators &&Pumpkin Pies
xo.xo
Jess <3<3

Let's Get Down To... Sponge Bob Squarepants? How'd He Get In There?

That's my future husband.

That's one rad Llama.

Rock &&Roll!

I was watching The Mist, so now I'm afraid a HUNGOVER bug will jump through my window &&eat me.

Whoopsie, daises. I meant to put humungo, but hungover bug sounds so much better.

Sounds like the bug had one crazy night last night.

I know I did. ;) Jaykay!

When I get reincarnated, I wanna be a house bunny! You know, with the tail and all that jazz.

My uncle's uncle is dying!

It's terrible!

So my Uncle Greg, Auntie Eva, and cousin, Angel, might be coming all the way from Calgary to my house!

In gloomy, rainy, ol' Winnipeg.

Winnipeg was actually named after Winnie The Pooh.

Poo.

Lol.

Poop.

Ah, those wonderful perks of immaturity.

I mean, Damn. What's not to adore?

I'm bored.

There's nothing to do at 10:55pm. I should really write, but I really don't want to.

I'm gonna go occupy myself with chatting and attempting to write something.

Here's to hoping!
That Guy Down The Street &&Remote Controls
xo.xo
Jess <3<3

Shnazzle Dazzle!

The X is open today!

And I'm going Thursday the 18th!

OH EM GEE ROFL CHEESE STICKS!

Exams are finally OVER!

The dance is on the 19th!

And I cannot wait!

I'm listening to Fire Burning - Sean Kingston. Not a bad song.

Becca we gotta hang out. We haven't gone for ice cream in like weeks! Scary shit right there.

She get it, pop it, lock it, drop it, that birthday cake

Let's paint the town GANGSTA!

No, seriously. Get me one of those hats that I love so much.

I got 7 minutes until I get to see ma homies, and then I get to try Tay's new iPhone!

OH EM GEE ROFL CHEESE STICKS!

I love that girl. She undeniably amazingly amazing.

You can't beat that.

Pixies &&Dollar Signs!
xo.xo
Jess <3<3