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 :]

Andy Sandberg Rocks My World

Justyn tried to hold me and Tay's hands during french! And Matty was like "Justyn, we're in public."

...Good times.

I'm watching Handjob. No I'm jaykaying with you, I'm watching Hancock. Will Smith is awesomely amazingly spectacularly wonderfully purple! No, he's really awesomely amazingly spectacularly wonderfully coolio!

Ice Ice Baby!

My belly button's and innie!

I love the Rolling Stones' Logo. It's H-A-W-T!

I was watching MTV Movie Awards 2009 and Andy Sandberg was amazingly funny! So was the Keyboard Cat. That was completely and utterly orgasmic.

I think my life is beginning to get duller. Or I'm getting duller. But damn, life is shit sometimes, but it can also be the shit at times too.

My mother is pissed off at me. I'm not allowed to go anywhere until it all blows over. Hopefully it blows over by the time I go to the X with Drew Berry.

I might be going to Nakiah's on Saturday if my mom's not mad still. Then we'll watch Haunting in Connecticut. That's the shnazzl dazzle.

Errrrrrrrrrin dared me to go up to some random hot guy on the sidewalk, and ask him if he sparkles. I'm glad to say I did do it, but he said no. So that was sad.

It was funny though. Especially when I dared her to give some girl the call me sign and then wink. Oh, what fun times. Too bad she didn't do it. I did it to Tay, though.

She laughed because of what happened on Saturday.

I'm printing out pictures of my friends for french. Bec, I need yours. But make sure it's appropriate because it has to be PG13!

I'm off to find a decent picture of my brother!
So that might take a while.
.xo.xo.
Jessica &&Hearts <3<3

You're an Ugly Muffin! And You're a Donkey That Has Downs!

I was at a hospital from 9pm to 3am. I was very, very restless and tired and I was swearing my ass off. Not to mention I was threatening to burn the whole hospital to the ground.

I'm no Little Miss Sunshine when I'm tired.

Anyways, I'm taking off the morning because I needed more sleep. I can't live off of only 3.

Be who you wanna be! B-A-R-B-I-E! Barbie Hoe!

See what I did there?

Instead of girl it's hoe. Get it? LOL! I crack myself up all the time!

But really. Barbie's a hoe.

I can do it, too! With Can Do!

But nobody can do it like I can.

Troublesum Shika (AKA Becca) is a toilet plunger.

And Blood Moon Wolf (AKA Amby) is a noodle.

It's official starting today.

I'm bored, tired, and sick. Kinda sucks.

I actually thought I was gonna die in the hospital last night. No, seriously, for the majority time that I was there my only thoughts were, 'I'm going to die.' and I'm pretty sure I heard a guy say he might have AIDs. So that's not good.

OHMYGAWD! A BIRD!

The window's open and my cat's scratching at it trying to get the bird. What a silly geese!

Anywho, I'm off to eat something.
Or drink something.
Toodle Loo, my Bitches!
JAYKAY!
.xo.xo.
Jessica &&Hearts <3<3

Let's Get Flexible!

Lol.

Ash's partay was fun! And funny!

Drew and Tay got married there, and I got a picture of Tay doing the call me sign. I also got a picture of her dancing to the Howdown Throwdown. It's fwickin' hilarious!

When we went to Banentyn or however that school is spelled, I made a new BFFFFFL! He helped me in Grounders. But I still don't know his name.

Tay said he was flirting with me. But, c'mon he was 9 for Pete's Sake! Or ten maybe. But he was younger then me, I could tell.

We also had ice cream cake! And me and Tay are one big happy family, in fact, we love each other SO much we can't go five minutes without insulting each other. We're just that close.

Madison thought we were constantly high. And apparently, me and Judtyn flirt with each other in class all the time.

I didn't even know we did.

What else?

Don't eat squirrels!

They're your friends!

Unless they have rabies. That's a different story.

I need therapy. Funny how I can't even spell that without using spell check.

My hair is HOT!

I looked like a gangster yesterday. I was using my hood and Rhea's shutter shades! I need to get me a new pair of those. Or find my brother's.

I'm gonna post pictures on Facebook later!

Skinny jeans are not good for gymnastics. And I need new sweats, my other ones are way too big on me.

Masturb-- ite!

Yea. Let's go with that.

Bourke said condom. Holy shnazzle dazzle I couldn't top laughing.

I'm gonna marry and AC and have air conditioner babies. Me and Tay love each other! Just not in the way you're thinking.

Tomorrow's Monday, then it's Tuesday then I get my internet and my hair thinned! All in one day! I am going to be haaaaaaaappy and high.

Old men will gang up on you, and gangbang you.

They will, I swear they will.

I went all James Bond in the hallways of Strathmillan. Good times.

Anywho, I'm off to write!
Toodle Loo!
.xo.xo.
Jessica &&Hearts <3<3

Put Your Hands Up in The Air &&Wave 'Em Like You Just Don't Care

I'm goin' to Ash's partay in 85 minutes and 43 seconds. Or something like that. I'm still listening to The New Cities, and my brother's being gay again.

It's kinda sad.

But funny, nonetheless.

I got so bored after my shower I went crazy with baby powder and my mom's make-up. It took me 30 whole minutes to get all of it off. But it was all worth it because it was fun!

I'm thinking about calling my new story The Boy Across The Street instead of the whole The Boy Next Door. That seems so overused.

I have Facebook!

And my BFFFFFFFFFFLZIOLKJSWQV only knows me 16% GASP!

Oh well, I still love her.

Besides, Taylor D. knows me 0% so she beat her. Tay knows me 50% and Ashley M. knows me 33%, so far Tay's winning.

I smell nice. Because I just got out of the shower.

My mom doesn't like doors!

Me and Drew finished a whole container of fudge ice cream. Drew ate more, my brother called us fatties, but he should really look in a mirror once in a while.

He joined football. He looks funny in his equipment. LMFAO!

I know we’re stuck inside a dead end countdown,
With no communication.
Straight down, we’re drowning in the respiration.
We’re lost beneath the surface.

Let's go on a killing spree!

No I'm jaykaying with you. That'd be second degree murder. How do I know it's second degree?

Simple.

I searched it up using my buddy, the internet!

Good stuff right there. Plus, the internet is always loyal to me. It never back stabs. Neither does Wikipedia.

Hum, hum, hum, hum, hum.

I'm bored. I should probably get ready for the party, but I still have like a full hour.

Too bad I'm not allowed to swear, so I'll be saying Shnazzle Dazzle and Fudgecicles instead.

So, I'm gonna write a few chapters for my new stories.
Toodles!
.xo.xo.
Jessica &&Hearts
WAVE 'EM LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE!

Let's Make a Scene!

I'm currently listening to Dead End, Countdown - The New Cities. Good stuff.

I've been sick since Sunday but I've been eating more fruit! But then again, I'm skipping meals, so that's not good. Buuuuuuut, I got Becky to write, and I've made up my mind, I'm trying out for basketball with Drew!

I've made a quiz on myself. I'll paste it on here and you have to try to get them right!

1) What's my favourite colour?
a) Blue
b) Red
c) Lime Green
d) Silver
e) Purple

2) What's my favourite song?
a) Vegas - All Time Low
b) Waking Up In Vegas - Katy Perry
c) We Made You - Eminem
d) I'm On A Boat - The Lonely Island
e) Just Dance - Lady Gaga

3) My favourite flavour of ice cream is ________.
a) Chocolate
b) Cotton Candy
c) Bubblegum
d) Strawberry
e) Vanilla

4) What am I scared of?
a) Spiders & Bugs
b) Old men
c) Heights
d) Rats
e) Germs

5) I use ______ the most.
a) Mascara
b) Eyeliner
c) Lipgloss
d) Eye shadow
e) Blush

6) My favorite sport to watch is ________.
a) Basketball
b) Baseball
c) Football
d) Hockey
e) Soccer

TRY IT! I dare you.

Hm, what else?

Well, my mommy took away my internet for a week, so I'm stuck on my dad's computer. I won't get it back until Tuesday. Sad, sad stuff.

I watched The Uninvited with Jay yesterday and then I screamed, made her jump and made the Oreos go everywhere! It was funny.

We also got baby powder all over each other and on Midnight.

Tyler J.'s hair is HOT!

Tyler's my brother's friend and his hair is almost as luscious and shiny as Justyn's!

I'm thinking about starting another story, and this one won't have any vampires in it, sadly. Drew's haircut is crazy pretty. I lover her hair.

I'm done all my final projects in social and LA! I'm so happy about that and the fact that it's Friiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiday!

I <3 MOD. Hot stuff right there.

I gotta go get Chris from Football Camp with Mother Dearest.
Yes, I am kissing up to her.
.xo.xo.
Jessica &&Hearts