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 :]
De ja vu.
LAWLLAWLLAWLLAWLLAWLLAWLLAWLLAWL!
I am very bored today. TOMORROW I MIGHT BE GOING OVER TO BUBBLES HOUSE! LIKE WHOA!
But I have to "behave" or else I'm not going.
THE HOTTEST QUESTION OF THE WEEK TIME!
Yes, I'm starting one of those.
Anyways, here it is:
Do you like bananas, I know I do!
As you can see, I am a very bored person right now. Spring break isn*t as fun as it*s supposed to be. My keyboards being a bizatch. Itès going all french on me. Like É is a question mark. é is / and è is the little thing that*s supposed to go where that star is.
Yea, therefore I HATE MY DADDY*S KEYBOARD!
Yes, I am using my Papi*s computer.
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Anyways, I*m gonna go before this french drives me INSANE.
BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!
xoxo
Jessica '3s you!
WHAT THE HELLé!
THIS LITTLE PIECE OF @#?@ JESUS $%?!&%@ CHRIST! GODD!@*$% $&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&#*!
Did I mention how much I hate this?
Oh noooooooooow it decided to work!
I hope this mother #@&$*!@ DROWNS!
Remember kids; Jessica is not a violent or angry person.
BYEEEEEEE!
Uh. Yea. About the title, oddly, I am feeling very, very, very perverted.
Why, you may be asking. Personally, I don't know why. All I know is I am!
YAY FOR PERVERTED-NESS!
Little people had a parade for me.
Wow. I guess I'm feeling random too.
Their fault they asked me if I wanted one. Little kids need to know better.
I'M GOING TO GET A NEW STERIO! And I didn't spell that right. =(
OHHHHHHHHH WELL!
WHIPPED CREAM!
There are so many perverted things I could say about that. Like the fact that it's used by women, and they put it on the male's--
OKAY!
Enough of that, or else this thing will turn into a s-- Ooh! I wonder how many perverted things I could say in a sentence!
Let's give this 3 shots, shall we??
1) If you put a very large thing in a very small hole, the hole might break, and then stuff will--
Tee hee! I'm not gonna finish that.
2) If you put your tongue--
'Ya know what, that's a little-- well a lot over PG13, so I'm not gonna finish that either.
3) When you put your fingers in bad places, you get dicsiaplined.(I'm a terrible speller person)
The third one is my favorite, right now. I should go now, me and mommy are gonna go pick up the new sterio!
Now, what have we learned today?
We've learned the Jessica says things that are very naughty, and she'd bang a dead guy as long as he's Heath Ledger.
Whoa.
Too much information.
But it just so happens to be true. ;)
KIDDING!
Gawd. I'm not gonna commit crimes. Although, if it wasn't illegal-- never mind!(JK, JK)
xoxo
Jessica <3s you!
TAA TAA FOR NOW!
HUGS AND KISSES!
AND THEN--
I'm not even gonna go there.
BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!
That's right. I'm gonna go all High School Musical on 'yo asses butts. Wanna know why??
'CAUSE IT'S SPRING BREAK, BIZATCH!
WHAT TIME IS IT?! SPRING BREAK TIME! IT'S MY VACATION!
I have a whole frickin' week of sleeping in, doing absolutely nothing, shopping, "bonding" with my family, talking to my friends, and updating on stories, or my worlds.
Speaking of stories, WE HAD A TALENT SHOW AT MY SCHOOL!
And these two girls who were sitting in front of me, Megan, Drew, and Kyleen, kept giving me, Kyleen, and Megan dirty looks because we kept talking and laughing.
At one point, I was like, "What?" and then the blonde bizatch was like "Can you please be quiet?" in a sickly sweet voice, and then Kyleen's like, "Why?" then the brunette bizatch was like, "Because it's annoying." so I'm like, "Get used to it."
Soooooooooo, just to piss them off, we got louder.
Which caused the dirty looks to proceed more often. Then they start whispering and shnitzel, so I say, "Shut the fudge up." [I didn't actually use fudge, I used a more offensive word.]
So they give me another dirty look, so I give them the finger.
FUN!
They really picked the wrong bizatch to fu-- mess with.
Anyways, the talent show was actually decent. Boring. But decent.
And Brian Fiddlesticks is actually good at singing. Who knew.
I'm not even gonna talk about lunch, because that was a pissy moment for me. You do one little accident, and suddenly everybody blames you. So I'm all quiet and shizsticks, and Erin keeps asking me "What's wrong? What's wrong? I know something's wrong." I just kept denying it, seeing as she wouldn't wanna hear it anyways.
Sometimes, she can really be one of the kind of girls I really do hate.
See, this is why I prefer guys over girls.
A) They're not all up in your face. While girls usually are.
B) They can take a joke, without giving you a "look" and saying it was disgusting. While girls just give you a look and say it was disgusting.
C) They cause less drama. While most girls live for it.
D) They're really helpful in the boy department. While girls make random guesses.
E) They don't tell you every little detail of their relationships. While girls usually do.
F) And --for me especially-- they're easier to talk to. While --again, for me-- girls aren't. They either don't wanna hear it, or normally don't care.
Of course, not all girls are like this, but most of the girls I know are. Well, at least a little over half the girls I know. Which happens to be quite a few. Either way, it's really annoying.
Most of all, Erin hasn't changed a bit!
I love her to death, and she's just like my sister, but sometimes she can really be just a pain in the a-- neck. I mean, I don't care about Brenden that way, and I don't need to know about your kisses or hugs!
Jesus.
And really. Do you truly have to have the same best friends I do. And do you have to call Matty, Matty because I started?
I like being original, and she should try it too.
My brother disagrees, and I'm sure some of my friends would too, but I've noticed a pattern with her.
It all happened in grade 3, when I actually did have a crush on her now boyfriend. [When I look back on it, it's REALLY gross.]
When I started liking him, about a week later, she told me she did too. In grade 5 I liked this guy named Noah. And about a couple days later, she tells me she likes him too.
Get it?
Yea.
Seriously, it's really annoying to know every detail about her relationship, and anything else I truly don't care about.
I'm even frickin' blunt about it!
But she doesn't notice it.
But I still do love her to death.[As a sister] Even if sometimes she's a pain.
xoxo
Jessica <3s you!
Whoa.
Just whoa.
Leah and Matty broke up like last week, and Matty accidently texted her and asked her if she was on crack and now he hates her!
And I just found out about it today!
From Robbie too!
Apparently Leah was cheating on Matty with Connor M. Tsk, tsk. But I laughed at what Matty accidently did, I mean Leah is a bizatch. Though, she;s very quiet. But when she isn't she's really bitchy mean. Therefore, I don't like her.
I'm also really mad at my hair today. And I'm CRAZY nervous for tomorrow, because I present my Heritage Fair that's worth half my whole grade! And if I don't pass, I'll fail, and if I fail, I'll be screwed, and if I'm screwed, I'll be dead!
OH NO!
So, yup. CRAZY NERVOUS!
Anyways, I've been getting mixed signals from some of my guy friends. It's not that I like them like that, but it's confusing. I mean, one minute they're all buddy-buddy, then they're all touchy and... Friendly. If you get what I'm laying down.
I LOVE SAYING THAT!
But, yea. Complicated.
Anyways, my day was A-OK!
OH!
Except for this one thing Mr. Tester said. He's my shops teacher.
Well anyways, I was cutting my wood but I accidently did this thing with the wood and I might've had to start over, but luckily me and Mr. Tester saved it!
Not my point, though.
See, he had to cut it for me. And I was all jumping up and down, and being hyper as I usually am, and then Becky's like, "Aren't you excited." And then Mr. Tester says, "She likes it when the teacher does all the work." So then I get a nasty thought, and almost burst out laughing, but I'm sure he would've caught on and got mad at me. So then when we were done, I go over to Becky and laugh my ass butt off.
And then Becky told me she mumbled, "I'm sure she does." After he said that.
So then I hit her, because of what she said, and I don't think she meant it appropriately. So then I say, "That's not appropriate, Missy!" And then I tell Mommy Maddie, and Erin, and they laugh, and then we ate Pocky, but I ate it very nasty. And Mommy Maddie started laughing, and Erin didn't get it until I did it for a second time.
So, yea. That was lunch.
Uhm, nothing much else. Except the mixed signals, and me laughing at some small guy who fell in the hallway. It was funny!
xoxo
Jessica <3s you!
But not awkward love,
'cause that'd be weird.
Byeeeeees!
TAA TAA FOR NOW!
OH MY GAWD! ERIN HAD HER FIRST KISS TODAY!
WITH BRENDEN TOO!
WHOA!
Don't tell her I told any of you.
FIIIIIIIINALLY!
Tomorrow is Tuesday, everything will finally be done with and it's almost Spring Break!
MATTY!
Sorry, I've been calling my friend Matthew(Mat) Matty since, well, I think two weeks ago.
Matty's decided to start calling Erin Sabrina, 'cause he forgot her name.
But anyways, BRENDEN HAS A BIG BED, GLOW IN THE DARK TOYS, AND ERIN AND HIM PLAY WITH THEM IN THE DARK!
At his house...
On his big bed...
Who knows what they're doing!
Matty came up with that, and I added 'Who knows what they're doing!' and then Erin hit me. And Brenden didn't get it.
How naive.
ANYWHO'S!
I AM OFFICIALLY UNSTRESSED AND SHIT!
I have done my happy dance about 607 894 389 238 326 389 001 times!
I'm not entirely sure if that's a number buuuuuuuuuuuut, I LIKE IT!
Now I gots to goes!
Remember kids; It's organism, not orgasm!
Now, Big Bear, what have we learned today?
BB: We've learned that Jessica is terrible at math, she can hardly spell or say organism, she laughs at about anything, she can't say sorry to her brother with a straight face, annnnnnnnnnnnd I'M A STUFFED BEAR! I CAN'T TALK, GODDAMMIT!
Well, then. How rude.
Byeeeeeeeeeeeees!
Jessica <3s you!
Ish.
AND BUBBLES! WHERE ART THOU?!
Translation; WHAT THE EFF?! WHERE WERE YOU TODAY?!
I DIDN'T GET TO YELL IN YOUR FACE ALL DAY!
'Ya know, in that loving and hyper active way.
LSLIO!
LOVE U BUBBLES!(Sisterly way, people.)
OOH!
JAYNA WHAT HAVE WE LEARNED TODAY?! (She's on the phone. SpEAker, BAbY!)
Jay: That Jessica can actually type and talk at the same time! But she still can't spell!
Gee, thanks Jay. You make me feel, oh so very good about myself. (I actually said that to her.)
Jay: I know, right??
Jeez, what great friends I have. <---- SARCASM!
Just kidding, I still love all my friends! But Jayna's the shortest out of all of them! AND MOMMY MADDIE GOT BRACES!
And Matty's a creeper. <---- Erin's words exactly.
Byeeees!
Jessica still <3s you,
even though you might think she's a bit retarded!
And maybe insane.
Either way,
IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!
Bleh.
I hate jelly, it's all jiggly and gives me dirty thoughts.
TEE HEE!
I'M A PERVERT!
That's why I'm looking in your bedroom window right now.
Yea.
I'm a creeper.
BYE! <3
