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 :]
Disregard my random title. I just finished reading a post and I started typing all yea like.
I don't even know how hard people partied in 1965.
Ooh! I wanna try that stick that you pass around in a circle, and you like get high from it.
...Yea.
Anyways!
I'm B-O-R-E-D, BORED!
Have you ever been bored enough to do homework?
'Cause I just was. Now I'm on here!
IT'S MY MOMMY'S BIRFDAY TODAY!
I can't say her age, because she doesn't like it. Therefore, I'll just say she's turning 37 or something like that.
My brother might get a job!
I'd love to see him doing that, I can go there and make fun of him to all my heart's desire.
What fun!
And I'll try to mess him up, but that might get him fired, so I won't do that. I'll just annoy him to all my heart's desire, as well.
I think I'm gonna sue my black nail polish company. No chip for 10 days.
Psssh! Yea, right! It's only been one day!
And no, I haven't been picking at them.
WHAT ZEE EFF?!
IT ISN'T EVEN BLACK!
IT'S DARK BROWN!
But it looked black.
Stupid Stupid Store.
I never liked that store!
But I do like their eyeliner. It's tasty!
Just kidding! I don't eat eyeliner, I draw with it. On my mirror. And my brother, and a lot of other things. Even YOU!
Yes, you. The one who's reading this right now. Wait. That'd be me, right now.
Well, whoever reads this after me, and then that person, and then that person, and then-- yea, you get it.
Anyways, I wrote on YOU! With my eyeliner! That's been down my pants!
Hahahahahahaha..haha..ha...ha...ha?
...AWKWARD!
TIME FOR ZEE AWKWARD SILENCE DANCE!
By the way, I was kidding. I don't put anything down my pants, that's not supposed to be there.
Did you know every awkward silence, a gay baby is born?
That's probably not true, but I've raided your closet before!
That's why you can't find... Uhhh... You can't find what you were looking for that wasn't there because I raided your closet and took it!
Does that even make sense?
No I didn't think so.
But I took something, yea, that's right. I'm a theif!
I didn't even spell that right.
But I haven't stolen anything in my life.
SHUT UP JAYNA!
Hellooooooooo. It's Jay here!
Yea, the munchkin is sitting beside me. No offense!
Some taken.
Well, you are short.
Doesn't mean you have to point it out.
You always point out I'm tall.
Because you are.
And you're short. Now that that's settled, let's change zee topic.
Now, as I was saying, I've raided your closet, my nails are dark brown, and my eyeliner is gone.
I gotta put more on later.
LOLLI, LOLLI, LOLLI, LOLLI, LET ME SEE YOU POP THAT BODY!
I like that song. It's goooooooooooooooooooood.
Speaking of gooooooooooooood, wanna know what else is good?
CANDY!
Shut up, Jay! I am not predictable!
Of course you're not.
Well... You're still short! She's rolling here eyes, now she's grabbing one of my large books, now she's walking towards me. I wonder what she's-
She ran out of the room, and I locked her door, and now she's banging on it, trying to get me to open it up.
Phhhht, like that's gonna happen.
By the way, it's Jay.
And yes, she is very predictable, and I gotta go in like 14 minutes, but right now we're gonna go dance wildly to strange music and try to sing along with it.
Lol. I opened the door, and she fell in.
What a clutz.
Heeeeeey! A) You didn't spell that right. And B) You should be talking!
Yea, whatever.
Bye, bye!
-Jay.
XOXO
Jessica <3s you!
And she's in your room, waiting to pounce, and then rape you!
For the record, Jay added that. I wouldn't rape anybody.
I'm still only 12!
On the other hand, Jayna might.
WOULD NOT!
'Course you wouldn't.
Anyways, Jessica still <3s you!
And Jayna's gonna rape you in your dreams!
Tee hee!
OH MY GAWD!
HE IS SOOOOOOOOO DOWN RIGHT SEXII!
But not as down right sexii as my hair.
Lol.
But I was watching this basket ball thing at lunch and he was there!
In shorts.
A shirt with no sleeves.
And he PLAYED!
And they lost control f the ball, and it came right towards me, and I actually saw up his shirt.
Whoops, too much information.
But still.
DOWN.
RIGHT.
SEXXII!!
That's all, I don't feel like writing lots so I'm gonna go
xoxo
Jessica <3s you!
Maybe you, but not you.
Because your not CHRISTIAN!
Kidding!
I love everybody-ish.
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeees!
But you gotta be Christian for me to squeal over you.
TAA TAA FOR NOW!
How old are you?
12 , gonna be 13 in February 2010
What is your favorite color?
Lime green, red, blue, and black (I know it's a shade!)
What's your favorite music?
Rock, some rap, some hip-hop, screamo, heavy metal, and a bunch more.
When is your birthday?
February 7th, baby!
What is something you would never go against?
Umm, a lot?
What's the most recent thing that scared you?
Um....OH! When my friend Brenden sneaked up on me in science and grabbed my arm, and I accidently screamed and got us both in trouble... Good times.
Do you drink?
Yes, of course I do. I allllllways get drunk. Of course not!
Do you smoke?
Maaaaaaaybe. Just kidding, no. I wouldn't do that, my teeth would be all yucky.
What's your favorite book?
I have a lot of those.
What's your favorite pass-time?
Talking and hanging out with my friends.
Who is your roll model?
Truthfully, my brother. Don't tell him I told u that.
What's something you regret?
A lot of things.
The worst insult you've heard?
I've heard insults, just none of them has made it to the top of my list.
What's your current hair color?
A really, really, really dark brown.
What color do you want to make your hair?
I like it this way.
Do You have a middle name?
Yes.
Do you have any pets?
1 kitty who has his own TV series!
What's your biggest fear?
Spiders, bugs, a lot more.
What's the biggest mistake you've made?
I've made a lot of those.
What's your favorite number?
SEVEN, SEVEN, SEVEN, SEVEN!
What's the thing that most annoys you?
My brother. 'Nough said.
Who is your favorite cousin?
I dunno
What are your current thoughts?
LOL, LOL, LOL, JUMPY, JUMPY, JUMPY, CANDY, JOLT, CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTIAN!
What's your favorite food?
Lasagna and ice cream.
What's the worst food?
A lot.
How long are your showers?
30 minutes to 45 minutes.
How long does it take to fix your hair?
Depends. If I'm blow drying my hair, at least 2 hours.
Who was the last friend you saw?
Nakiah
Who's your weirdest friend?
Hard to narrow down
Who's your shortest friend?
Jayna
Who's your most random friend?
Erin and little ol' moi.
Who's the tallest friend you have?
Me.
Who's your most bi-polar friend?
Hmmm, none really. Unless it's their "time".
Who's your craziest friend?
Erin and little ol' moi.
Who's your best friend?
A lot of my friends.
Which friend annoys you most?
Nakiah
Who's the friend you want to meet up with right now?
Errrrrrrrin! And Mommy Maddie!
Who's your most depressed friend right now?
I dunno.
Who's the nicest friend you have?
Madison. She has no mean bone in her body. Unless she's playing around.
Who's the friend that creeps you out sometimes?
A lot of them. Lol.
Who's the friend you relate to the most?
Rebecca, Erin, Madison, and Ammmmmmmber!
Who's the friend you tell your problems to?
Rebecca, Amber, and sometimes Mommy Maddie!
Who's the friend that gets you angriest?
I'm a pretty relaxed person, but definitely Nakiah.
TAA DOW!
YOU JUST LEARNED A LOT ABOUT ME!
DIDN'T YOU?
I think you did.
[X] I like skinny jeans(I wear them almost everyday! Tee hee!)
[X] Music is life.
[x] you have written /wrote poetry/song lyrics before.(Attempted to. Unless...Does the frog, dog, log, and fog one count?)
[x] My hair covers part of my face
[] wear band shirts
[] I know who Jeffree Star is. (Never heard of 'im)
[] I wear/wore converse (i wish! :P)
[X] I wear/wore vans.
[X] I wear/wore eyeliner(I wear it all the time, Bizatches! Just kidding, but I do wear it all the time.)
[x] I have/had/want my lip pierced
[X] I listen to The Used
[X] I am lost without a CD player/iPod/mp3
[] I have/had thick rimmed glasses.
[X] I have no issues with bi/gay people
[] I hate the president. (Does Canada even have one?)
[] I have/had a Mohawk.
[x] I've worn black nail polish
[X] I like slipknot
[] I hate where I live.
[x] Black is a good color(love it)
[X] Right now I am listening to music
[] I know what hxc means.(what the heck is that? Is that some sort of Hex?)
times your result by 10 and re-post as "I'm __% Emo"
HAPPY ST.PATRICK'S DAY!
Now I'm gonna go eat Peanut Butter.
Taa Taa for now!
xoxo
Jessica <3s you!
No, not you, the guy beside you!
Just kidding, I love everybody-ish.
In the non-intimate way, thank you very much.
Byeeeeeeeees!
I read something my friend wrote just now and I feel like such a bitch.
I am the WORST friend ever. I can't believe I did that to her.
When I was done reading it, I re-read it again and again, just to know I have proof of how much a bitch I really am.
I know you can't be perfect, but what I did and what I am doing is just hitting below the belt. Especially for me.
I really want to apologize to her, but I know it won't make anything better. But it's so hard for me. I can't give anything away about her, because I know she'll find out who she is and just say it's okay.
But it's NOT OKAY!
And she'll say I'm not a bitch.
But I AM!
I don't get how I could do this to her. Especially since it's HER.
Once I finished reading it, and re-reading it, I felt like I'd been beaten and I became really dizzy, light-headed, and it felt like my whole world had been turned upside down.
I know.
That line is really over-used but it really explains how I felt.
Everything was crooked, upside down, or just plain ol' disconfigured.
I truly feel so bad, and it's really bad that it happened about two days ago, and I just found about now.
I feel so shallow, and so...fake, I guess.
Anyways, I should get going, Erin's gonna be here soon.
Bye.
