Super Jessie

It’s Saturday!

How we should rejoice for the weekend. It’s the best time of the week. For the main reasons that everyone generally leaves the house for hours on end, giving me chance to lurk on the internet, and also because it means no school for two days. Huzzah!

Apparently Valentine’s day is creeping up. Another day of looking uncomfortable and bored while all the popular people around you get showered with gifts etc. it makes me sick. Also, my best friend in Wiltshire’s birthday is soon. Eeek! I haven’t got her a present as I’ve just spent the last of my money buying a DVD, and I can’t be bothered to go out shopping anyway, plus I still owe her Christmas presents. I have a mug with hot chocolate mix, and a slab of pretty looking soap all wrapped up and everything, but I have the smallest suspicion it won’t fit through the letter box. Dammit.

Oh yeah, I keep forgetting to mention- thankyou to everyone who complimented me and my diary not long ago- I appreciate it muchly.

Eugh, I feel like crap today. It started off not long ago when I got an itch in my throat, and now it’s getting worse and worse, and today I woke up sounding like a gay man. Not the Will Young style- the fat gay man from work experience style. Eugh. My Dad just laughed at me when I first attempted to speak. Ho well. I don’t know whether Kim will be able to phone me tonight after all. You can still try though!

My puppet theatre’s frame should me made today by Dad. He better do it… the complete coursework is due on Thursday next week, including the frame.

I’ve just realised. I’m in my Mum and Dad’s ensuite typing this. I was going to get shower and then saw the laptop (it’s a family one) sitting on their bed, so I took it and plugged it into a socket and here I am now, sitting on the lovely carpeted floor of their ensuite, typing merrily away. It’s a hard life. My shower will just have to wait a while. Heh, I’ve abandoned Watson and Stanley again. I’m meant to be looking after tham, but meh, they’ll cope.

I forgot to mention also, that I’m friends with Amy again! And also, that the other day my Mum came home from her best friend’s house with a bag of clothes her daughter didn’t want or fit into. Now normally we would turn our nose up at this, but Laura has such cool clothes. She goes to college meaning she picks what she wants without having her mum peering over her shoulder and making comments on what you like, and suggestions of what “every girl wears these days”. So anyway, my sister was allowed to root around in the bag first and pick what she anted and fitted her, then it was my joyous turn! I got: a shoestring top (see-through black, with blue underneath), dark blue denim jeans with black lace at the top, a very stretchy long black dress (down to the ankles) with majorly big slits at the sides, and a cool dress going just below the knees, with a see-through black top and blue sequin thing below, and a ruffled front bit. I LOVE that dress! The stretchy black one is a bit… meh on me, so I might give it to someone it would fit better.

I’ve just been down to Watson- he’s got such a bloody big mouth! I gave him a treat, and then when he had his back turned to drink out of his water bowl, I legged it back upstairs so he didn’t notice I’d gone. Hehehe…

Oh- now that my msn messenger doesn’t work *snarls*, I’ve found an alternative. I’ve put it in my template where it says ‘chat to me’ or something. It takes you to the Johnny Depp fansite, in the chat room bit. If I’m ever online you might find me in there under the name ‘under-shadow’. How odd I chose that name… :o)

Well, I’ve forgotten what else I was gonna say, so I’ll be off- one last thing though- anyone that sent me an email titled ‘about moi’. Thankyou for replying! I notice how many amswers mentioned Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom. Heh- “what do I generally do outdoors”. Someone’s answer- “stalk Orlando Bloom”. Scary how true it could be…

Actually, I meant two last things. Rachel’s brother’s girlfriend’s friend apparently lives down the road from Orlando. Argh! I would be jealous but I think Rachel said she’s never seen him. So meh!

Be nice, buy me a laptop, and a Hobbit

written on 2004-02-07@10:52 a.m.

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