Super Jessie

Naw naw naw naw...

So I’ve changed my template now and I received many responses. To sum it up people said “oooh, nice! But you lose sight of Johnny thanks to all my boring long entries”. So, thanks to my new friend aud-girl it’s sorted so I have a scroll bar to see the rest of my entry. Yay! Thankyou m’dear :o)

I got shoes yesterday. I know, it’s extraordinary. I spent ten quid on two hunks of leather. But they’re so pretty! And gah- seven and a half centimetres tall. Yes, I measured the heels. That’s three inches in imperial. Everytime I wear them I love them more and more. Eeeeaaahhh!!! Emma got the same ones, but she bought them before me. I wandered around for an hour and a half contemplating on whether to buy them or not, and then I did. To differ them from Emma’s though, I stuck some little diamante things on. They look even prettier now! I really shouldn’t be so excited about a pair of shoes costing a tenner, but meh.

I also bought two bus tickets and a bag of eight bitesize cookies from ‘Millies’. Yesterday was surely fun. I went out with Emma, Amy and Kelly into Cambridge. The bloody bagpipe man was there again. Will he ever go away? I growled everytime we walked past him. Then some sad girls ran up to him and poured a load of coins into his tin saying how wonderful he was or something. Eugh, could they be any further from the truth? He needs to be shot in his knobbly knees.

I watched ‘Ned Kelly’ earlier, as I’d borrowed it from Emma. It’s so sad when tDan Kelly and Was-his-name shoot themselves in the head. Orlando had a cool death. And he looked quite sexy, even if the sideburns and beardy thing looked a bit dodgy.

I’m thinking of buying ‘Ed Wood’ on DVD, but I’ve not seen it. What’s it like people?

Damn. We have only four days left until we have to go back to school. Oh well, at least we had a holiday. I don’t think the private schools in Cambridge got a half term. Muahahahahaha!

Right, well I’m gonna shove some links into my template methinks.

Can’t wait till Amy’s dinner tomorrow! It’s her birthday as well, so I bought her something nice. Well actually; she bought it, and I paid her back. Either way, she’s got a present she likes. There’s just a lack of card now. I said I’d make her one, as it’s the thought that counts. Heh heh…

written on 2004-02-19@1:55 p.m.

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