GET OUT OF MY GUMS WISDOM TOOTH!

Well, looks like I got me a wisdom tooth.
Rer.
I am very angry about this.
I am mad at this wisdom tooth for it will not allow me to eat.
This may sound strange.
But I do not like ice cream anymore.
I could do well if i never had ice cream ever again
All I want is like.. a nice subway sandwich.
Or a crunchy taco.
Not ice cream.
WHO WANTS ICE CREAM?
Nooot me.
And would everyone please just not talk to me?
Really, it hurts to talk. Like, a lot.
So please do not start conversations with me
I would rather stub my toe.

As if it isn't Rude Enough...

This alien seems to have invited another alien friend to my party!!!!
I HATE THIS ALIEN.

It's not a cold sore, it's an alien living in my lip.

Raahhh.
Seriouslyyy.
But it wasn't a cold sore I don't think.
It was from when I hit myself in the face with duct tape.
*sigh*


I am very sad.

I suggest everyone be nice to me.

Or I will touch you with my freaking cold sore.

PEOPLE. are aggravating.


>:


the end.

I am sick and I really dislike everyone asking me questions.

like.. why weren't you in school?
WHY THE HECK DO YOU THINK I WOULDN'T BE IN SCHOOL!!!

I'M SICK DAGNABIT!!!!
SO LEAVE ME ALOOOONNNEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Oh, by the way.

Look, these are little dancing circle men.

(<..>) (^..>) (>..>) (>..<) (^..^)


(<^^>) - that one is either very happy, or asian. :)

My sister made Muffins.

Would you like a braaaan muffin?

Mer her her..
I love this web site.
http://muffinfilms.com

Go. Look at the speaking muffins.
This one is my favorite.
http://muffinfilms.com/psst.html

It's just... soo.... muffiny. :)

And they are bald muffins.

Meaning.. muffins with no hair.


OH AND BY THE WAY.
I HATE YOU SPAMMERS!!!
YOU CAN STOP COMMENTING NOW. BECAUSE I HATTEEEE YOOOOOUU.
ESPECIALLY YOU JEROME JACKSON!
THAT'S A DUMB NAME FOR A SPAMMER TOO.
JEROME JACKSON.
WHAT ARE YOU THINKING CRAZY?!
GOOD GRIEF.
SPAMMER, WOULD YOUR MOTHER BE PROUD?
I THINK NOT.
GO TRADE IN YOUR SPAM AND BUY A BRAIN.
PLEASE AND THANK YOU.
have a nice day everyone.
everyone - JEROME JACKSON WHO I DISLIKE WITH THE STRONGEST OF PASSIONS. I DON'T CARE IF YOU CAN'T READ THIS. I JUST HOPE ALL OF YOUR INTERNET HAIR FALLS OUTTTTT!!!! eviiiilllll

GOOD LORD IN HEAVEN ABOVE.

MY LEGS HURTTTTT
You wouldn't think that just walking for a while would hurt so bad.
But ooooh it does.
My legs hurt like the burning of a million suns
And yeah.. I basicly just hurt.

I always feel bad when I am walking and then pass people.
It seems like I am saying HAH I AM BETTER THEN YOU BECAUSE I CAN WALK FAST!
But I'm not.....
So if I ever walk past you, I'm not saying I am better... I am saying you walk to slow.

When children start driving, it seems that something goes off in parents.
I know my friends mom FREAKS when she is drivng.
And she's a pretty good driver.
It's just so funny to watch her mom freak out at little things.
I am going to let my kid loose so they learn on their own.
MER HER HER.
Nah... maybe that's a little too mean.

Teeheehee.

III LOOOVVVEEE TOOO WALKKK.
it has really become my favorite past-time.
I shall be know as "girl who walks hill at exactly the same time everyday."
Now I am an indian too.
Woo hoo.

peanut, peanut butter and jelly, and jelly.

MMMMM.
I say i want a sandwich.
And i say some one should make me one, so i don't have to make it. :)
I would like a turkey sandwich, with lettuce and mustard and mayo on white bread. with pickles. lots and lots of picklesss...

Tee ha ha.

I wish I had a goldfish.
I would take care of it and it would never die.

The whole hill smelled like a barbecue today.
It was amazing.

I have decieded to explain the whale that i posted early.
Because obviously, none of you are wise.

(>'^<)
^
Mouth

(>'^<)
^Eye.
(>'^<)
^ fin.

(>'^<)
^tail.


DO YOU SEE KNOW!!

It makes total sense.
You know what has happened.
The billy side of your brain has deteriorated.
Let me elaborate o this:

There once was a boy named billy.
Billy LOVED to draw.
Especially when it was picture day at school.
Every friday, he would bring a wagon full of crayola's and you would hear this eee eee ee, the squeeking of the wheels.
Everyone would think "ooh yay, it's billy!!!"
Because everyone loved the pictures billy drew.
He was creative and would used every color from macaroni to tickle me pick. in his drawings.
His class would pick 3 pictures out of the whole class' that were the best, and billy's always made it in.
Eventually, they made a whole section for billys pictures, just because they were so good.
But then, in the middle of the year,
Billy moved.
He went to his new school on a friday, and brought his wagon along with him.
EEE EEE EEE
Everyone just stared..
Who was this kid with the wagon?
He got to class, and he had this scary wrinkly teacher.
As everyone sat down, she snarled and said "Today we will have picture day"
Billy got started on his drawing, and the teacher took it away.
"We will ALL be drawing roses!"
So billy started drawing a rose.
"Wee will all learn how to draw roses a certain way!"
And she threw away billys paper.
So Billy though, ok i can do this.
She is explaing how to draw the rose, so billy gets out all of these different colors, and draws the rose, just how she did.
"NO! we will all only use red, brown and greeeeen!"
And the teacher threw away his paper.
Every friday after, the whole class would draw the exact same roses.
They were perfect in every way.
But there wasn't any creativity in them.
So one day, billys parents take him back to his old school.
It was a wednesday, but everyone heard billy was coming, so they made it picture day anyway.
Everyone waited for billys excited face when the teacher anouced that they would be having picture day on wednesday, but only saw him take out a peice of paper ,and three crayons.
And he started drawring.
He drew that rose, because every ounce of creativity he had once had was taken away by a teacher who wanted everything to be the same.
Eventually, billy went back to his original school, but every picture day he could only draw that rose.

Moral of the story.
Don't let your creativity be taken away by those trying to make you "draw roses"
Be yourself and let who you are shine through in what you do.

SO FOR ALL OF YOU WHO DIDN"T SEE THE WHALE, i am giving you homework.
You better do it. and i want to see it.

I want you all to get a piece of paper, and for 5 minutes write down everything that comes to your head. stop at 5 minutes.
Count the words that you have.
Most of you will only have about 150 words, when people who excersise their right brain will come up with 500-600.

Think about that one!

YOUR MOMMM!!!

I really really really hate when people say this now.

[My sister is probablly like.. but you said this]

Its getting annoying.
Like, what if someone doesn't have a mom.

Dumb.

But anyway.

Why don't the sesame street characters wear clothes.
All they are in is fur, which is just like skin.
Duhhh.

I have a head ache in my nose.

I don't know what that means.

Say ketchup 40 times.
It starts to sound like an alien word.
I swear.
Do it.

ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup ketchup

Alien word.

Mmkay.
GAAH.
I love the cloudy weather.
It's amazing.

I have decided that I am the one and ONLY OG.
Fo' shizzle?

hahahahaha.
I crack my self up.

I relized that most of the things I write are just rambling.
Things that I'm thinking.
My brain is throwing up all over this blog.

Maybe one day I will write something relevant.
Maybe not.

I was looking for a picture of brains, just to see what they looked like in comparision to my large [small] brain.
And up comes this picture of a brain eating snake!!!
EWWWWWWWWWW.
HOW SIIIIICCCCKKK.
It was pretty gross.

Last night/ Today.

So.
Yesterday.
[Thinks in mind: yesterdayyyyyyy. all my troubles seems so faaaaaaaaar awaaaayyy.]
Uhm, yeah. Yesterday was a minimum day.
My mother got me del taco, and we went to jamba juice.
I had a banana berry.
It was sooo good.
Oh my goodness.
I was just like..
Wow. this is good.

Then, I came home.
I didn't do anything significant that I can remember.
Then we went to pick up my friend.
We went to the mall.
She bought sunglasses.

I know, you all are all "boo, this is hodge podge, where's the juice."

Here it is:
This lady was BEATING THIS GUY DOWN.
She was craaaaazzzyyy.
I was just like.. oh my dear goodness.
Went to go see The Exsorcism [sp] of Emily Rose.
It wasn't really that scary.

Today. I woke up.
Then took a nap.
Then took a shower.
Then went to church.

I don't know about all of you, but when I can't find an article of clothing, it bothers me soooooo much.
Like, I will tear things up just to find this one thing.
Maybe this is weird, but I don't care.


That reminds me.
That commercial.
With the fat man.
And he is like 1500 dollars? For a leather boustiea?
It's not like I'm actually paying for it. Heh heh heh. ahhh.
I like that commercial.
It makes me giggle.
Teehee.

I am sure some of you wonder why I type the way that I do.
Well, it is easier to read I suppose.
And I like pushing enter.
But I think the real reason is from AIM.
I maybe wouldn't type like this if it weren't for that.
[BTW. (BTW means by the way. geezers) AIM = aol instant messanger, just in case you didn't know.]
So, there's the reason.

My brain feels tired.
It seems its been running a marathon lately.

A THOUGHT JUST CAME TO ME.
I wish to see my brain.
How weird would that be.
I would be sad if it was small....
I would tell people it was big though.

ok.
I'm going to go dream about the way my brain looks, goodnight.

Pursuing a Career in Photography.

I really like taking pictures.
I don't know why.
Here are some that I took today:







The last one's not so good, but eh, it's alright.

I am going to clean my room more now.

GRAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH.

I made the font bigger on the last post.
It was a wee bit small.


Question of the day:
WHO IS JEROME JACKSON.

haha, just wondering.

I should be eating breakfast.

But noooo.

I'm sitting at the computer.
what is life coming to.

Have a nice day everyone.

To Bad This Blogging Thing Makes No Sense To Me.

Uh, so basicly..
Here's the deal.
I couldn't figure out how to put up a new post...
It took me about 3 days to figure it out.
But I did it!

Yeehaw. Today = Rally.
Rally = Stressful.
Rally + Stress= bad.
The way I saw it.
Nothing was going to get done.
I thought no one would do anything, and everyone would mess around. (during rally.((if you are old, and do not know what a rally is, or forgot, it is a spirited gathering of classes of a school. The sports teams are introduced, usually there is fun and games.)) )
But, it actually went well.
Suprise there.
Oh well, I got to wear boots and a hat, I got over the stress part.

Also in today's new: Jess took a walk!!!
Yes... it's true.
I walked.
This was very difficult.. because I was wearing shoes that I liked, so I had to avoid the evil red sea of brick on the track.

My right ear is hot.

I keep getting marked absent from class, because of ASB.
It makes me mad. so I make a mean noise like this: RAAAAAAAAAH.
Kinda like a dog, mixed with a dinosaur, mixed with an elephant, mixed with a peacock, mixed with a giraffe.
Didn't know giraffes made noises did they?
I actually don't either...
But I'm sure if they made noise, they would sound like my RAHHHH.

I don't know why.
But I have a deep intrest in socks.
I like when they don't match.
I guess when they match it's okay.... But they have to be brand new.
I like to wear brand new socks.

What if no one ever woke you up.
And you had no alarm clock.
And you NEVER EVER IN YOUR LIFE woke up.
Because you didn't know how long you were sleeping.
I believe this would bring me great joy.

Here is another story, sad and true:
Once there was an elevator.
And some people went on it, and it made a squeeky noise.
A scary squeeky noise, mind you.
And everyone went ahh.
Fin.

Todays word is: basicly.
Definition: a word that can basicly be used in any sentance. it's basicly the coolest word ever.
Todays little thing you can make with the symbols on the computer: (>' ^ <) no one ever sees the whale.
But I see it.... If you can't see it, you have no intelligence, and are not wise. (mer her her. Note to self: Emperors new clothes = way to get people to see your whale.)

And I will sign off with a song.
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down, down, down and the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns. That ring of fire.
That ring of fire.

BY THE WAY: Today, I have declared it "National Give Jess a Dollar Day."
Obey the national holidays.

Well. I have joined the blogging world.

My friend made this for me.
It is a brontosaurus with blue spots.
This is the best kind.
There was one living under my bed....
But my dad made me clean it out.

I finally have broken down and made a blog.
I used to make fun of my dad for having one.
*coughs*
I'm a hypocrite.

There is slurpie on my foot. It is sticky. I feel like a pancake dipped in syrup.

I'll tell you a story.
Once there was a girl.
Someone tried to teach her how to drive a stick shift.
It didn't work.
They almost died.
The end.

This IS a true story.
A very tragic one at that.

Also, today is national cookie day.
So everyone, eat some cookies.
I myself may go make some right now.


This is the part of the blog where I will state the word of the day, and my definition.
Word: Fibula.
Meaning: Bone. In leg. Above foot, below hip. Somewhere in there.

Also, face of the day:
Todays face.
>:{

A french man with a unibrow, and a silly mustache.