

Name: Jessica
AKA: Foxy
Age: 15
Birthday: 11/9/1988
Sign: Scorpio
Lives: Comanche, OK
Occupation: Nothing.
Likes: Anime, Mangas, Faeries, Fantasy Novels, Laurell K. Hamilton,
Anne Rice, Journals, Html., Sex, Women, Dr. Pepper, Poetry, Flowers, Stars,
Myths, Money, Hot Sweaty Monkeh Sex.
Dislikes: Men w/ egos, My Family, Peanut Butter, Lyndyl, Heather, Stuff,
Feelings, Expressing Emotions, Dallas.
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A Ramble of B.S.
La-La. I dunt give a damn
Sunday, December 21, 2003
03:40 p.m.
Isn't today fun? No.. not really. I am suppose to go see My Heather today. When my grannehz gets here, they are going to take meh to Marlow and then Heather is going to go pick me up. Shouldn't I be excited? Probably. I feel like telling Heather we should move on and forget about all of this crap.
I am really frustrated with this pitas account.. so I am going to create a new one. Besides, I think it is about tyme I get over everything else. All these people and things are in the past. Why should I dwell and remember them when no body else does? See.. no reason.
With my new pitas.com account will come a new layout! I just haven't decided which one yet. So maaaany to choose from.
Life is slow and really boring. I keep waiting for something to take me up and fly me away. Yet, still, nothing has come. Maybeh I shouldn't waste my life waiting around for other people and things to come save me. What is the point to it anyways? Sooner or later I am going to get grey hair and wont have the mental compacity to think of all the bad things that have happened in my life, because my brain will be too old to remember. Then, I will just be a sour puss and can't remember why I am that way.
Daniel comes Weds. His plane comes in at 10 P.M, so if I get home in time I can go with everyone to see him. If not, thats all good, b/c I will still be spending tyme with Dallas. (Weee..? j/k). I am going to have lots of whip cream for Daniel when he comes. As long as he isn't in a tux, I will shower him w/ it.
Lyndyl is a whineh little bitch. I try to be nice to him.. but he is needy for attention. My family isn't good with people who need attention. We all need tyme to ourselves.. more like we need tyme to ourselves all the tyme.
Oneeeeee day I wont be a cynic
Another dull update.
Wednesday, December 10, 2003
09:26 p.m.

We're back!.. or atleast I am.
December 10, 2003
04:38 p.m.

So here I am, that cute.. fuzzy little creature everyone loves. It has been a long time since I've used my pitas account. It has also been a long time since I've done html, or graphics. All I have to say, is forgive my poor.. dull skills at everything.
Recently I've tried to archive all my posts. I followed the steps, and now I am completely lost. So, I have already emailed the people on getting help, because I am slow and need all the help I can get.
Onto the bases of my day. It has been rather dull, and boring. I guess I shouldn't complain much because yes.. everyone always has it worse than me. Isn't that like the saying "There is always someone better." The irony of these stupid quotes. There is always someone who has it worse off. Well.. isn't that great? Should I cry a fucking tear?
Maybe now I am just being a cynical bitch about everything. I am just an unhappy, bitter person who couldn't give a damn how someone else is getting it worse off than me. It isn't like I can fix that problem. I am a selfish person, I suppose. I just hate hearing people use that line on me when I am down. Is it suppose to make me feel better? Should I jump up in down with joy because some poor, pathetic person has a life that is worse than mine? It is how life works.. it doesn't make my life any better, or make me feel any better. It sure as hell doesn't make their life feel any better when you say it to them.. but wait, I could tell them that someone has it worse off than they do. Would they like hearing that? No.. so why say it.
Well.. School isn't as bad as I always thought it would be. I never see the people I use to fight with, but then again nothing good has come out of going to school yet. My Heather moved.. Amy moved.. I think Chess is going to move. -Shrugs lightly- Who knows anymore. I have friends, but nothing like me and my girls were. I don't tell them everything. I don't sit and discuss random thoughts with anyone anymore, my deepest feelings and crap. I don't think I really even express emotion at school. I am dating Dallas.. (Woohoo?). He is a sweetie though and extremely weird, but everything else about my relationship with him will remain inside my head.. till I can find a weird way to express it.
Well.. That's all folks!