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"I wanted one life you wanted another,
we couldn't have our cake,
so we ate each other"
Now onto jessie bulletin, i know dosen't that sound exciting, ok here goes the huge N*x* work load is over...for now. I have a whole three days until leaving this place we like to call england and make for 'hopefuly' foreign, full of ping pong, swimming and hopefuly a breather i haven't stopped yet. Although my wonderful nanna's gonig ot have to survive without me for a whole week!! i mean how will i survive without her? thats the real Question.
Right now the weather is hot, not as hot as mondays i don't want to move, but pretty damn sluggish. Which isn't helped by the little furry thing my mother has called fish face for the last couple of days, (for the reason that whenever the cat has a fish flavoured pouch, he comes over and puts his face up to yours, i swear fish breathy cats, not fun...) i swear the weather means hes a royal pain in my, you get the point.
onto what i'm listening to...below. Has anyone seen that video, its not that generaly the girl (from hollyoaks, roxy something...) is a bad actress as i don't think she is but the try to hard acting on the video is a little painful to watch, i swear at one point she goes cross eyed, sexy no sorry, better luck at getting it right next time. As for katy perry if you haven't heard her yet, listen, overlooknig the obvious lyrics of her first song, 'i kissed a girl' this is an overly addictive artist...i will now get you all hooked on cheesy music and my bad taste.
"...i hope you hang yourself by you're H & M scarf...you're so gay and you don't even like boys....."
Jessiex
- Mood:
content - Music:taio cruz - Shes like a star / katy perry - You're so gay
Post Rhythm weekend, you suffer the downfall of expectation, formly the largest free festival in the world, rhythems downsized after having declared hitchin to have no expansion qualities, so what went wrong, clearly downsizing and charging, Rhythms of the World 08 lacked its freedom and hence its appeal.
While acts continued to impress (on average) through out the day, the inabilty to leave and arrive on demand meant that the good acts where missed as you simply couldn't stand ot listen to any more trash, where before you could wonder from one stage to another, home and back again, this years event meant many went home missing some of the finer acts, having suffered long enough at the hands of world music which held little or no appeal.
New talent was out in force, as unsigned, after unsigned musicians lined up to take their shot at impressing new and exsisting fans, The University of Hertfordshire's own talent was also present, (go team!) in impressing the masses.
Most likely the upsides came from local shop owners and drink and food distributors inside the event who sold out throughout the two days, having restocked periodicaly. They must have made a killing from the weekends adventures inside priory house, who'd have thought that ploace would be the place for rhythms of the world last year when it streached from one side of the town to the other.
Anything which wasn't missed? Those blasted bird whistles! honestly if one more child set those off in the corridors, i may strangle the blighter....
For band info check three counties radio site for the people friendly stage......
Also check out the Rhythms of the world web site for band info.....
- Location:home
- Mood: calm
- Music:Alkaline Trio - Mercy Me (crimson)
but i ain't comnig home for no one
i've been repremanded 'bout a thousand times
i'm a rule breaker, some say i'm a balck sheep
Cuz i like to sleep later
drink until my tummy aches
i'm daddys little girl
bundles of kisses
i'm just a princess
little miss perfect
everyone knows it
but thats another day
theres rules to break...
"open you're heart sunshine, 'cause it aint going to do it itself."
Greetings,
Yes i'm still alive.
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Analogy:
Have you ever been in that situation when the world around you are up in arms in laughter, you sit there going through the motions, laughing along when half way through you realise, yes i'm laughing but actualy i don't find this in the least bit funny.
This i realise is the moment when i know, the time has passed for contentment and by the end of the next year i'll be more than ready to leave. No more going through the motions, and more genuine laughter.
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On a more fun filled note;
A Witch Huntings change is going well, a shorter young adult novel is vastly improving with time and this time, god forbid, i'm revising for it, the amount of books i get to require from amazon, are going to keep me very content indeed. Oh hugo is going to get himself a reputation, i tell you one that i believe takes great inspiration from great male characters of the past.
Sure to knock that damned edward from the hottist vampire post.
Jessiex x
- Location:home
- Mood: calm
- Music:Massive attack.
Its the subject we all bunk without thinking. Allowing us time to wonder into our third period class having read a book sprawled over the living room floor, only to leave for a late morning starbucks before even mentioning the dreaded,
last period Physics.
Why consider this subject you ponder well for obvious reasons, i was against my will submitted into the most enticipated c''' up of a test ever! The idea of critical thinking they say, (The goverment employees, who in my case, went on strike because you know what they can't have the rockstar lifestyle! no thought to the homeless huh? while you sit back take a sip of you're exspressio. God you'd think the how many weeks we have off every year would be enough, but no, the greedy bugers won't more. Have you noticed that i'm on below minimum wage, for lifting boxes?) So critical thinknig is said to help us think individualy as human beings as individuals.
So my question to the fat slob in parliment, how the hell can i get a right answer to the question? if its individual how do i fail, you know why...becuase i got the f''''''' answer wrong, so this individual lark is a loud of b'''''''.
figures my school would choose to submit us to torture, Makes me wish i took Greek.
Can't speak french or any other language so yeah, i could ace Greek!!
Just cause this can't go on
Just cause when you leave i have doubts
Just because i think of you in bed
Don't let it go to your head
P.s If my music choices weren't enough, theres the most delicate little song i've found, its a gem, so check out Deezer.com and find Elisa, Dancing. You won't regret it, or writting dancing/becoming jane where it perfectly fits such a beautiful story. . .
- Music:lillix - Little Things/fefe dobson don't let it go to you're head.
I want all of you or nothing, and you chose nothing
You say could we please…but I don’t want to try
Or hurry back here, of singing song birds
Staying strong, staying strong
i was born a fighter, but you missed all of that
so many things you had to say
but do you realise everything of which you've missed
and now i've stripped your privilages away
you never could get through
so thanks for the breakthrough
no more me coming around
couldn't say your surprise wasn't pleasing
as I creep back inside a seeze control
your still nothing
babe, i took your power away
so thanks for the breakthrough
- Music:Skye sweetnam - Noise from the bassement
Aim's having scrolled through you're communities i clicked onto, today i realised and loved it!! having joined i've spent an hour reading and i figured i'd give it a shout out, becuase i love the rush of saying some stupidly honest to the whole world, i love it, so thanks aimee, aim's. Hope you had fun on you're trip today!!
jessie
- Mood:
busy
What i need and what is missing from hitchin, is some kind of poetry/jazz club, now that i would go to. However i guess its not gonig ot happen and everythnig is just going to go further south, i guess i might as well keep f***ing up, but i have my school work which i now actualy do, i know i want a lot from life, so screw this little town i figure there is so much more i want to do, nothing is going to contain it.
Goodbye to you, goodbye to everything i knew, you were the one i loved, one thing that i tried to hold on to.
- Mood:
bored - Music:Michelle Branch The Spirit Room
IT WAS A TRIAL AND YOU MADE A MISTAKE WE KNOW
BUT WHY ARN'T YOU SORRY? WHY ARN'T YOU SORRY,
YOU USED TO BE HAPPY,
TRY
Easter is arriving in a flurry or chocolate, and easter hols means an early morning drive to my favourite place in the world, devon.
i reckon everyone has them, and mines devon, my faviourite place, i don't know why though, its not just my wonderful grandparents its something about, the little streets jsut from the shore filled with little art stores and gallerys, places to find furniture and accsessories. Sometimes i just never want to leave, its like the home i want, fresh salty air, second hand book stores, it jsut makes me think of what i want most, and of what i will divuldge with you, long and boring and pacareious.
thinking about my future i realise, that i'd be happy with less money than i thought, a little cotage or hill top apartment over looking the bredth of the ocean or wide streaching river, like the dart. A study filled with books and paper, pens and pencils. Neutral colours, maybe situated on a beach somewhere in california, work a small part time job and write most of the day, listen to acoustic music, (Aimee Man) i jsut want beautiful things, music, writing, reading, men,
days filled with sunshine and nothing so tragic, a holiday home and delilah would surfice, long road trips, with big engines, good conversation and music, jsut being young and stupid.
P.S devon also means beautiful poetry, for some reason, everything is easier to explain further away,
Jessiex
- Mood: calm
sitting by myself and wondering
if i'm better off, without you boy,
i'm feeling stuck here, against the pavement
i want to break free
(Colbie Cailett- the little things)
- Mood:
drained
I thought that today was going to suck, enrichment day, wo, bloody hoo, but you know i left the day literaly soaring.
The final part of the day was all about forgiveness, and was pretty damn amazing, we all listened to this girls letter to her abusive father and we all got the chance to write one to someone who has wronged us in the past, wrote the letter and then shredded it and lit a candle.
It was one of those amazing life altering little things, our whole group together sat in church and forgave.
truely monumental, like a little thing you find in books, magical moments reserved for indie flicks. B- e- a- u- t- iful. I think now though, that there are bigger things, i realise the importance of forgiveness, but i think i did before, i just feel that although things feel bad, there are bigger things than broken crushes, late homework, getting out of school and work, it's like the big pictures opened up and i can see it for what it is...
and mainly,
i forgave.
- Mood: drained
you're really not who I thought You Were
You're More You're Less
But i'm Not Saying I Like It, Like You
Don't say Its Make Or break, I Can't Switch The Light On
If You Wanted it, Wouldn't You Be Here?
I'm Not Saying It,
Just Because You Asked For It,
Maybe i'm in over my head, under the weather but i'm not saying anything about it. I need to lie Down, I need a Break, Get In My car, and Search Out shooting Stars...
Like you, yeah,
I'm confused.
Not just confused, completely out of it. Didn't think i would ever get stuck in this prediciment, but here i am. already suffering part of my fair share, of confusing days and even more, of telling lies.
i wish life wasn't made of decisions, it would make it a whole damn easier, and then i wouldn't get stuck here
inbetween bliss and total destruction it begs the question how far does this have to go, before it all falls apart.
i just have to hope it won't get my hands burned.
When playing with fire, Someone has to get hurt.
P.S. i have fonud the cutist little foxes to display my moods on my poetry page, screw the poetry, the foxes are sooooo cute!
- Mood:
confused
i think it truely was simple, running through my thought process for the book A Witch Hunting, i'm making lasy chapter choices, so now i'm extending my future chapters making them double the length double the excitement, like it, rachel Caines amazing novel, Heat stroke, the book only comprises of two chapters! how rad is that!
Can't write took huge chunk out of my finger at work, Oh! the Pain!!!!!
Silly sets and black plastic (which turns my hands black, i only wanted my nails black, stupid! curse it!) he, He, think i should go do something productive like my work mate.
- Location:Home
- Mood:
inspired - Music:Dawn Landes, Fire Proof
- Mood: content
- Mood: calm
- Music:Alica Keys As i Am
- Music:Girlfriend alica keys
- Mood: blah
- Music:Ash- Meltdown
P.S. (Gracie i'm emailing you the opening Witch Hunting, draft one page, as Antony gets...isn't quite finished yet...)
- Music:Cranberries - shattered
