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Name: Jenni Birthday: 3/1/1990 Gender: Female
Interests: Converse, Art, Drawing, Painting, Writing, Bands, featuring; Jimmy Eat World, Coheed and Cambria, John Mayer, Incubus, Biffy Clyro, The Killers, Blink 182, Dashboard Confessional, Weezer, Foo Fighters, Garbage, Goo Goo Dolls, Millencollin, Sublime, Muse, Death From Above 1979, Brand New, This Girl, Nine Inch Nails. Expertise: Art - drawing, painting, writing. Being Jenni in every way possible. Fucking things up and music. Occupation: Student Industry: Art
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Member Since:
3/9/2004
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| *46^+`This time, I'm mistaken....For handing you a h.e.a.r.t worth breaking..{87*
Had my party last night...I am still uncovering pretzels in the most perculiar of places! Along with 2 WKD soaked Jaffa cakes I put my foot in on the stairs and pieces of quiche still encrusted on my wall (thanks Olly!) :S... Still, was a laugh though, I needed a good piss up, even if my room does stink of popper fumes that I'm blatently getting high off - it was worth it!
And URGH, can't believe GCSE's are upon us, especially with fucking maths coming up...I think I might just spend the exam crying and learning to accept failure.
I seriously don't know what the fuck I've done to my arms, but the muscles in them, my neck and my sholders are absolutely killing me. Maybe it's Karma or something :|
¢¾Are we having fun, yet?... | | |
| .`"3&-'Becoming someone else...Everybody says, I ought to get over myself=*~#
Awww My brother and his girlfriend have moved out for good now into their own little flat! I'm gonna miss him, although I'm glad she's gone and the house is a lot quieter already!
I need my knight in shining armour to turn up already, I'm shite when I'm not chasing/going out with someone! Or winning the lottery, a good party or just meeting a nice guy could be good, even though it's a little less dramatic than being swept off my feet. Anything nice and contradicting to my life's current nose-dive would be great!
I got my footless tights and little skirt and I'm trying to get used to them on me because I'm not use to wearing anything that isn't jeans! I look too femenine :P
...¢¾Don't wake me, I plan on sleeping in. | | |
| *%$8+~Cleansing everything...to forget your love...*57
I was wrong. Things did get more shit. 2 weeks today and he could at least be fucking honest with me. He really doesn't give a shit anymore.
I hate this so much. And I mean all of it.
And I bet my perfect prom dress will die, that's if it even exsists in my size in the first fucking place. That'd just top off everything wouldn't it?
Urgh!
¢¾Just fucking forget it...
Shit...I miss him so much. | | |
| ~.;$&`The only thing I ever learnt from love...was how to shoot s.o.m.e.b.o.d.y who out drew you..*+=~
Urgh, could things be more shit? Okay, so they probably could, I do still have all my limbs in tact and all, but that's not the point.
I feel like I'm wasting my life away, I just got up and spent 3 hours making myself look pretty for absolutely no one! Literally, all I'm doing is sitting round the house all day, being moody and too lazy to eat. It's nearly 2pm and I haven't had breakfast yet.
What is the point to me? :( And if myspace spazzes one more time I'm going to throw the computer and her fucking face...
¢¾It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah... | | |
| ~78^~`I'm just a notch on your b.e.d.p.o.s.t; ...but you're just a line in a song*+#$
Bleh, I am freezing, sure, it may look sunny - but it's still fucking cold!
I can't believe my textiles exam is on Wednesday, I feel so far behind and I don't know how it happened! We had like seven fucking weeks and I seem to have wasted them all away!
I need Dean to get online and cheer me up soon! It doesn't help that my throat hurts too...again!! Was there ever a time when I wasn't ill?! I blame my boyfriend and his silly germ-carryingness. I feel so poor, I had to make some proper shopping list to work all my money out and even then I ended up short because I'd forgotten my Dad's Birthday! Grrr, how dare he have a birthday :P
And by the way, I think I'm hooked on MySpace. And eww I keep doing wet sneezes and I just did one on the screen :(
¢¾Moonlight is fading...from out of your soul.... | | |
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