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Jessiqua
27 September 2007 @ 09:00 pm

Today I bought two new fish.
Nicholas and Copernicus.

 
 
Jessiqua
18 August 2007 @ 09:14 pm
Nothing's been goin' on lately.

I just got done with my photography class, & I have to show a portfolio for it. 
Too bad my portfolio's really bad. @____@

I've been at my mom's house for a whole entire week. 
It's been super intense.

I miss Mitchell. =(
I see him on Monday, though :DDD

Monday: Chillin' with Mitchell
Tuesday: Chillin' with Greg (and maybe Amanda too?)
Wednesday: Chillin' with Mitchell, Erin & Hannah and going to the aquarium!
Thursday: Guitar lesson
Friday: Chillin' with Mitchell again :D 
Saturday: Sangwoon party!
Sunday: ???

I can't wait for school to start.
Edmonds-Woodway! 8)

50scalling.com
(The code is: YOUR DAILY DOSE)

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Shit I need to start reading.

This journal entry was so pointless.

I really don't like livejournal anymore.
 
 
Jessiqua
11 August 2007 @ 10:05 am
Geez, I haven't updated in forever.

I guess I'll give the highlights of everything that's been going on in the life of Jessiqua lately:

+ I'm trying to get all sober.
+ I have a boyfriend & I really like him a lot. =)
+ I just moved to Edmonds, so I'm going to Edmonds-Woodway again next year. :D
+ I'm gone at photography camp aaall of this Monday-Friday, but I don't get home until Sunday.

I'm so super happy.


=)
 
 
Jessiqua
25 July 2007 @ 10:20 am
I don't want to think about your mind.

They say love is blind--
I don't think you're blind.
 
 
Jessiqua
15 July 2007 @ 12:29 am
I don't really like LJ anymore, and I think that I'll probably stop writing in it sometime soon.
But, then again, I think that I've said that more than once, and I have yet to actually stop writing.
Well, I'm probably not going to LHS next year, thank God. I'm turning in my paperwork to Edmonds-Woodway pretty soon, and I'll start going there next year (assuming everything goes as planned). I'm fucking excited!
I am lame I am lame I am laaaaaaaaame~
I don't feel like writing in here ever again.
 
 
Jessiqua
09 July 2007 @ 02:22 am
I have found myself trapped in a terrible sleeping pattern.
 
 
Jessiqua
02 July 2007 @ 03:08 pm

Last night I had a dream.

I was going to some sort of private school, and so everyone was wearing uniforms and everything, and we were all taught to just do what the staff (they seemed less like teachers, and more like babysitters) told us to do. I went through many days of school, just doing the same things everyday, and just not really thinking about it. It's just how it was, I did my math work, I ate lunch, I smiled politely at passerby-- you know, that whole bullshit thing. Well, pretty soon this boy started showing up in a lot of my classes, and during lunches, and assemblies and stuff. And everyday he would show up in all of these places, and he would start yelling about how unjust the school was, and he yelled all about how fucked up everything that they were doing to us was. No one in the school really listed to him though, he was just there, screaming. And everyone just kind of thought that he was a loser, and that we shouldn't really pay much attention to him. I started noticing that while he was making his speeches, he would smile at me, like knowing that I was really listening to him or something. Well, after several days of this, we were all walking to an assembly or something, and I asked him if he wanted to get some coffee with me or something, and he said yes. So we walked to the mall, and we sat down to some coffee, and we talked a lot about everything, and then walked around the mall, continuously talking about all of these pretty intense things. We eventually wandered into the parking lot, and there was this half-created under construction water park kind of thing built there, and so we walked around it, still talking about everything, and we started like going down the broken waterslides and stuff, just messing around. And then I don't remember what happened after that, but I remember that he got really hurt, and like disappeared and I didn't see him for a while. And I went to school and everyone was like making fun of me because I was "going out" with him (I think it was one of those unofficial things), but I didn't even give a shit. Everyone just fucking hated me, and talked a lot about how stupid I was for loving him, and how full of bullshit we both were, but I really just didn't care. I went to his house to see him, and he said something like, "We were almost in love, and then I fucked it up..." and I said, "You ain't seen nothin' yet" or something.

And then I woke up.

 
 
Jessiqua
29 June 2007 @ 11:08 pm
Maybe it's hopeless.
 
 
 
Jessiqua
19 June 2007 @ 06:48 pm

S'OKAY
Today's been a real good day, I think. =] 

I'm going to keep it to the highlights of the day:

The highlight of school: was drawing a picture of Mr. Cady riding a magical Narwal through the sky with rainbows and stuff with some fatty markers during Math. And then during the History party I gave the picture to Mr. Cady and he said that he was going to hang it on his fridge at home! Hahahaha I'm so excited. XD

The highlight of after-school: I was walking home from the LHS ground breaking ceremony, and as I was walking home from that I hear a car honk, and I look over, and it was The Joe Mah, and he gave me a ride home. Hahaha. Yesss.

=D Today's been goooood.

The only bad part: my friend Sam asked me out, and I told him "I don't know," just because I was nervous and wanted to get out of the situation, I guess, and so now next time I talk to him I have to tell him no. I should've just said no in the first place so that I wouldn't have to be like, "UUUUUUUUUUGGGH NOW EVERYTHING'S AWKWARD FJDKLFDSF PFTTTT"

 



But yeah! Schoooool's almost out!

 
 
Jessiqua
15 June 2007 @ 10:39 pm
"Jessiqua - Who would have ever predicted that your one day visit to my class last year would lead to the question of the day this year? Again, please, do not release a transcript of my answers or I will certainly be removed from teaching ever again. But seriously - keep questioning authority and blazing your own path. Remember the mistakes of history: 
Never invade Asia by land
Give the peasants enough to eat
Doubt what is claimed to be undoubtably true, because future generations will look back and laugh at your ignorance
'Cogito  Ergo Sum'
- Mr. Cady"

=]
 
 
Jessiqua
08 June 2007 @ 04:40 pm

I feel like screaming!
I feel like jumping!
I feel like dancing!
I feel like blowing bubbles!
I feel like eating a hundred chocolate chips!
I feel like watching trashy British television!

Yesss. I am going to do all of this!
And then at seven I'm leaving for Canadaaaa!




 
 
Jessiqua
06 June 2007 @ 08:40 pm

List seven songs you are into right now, no matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your livejournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.

01. All Together Now - The Beatles
02. Give Peace A Chance - John Lennon
03. Little Yellow Spider - Devendra Banhart
04. The Golden Road - Grateful Dead
05. Rainy Day Women - Bob Dylan
06. The Ballad Of John and Yoko - The Beatles
07. Feelin' Groovy - Simon and Garfunkle

 

I tag everybody!

 
 
Jessiqua
05 June 2007 @ 07:23 pm
So basically-- there's this rumor going around that I fucked my math teacher.
A bunch of people on the bus today were asking me about it,
And I got a bunch of texts about it.
And no matter how much I say that I never did,
No one believes me because whatever they heard is obviously much more convincing than the truth.
But you know whatever.
I mostly feel bad for my math teacher, 'cause if someone is actually convinced enough to tell the admin,
then he'd have to talk his way out of it and that'd be awkward.
Blehhh. And rumors are like a game of telephone, too--
Because somehow it's also turned into a think where everyone's asking,
"Hey, so-- Are you fucking your math teacher?"
"... No."
"Yeah, okay. So-- is that what you got kicked out of Edmonds-Woodway for?"
"What?"
"For fucking your science teacher over there..."
"FJDKSLJFLDSJFKLDSJKLFSD"
That's how a lot of conversations have gone today.
Because, may I remind you, my science teacher last year was, MR. FILLMAN.
I think that I might explode.
Because, firstly, I hate rumors going around about me,
and, secondly, if I was going to fuck a teacher, it wouldn't be Mr. Chinn.
FOR REAL.


Anyways, IN BETTER NEWS:
I got some new clothes, and they make me look pretty. =]]
 
 
Jessiqua
04 June 2007 @ 09:00 pm
I haven't decided if I have a lot to talk about, or very little to talk about. So I suppose that I'll just start writing, and see what happens.

Firstly, I'm currently looking at my schedule for next year, and it is quite, honestly, terrifying.

1 - AP US HISTORY
2 - PRE-CALCULUS
3 - 11 AP ENGLISH
4 - ADVANCED JOURNALISM
5 - ASL, YEAR TWO
6 - ASTRONOMY

Okay, so maybe it's not that bad. I guess I'm just scared.
But even more than I'm scared of having two AP classes, and a super-hard Math class-- I'm scared of leaving everything that I've learned to know. I don't know how I'm going to survive being away from my beloved AP Euro. History class. I mean, that class is what keeps me coming back to school everyday. The day that I was drunk at school, me and my friend Drow were talking in the hallway and I started telling him all about how I just feel so safe in that class. And, you know, it's true. It's the only place in the school where I can just feel completely safe, and that I feel like people love me, you know? I'm already finding myself almost getting angry with the freshmen who have Mr. Cady for AP Euro. next year. In my mind I can just hear myself yelling, "No! That's my sacred place! That's my favorite place to be! That's my favorite teacher! I don't want you going in and thinking that it's yours!" I mean, I know that that thought process is just totally fucked up, but I can just hear myself screaming it in my mind everytime a Freshmen comes up to me, all excited, to tell me that they have Mr. Cady next year, and they're excited because I'm always talking about how great he is. But, of course, outwardly I just smile and congratulate them. I mean, what else can I do? Spite my quite illogical thoughts, I am happy for them. I hope that they have the same experince that I had. I hope that they fall in love with History as much as I have.  Though, on that subject-- I hope that the History teacher that I have next year is amazing. I don't want to lose my absolute lust for History just because I had a bad teacher one year. But, then again, I can't see that happening-- I'm far too in love for that sort of thing.
On the matter, Shannon said that I could paint a picture of Louis XIV on the side of my car. I'm really excited, and I'm seriously going to do it, too. I just need to draw a really great version of it first, and then get a progector so that I have the outline for painting it onto the car. I'm seriously going to do it. I want it to be this picture, too:


Sweeeeet.

Anyways-- I keep forming absolutely ridiculous crushes on boys that I hardly know. Kind of like a Sixteen Candles situation. It's quite aggrivating, I suppose, but it also just makes me all the more happy that school's almost out. Once school's out I don't have to worry about that sort of thing. At least, I don't have to worry about that sort of thing with the boy who sits quietly in the corner of my Journalism class eveyrday and eats his lunch. Quietly. And occassionally comments on how he likes my Bob Dylan tshirt, and then smiles at me sometimes. I'm head-over-heels for that kid. Do I know much about him? No. Am I certainly quite obsessed with him? Yes. I guess that's what I get for being in love with everything. Sometimes it just turns to lust. I'm a victim of human nature, and freakishness.
Today I had my very last day of Driver's Ed. You know, it made me really sad. Sure, as much as I hate spending two hours in a classroom twice a week, with people that I certinaly can't fully understand-- I'm going to miss it. By the end of the class, I absolutely loved everyone in my class. I mean, I do. We all had nicknames for one another, so none of us knew eachother's real names (these names were given to us by Bob, the most amazing Driver's Ed. teacher anyone could hope for. My name was I.B. Yes, kids, because I was in I.B. last year. Thus, my nickname is a program that I have left. It's quite amazing to be reminded of how much you miss it everytime someone addresses you). And Bob was-- is one of the most amazing people ever. He's just one of those people that you just have to sit back and think about and just think, "Wow; I'm so glad that I met him." Or, "I'm so glad that I got to know him." He can say just one thing to you, and it will quite certainly change your life. It's insanity. So, I guess that I'm going to miss Bob and all the gangsters in my class. Even if on the very first day of that class I called Shelli and called Bob "Satan," and called everyone else, "dumbshits." But, hey, I guess that's what I get for making ill-informed judgements, huh?
I'm going to Canada next weekend with my dad. You see, usually I would go on vacations with Shannon, as a sort of "bonding" or something, you know? Like, just a weekend of enjoying one another's company. Well, my dad thought to himself, "Hey-- I'm Jessiqua's dad. We know basically nothing about eachother. And why does she want to go on vacations with her stepmom, but not me? That's unfair--" So he bought me tickets to go see some sort of amazing rendition of Taming Of The Shrew at some sort of small Shakespearean fest up in Vancouver, Canada. And, as much as my dad and I but heads on subjects, I guess that I'm pretty excited. It should be nice, I should think.
I was in a pretty terrible mood most of today, and I believe that it was due to a lack of sleep. How unfortunate.
Today I bought The Yellow Submarine on DVD, finally. I'm pretty excited.
Oh yes! I don't know if I've posted about it on here yet, but I'm writing a book. I very seriously am.

Oh, there's so much more to say. And yet, I feel as if I should go to sleep posthaste, to avoid waking up without proper sleep and thusly being oh so cranky.

G'night.



 
 
Jessiqua
28 May 2007 @ 06:11 pm

went to folklife again today-- and it's officially not nearly as fun sober. but it was still pretty good. :]
i found some fucking awesome sunglasses in my basement. they make me look like john lennon hahaha.
i think that i'm going to get crazy fucked up and write everything down sometime. 'cause i'd like to remember all of the things that i thought. because on saturday i explained to kaila how to obtain world peace, but i don't remember what the fuck i said, and i guess according to her it didn't actually make any sense. but i still want to know what i said-- who knows, it could be totally brilliant. hmmmmmmm school tomorrow. i'm completely dreading school, but this one kid that i may or may not like a little bit is back from the band trip, so i guess i'm excited to talk to him all about that shit. fuck i officially have the saddest ass lovelife known to mankind. it's just depressing.

 
 
Jessiqua
27 May 2007 @ 11:11 pm

today! my mom picked me up and we went to my great-grandma pederson's memorial service, which was actually really nice. i talked to this guy that was there who was obviously this huuge stoner and he was hilariously awesome, and he kind of looked like an older john lennon-- and his name was rief, but everyone calls him riefer. YES IT IS PRONOUNCED LIKE REEFER. what a cool fucking name hahahah. anyways so everyone was really cool and it was all really cool and i liked it. even if it was a funeral. 
after that me and my mom and my cousin ingrid went out for lunch, where i learned that i don't like mediteranean food. 
and then we went to a little shop and i bought a button that says "i march to a different accordion" or something and i liked it.
anyways after that my mom started to drive me home and we were both like "WHY AM I GOING HOME?!" and so we went to my house, i ran in and grabbed some clothes, and then i jumped back in the car and we started driving to my mom's house, 'cause that's where i very properly should be. 
i guess that tomorrow we're going to go down to folklife again and i'm going to bring my little sister and we're all going to dance and take pictures and stuff. :) i'm excited.
i wonder if folklife will be any different sober--

anyways yes! now i'm burning thousands of cds. it's intense.

 
 
Jessiqua
26 May 2007 @ 09:51 pm

today was so fucking amazing.
this is the overview: 
+ shelli and i got down there around noon or one-ish (something like that) and hung out with brien and amanda forever. and then kaila and hailey showed up! and we walked to the trees and smoked waaaaay too much weed.
+ i was more fucked up than i've ever been before. i'm pretty certain of it.
+ while i was high i called sabine! and she picked up the phone and we had amazing conversations. shit it was soo nice to hear her voice. :) i started crying really hard as soon as i hung up the phone and amanda gave me huge hugs and told me that it was going to be all right. so did brien and shelli and kaila. :) man oh man i love them. anyways, spite their efforts, i couldn't stop crying for like forty-five minutes. oh man, i was so fucked up-- just walking around with the hugest pupils in the world, dancing around to the music, thinking everyone was in slow-motion so i had to go the same speed (which basically just meant that i was dancing around everywhere really slowly haha), convinced that i was in another dimention, and that the sky was made out of cubes----  crying my eyes out.
+ i was pretty fucked up. but it was sooo much fun after i stopped crying.
+ talking to sabine was fucking amazing. i'm so happy that i decided to call her. :)
+ anyways, so we walked around forever and ever and i ran into ariel, which was super nice.
+ we left around six-thirty or so and headed home.
+ and darby was on the same bus as me and shelli on the way home! it was crazy cool. 8)

yeah man today was amazing. a lot more stuff happened too, but i'm too fucking exhasted to write it all down.

but gosh it was so nice talking to sabine. even if it did make me cry a lot. it was really nice. and i'm sooooo excited for her to come home. <3

 

 
 
Jessiqua
26 May 2007 @ 12:23 am

shit, today was so good! :D

i drank a lot of rum in math and so i was pretty fucking far gone most of the day.
and it was hilarious-- i think that i said some weird things to mr. cady though.
just in case you're interested:


anyways so that was pretty hilarious. being drunk off rum throughout the entire school day is fucking funny.
after school's general hilarity, i met up with shelli, sam, anton, taylor, keegan, kami, brandon, and james at the movie theatre and we all saw pirates of the carribian THREE! it was quite the experience.
after that everyone in the world came over and we watched the rocky horror picture show and made brownies and made hilarious jokes.
shit shit shit today was amazing. 
i fucking love those kids sooooooooooooooooo much. 8]

ESPECIALLY SHELLI! >:0

because she didn't leave me like everyone else did. well, really, i kicked everyone out at eleven. BUT NOT SHELLI!
she's spendin' the night. and reading this right now. 8] ooooh yeah.

we're folklife-ing tomorrow!

i'm going to bring my shit and i'm going to dance and maybe buy some acid.

YEAH YOU GUYS MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN THE RIGHT TRACK. EVERYONE SHOULD BE PROUD.

 
 
Jessiqua
21 May 2007 @ 08:57 pm

these are what i call news updates:

+ today i smoked my last cig. aaand so now i've quit. hooray me!
+ i've also decided that i'm only going to smoke the pot and drink the alcohol on 'special occassions' instead of being a dirty little stoner drunk. you know. so special occassions are like folklife and erin's birthday and stuff. :D 
+ i'm dying my hair back to my natural color. and then i'm growing it out real long. and i'll look stupid. but that's what i want to do anyways.
+ i should probably do my math homework someday. but not today.
+ i've been feeling hopelessly lonely lately. how gross.
+ i think that les miserables is my favorite thing in the entire world.
+ and now i am off to write a letter to the beautiful sabine! it will probably say basically what i just wrote. but it will be phrased differently and i will use many different colors of pens and i'll talk about a lot of other things too. =] 
+ there's this one thing that i'm afraid of telling anyone. i can't even bring myself to tell my therapist. it's stupid.
+ there are a lot of other things to talk about too. but you know fuck. i'm going to go write a letter about it. >:D

 
 
 
 

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