happy makes for poor conversation and kills your social life.

it's true! it's why people complain! is why i can't stop complaining! i wish i could, though. i hate being a complainer...

whoa, anyone read sp yet? it's all cliffhanger-y and such.

daylight, i must wait for the sunrise. i must think of a new life and i must not give in.

one of the things i love about home is the music i don't have at york.

i had somethign else to write, but now i don't know what it was.

hmmm

i hope you guys like your presents. i really really hope you do. like i said in clare's gb, i'm at that stage where i start to worry about whether or not ppl will like what i'm making. i don't like this stage. i'm pretty sure y'all will like them. eep.

i'm kinda hungry. so i'm gonna go eat some crackers and make your pressies more.

love, hugs and pressies.

~jessica
i wrote this at 12:24 AM

i've become so numb i can't feel you there.

home is boring. and seriously lacking in being home.

i wanna go back to toronto. back to licia and dad. back to fun. back to sopranos. and cuddling. and staying up forever. and not sleeping. and the womb. i even miss the womb.

i'm not actually all upset as i sound. i'm just rambling.

oh! guess what? for christmas, my mom is going to be at blair's with him and tav, and me and kt are going to have christmas by ourselves. feel the love yo.

the strange thing is.. i don't really care. hmmm

kay, that's it. kt's yelling a lot. but funny yelling. not scary bitch yelling.

love, hugs and AHHHHHHHHHHHH! I HAVE TO MAKE PRESENTS!!!!

~jessica
i wrote this at 6:20 PM