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Introducing! The one! The only! The irreplaceable! Mouseyy!!!

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I'll start off this blog with a little introduction of me.

I'm seventeen, a writer and more than a little crazy.
People call me mouse, my real name is Jesse
I'm blunt, meaning I don't beat around the bush . . . I over-analyze everything.

I'm suspicious, a hopeless romantic and about as bisexual as you can get.
I'm practically a lesbian, except I'm still in love with my ex boyfriend.

I don't think anyone ever truly has the right to call themselves insane until
they've been in a psyche ward.
Yeah- I've been in one.
Twice.

I went through a fucked up phase and went bat-shit crazy.
I hurt a lot of people and almost died several times.
I'm through with that shit and I'm moving on.

I gave up on high school 'cause I couldn't take anymore of the games people play.
I'll get my own education my own way without the hassle of immaturity.

I work full-time at a shit job,
but you gotta pay rent some how.

I hope to be published some day.

Maybe I'll share a snip-it of my writing here one day.
Who knows.

I'm by no means normal and I like it that way.
My tastes range from all sides of the spectrum.

You'll probably never understand me because the second you start to
I'll probably change all over again.
I don't intend on ever being the same person.

I'd hate to see someone ten years down the road and have them say
"Golly Jess, you haven't changed a bit!"

I'd probably have to hit them...

I'm deep into beauty and passion.
If it's not beautiful or I'm not passionate about it I refuse to waste my time.

This blog will most likely be the most random shit you've ever seen in one big pile.

If you can't handle it or you disagree, there's a nice little 'x' in the right hand corner of your browser (or a nice red dot on your left for you mac users) for you to get the fuck off this site.
Because I couldn't give two shits what you think.

I probably seem like a huge bitch right now, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't.
I can be a big bitch- you probably don't want to get on my bad side.

But I'm also a giant softy and I'm probably the nicest person most people will ever meet.

So if you want to become a fly on the wall of my life then keep on checkin' here.
It's bound to be interesting.

Wonderful night . . . again . . . sort of

Today was wonderful . . .
again.

Met up with my friend Shasta for a smoke again and ran into Charlie and John ^-^
They were going somewhere so we said we'd wait for them at sev, except it took them like three flipping hours to get there!! Lol, Charlie felt pretty bad, but we had fun once we met up anyways.

Shasta was wearing my hoodie, so I put it on with her still in it and put up the hood and it was like I was even fatter than I already am, lulz. Fun fun.
We were giggling so badly that eventually we both had to pee super bad. So we left my (foster) sister at Sev so the boys could find us and went to the bathroom. On our way back we put the hoodie back over the two of us and started walking, but we noticed there was a fight at the bar RIGHT BESIDE WHERE MY SISTER WAS SITTING! I instantly tensed up and Shasta asked if VIcky (sister) was okay, and I wasn't sure so we got out of the hoodie and like booked it there.
I was freaked, but it turned out that she was okay, just sitting in the same spot about two meters away.

But yup yup. Still an awesome night.

Charlie's so fun to talk to, John was fucked up on E so he didn't say much, but I got to sit and talk with Charlie towards the end of the night before he walked my sister and I home. He's a vair nice guy, I'm definitely glad that I met him :smile:

I'm pretty excited for Monday, we're getting SMASHED at the park, and I am SO excited to just hang out with a bunch of friends and get drunk ^-^

Man . . .

Righteous flippin' night last night.
Went out for a harmless smoke at 1 am after I finished watching Lost Boys and didn't come home until like 5 in the morning.
It was so much fun. Met a bunch of random people and ended up hanging out with two really rad guys. One guy named Charles (who I decided we call Charlie) and another named John.
Wonderful night.

We're getting drunk on monday, and I am super stoked.

FUCK

Yup.
Really fucking sick.
Of being so FUCKING fat.

Two Pussy's

I officially love living at my ex girlfriends place.
She has two cats and I make SO MANY dirty jokes with her parents lol

I LOVE IT

Jee, this hits it on the fucking head

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly i hate the way i don't hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

I've come to the conclusion that life would be a million times cheaper if I were anorexic

Holy crap.
I just spent $140 on groceries for my house. This is insane, I cannot believe that I spent that much money in one trip.

After I spent it I literally sat in the car staring out the window in shock, I'm pretty sure I was about to cry. A hundred and forty dollars! Can you believe that?! If it doesn't last me a long time I won't be impressed.

I still can't believe this.

Bestiiiieeeess

This conversation is pretty much
what almost every conversation with Tawni goes like.
Lulz, this is definitely what makes us the best of friends.

ILY TAWNI

Tawni: RABBLERABBLERABBLE

Jesse: I look like a fucking warrior ahahaha
Tawni: WHAI?
Jesse: I have my ex's boxers and my bra on and I was just battling the evil poop-machine
Jesse: My Dad clogged our toilet
Tawni: ROFL
Jesse: and I almost fell on my arse while I was cleaning the bathroom floor of toilet-water
Tawni: roflroflrofl
Tawni: omg
Tawni: omg
Tawni: I love you.

Jesse: ahaha
Tawni: Check my blog on nex
Jesse: Lol damn, I'm blogging this tooo ahha
Tawni: HAHA

[this next bit is during a series of blog comments about Gabby and Floofer]


Jesse: Ahahahaha
Jesse: /piddles
Tawni: /very close to piddle-ing
Tawni: Like, frsrs.
Tawni: I'm actually making the "eeeee" noise
Tawni: *snreak*

Jesse: ahahaha mee tooo
Jesse: lmfao
Tawni: rereeeeeeeeee
Jesse: ahahhaha
Jesse: Fuuuck, I can
Jesse: can't pee
Jesse: The toilet didn't un-clog
Jesse: ahaha ><
Tawni: Hahahaha
Tawni: /wheeze
Tawni: Pee in the sink!

Jesse: lmfao
Jesse: omgomg
Jesse: like Baby Mama!
Jesse: AHAHAHA I watched that last night
Tawni: OMGOGMGOMG
Tawni: I HAVE TO URINATE.

Jesse: It wasn't vair funny, but that part SO WAS
Jesse: Ahhahhh
Jesse: Fuckkk
Jesse: ><
Tawni: BRB
Jesse: Lucky betch
Jesse: YOU GET TO PEE
Tawni: IM GOING TO WET MYSELF, JESSE.
Jesse: ahaha
Tawni: /snreaks all the way to the potty
Jesse: *shakes fist*
Jesse: I HAVE TO WALK ALL THE FUCKING WAY TO TIM HORTONS OR SEV IF I WANT TO PEE
Jesse: /suffers
Tawni: I told you
Tawni: pee in the damn sink

Jesse: lol
Jesse: I'll just go to my friends place and be like "HAII. I has to pee, and and your plunger didn't unclog my toilet so can I use j00rs prease?" /angel face whilst doing the pee-dance

rurr

otaii , so i dun really wanna work todaiii
but i has tooo . and and my puppii is seepin
on maii legg and it's so cuuutee.
i has a text messageee and it's probably from
tawniii or miiikee or some onee , but i are
to lazii to go get ittttt 'cause it's on
the table across the roooommmm ><

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Wow

It amazes me how pathetically sensitive people can be.
How amazingly stupid and naive people are.

The fact that a person can go from being pretty much perfect
and pedestal-worthy, to pathetic and irritating.

I hate it when people are incapable of taking a fucking joke.
Honestly, what? Because people have said it before?

Why does everyone think I'm just like everyone else? That I'm normal and just another bitch? I sure as hell do not act like everyone else and I don't think I've ever shown myself to be anything other than a good friend who teases a lot. Are you seriously too pathetically sensitive that you can't handle me joking around with you? Go. To. Hell.
If you've spent one day with me you'll see that I make stupid jokes that mean nothing all the time.
If you can't handle that then you're clearly not worth my time and effort.

If you've known me for a while and you don't know anything about me then, again, you're not worth my time. I'm not going to get involved in this drama-bullshit you people play. I dropped out of high school to get away from it and I'm not about to take any of it from people I consider my friends.

There are certain things my friends know.
I don't think anything bad of ANY of my friends.
I don't talk bad about ANY of my friends.
I don't mean it when I call ANY of my friends names.
I joke around a lot, and I never ever mean anything I say that could be hurtful.

If that's not something you've figured out already then why, exactly, am I wasting my time trying to be friends with you? Seriously, grow some fucking balls.
August 2008
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