Nueroticism.

I have decided to make this whole blog thing a daily occirance.. Well maybe bi-daily. Some days are just plain boring enough with out writing it all down.
Today on the whole was one of those days.
I visited my dear friend Bejaysus, (again code names. Seriously no mother would surely?) she hobbled to the bathroom, and was gone for quite some time. Judging from the smell.. You can guess why.. ;). Anyhoo. When she did eventually return, (It does take her some time to proceed from one room to another nowa days)she sat down. And said " you tidied didn't you." And tbh i hadn't even realized i was doing it. So i sheepishly replied yes. Infact i did tidy your DUMP why go to the bathroom you shoulda just done it right here! Well i didn't exactly voice that outloud. But you know.
She then told me i was nuerotic. which leads me to this here blog. I have come to the conclusion, after 15 years on earth that i am nuerotic. Not a nice thing.
Surely though, i am not the only one, who can't think and gets angry and stressed in mess? Tidy house is a tidy mind. Good god i hate to see what goes on through Bejaysus's head!
So it's not really so bad that i must ALWAYS without fail put the toilet seat down before i flush because of the germs that land on the ceiling? Not to wierd that if i go on rollercoasters or such like i immediately way up the possibilities of the derailment. Even hold down my jewellery in the off chance it might fly on to the rails causing this. Or won't stop doing things untill there done perfectly?
Well. Its clearly my mothers fault for bringing me up in a cluttered envirement with thousands of animals and people going through. And dust everywhere. Cheers mama ;).
Yours faithfully Jessy.

Anyone wanna joing our band :D?

Right well this is going to be a cheery one. Ha. Theres the cheer :|. Im not paticularly in a bad mood. Its been a lovely day really..
Its just the fact that i have just realized that my band truly are terrible and that the one tiny glimmer of shining hope we had.. I think it was just put out with a torrential downpour. So to make things a little clearer..
About a month ago.. I was aproached in the street (literally in the street no word of a lie!) by someone i could only imagine must be on some sort of outrageous dare that clearly went wrong. Majorly. As i actually complied haha. Anyway carrying on, a girl approached me about my guitar (which i was carrying because i just had a lesson in town) and asked me if i wanted to be in a band. I agreed and willingly gave out my mobile number to her. A complete stranger. And then arranged to meet up. Looking back it does seem a little stupid. But thats beside the point. We met up. And well.. sort of jammed. Badly.. But it was all good fun. Bassist, drummer and me. We'll call the loonie who approached me red. And my drummer eiffle. (code names.. You'd understand if you met them;)) So we learned one song. Maybe two.. Went through about four singers. Then i was informed of the fact that we have two gigs coming up for hour sets. Not a good thing for us as we are truly terible. Eiffle keeps telling we are going to be fine at these gigs. I'm all like.. HELLO! WE KNOW ONE SONG! We've been bumbling along okay. Not really learning anything. And the first gig is in about three weeks. I am praying for a miracle.. Broken wrist would do.. So today. We meet up for a practise. And i am told that we are meeting the band that plays after us. We go to there amazing "Rock basement" which is actually under an estate agent.. (makes you wonder what they get up to huh?) And they totally rock. Like there amazing. Sitting there rocking out, our jaws drop.. and we're left like.. oooh.. And then they say.. "So shall we all jam?" This dreaded line. I think i must of gone white. I mean i could not sit playing my menial guitar after watching somone who has either been playing his entire life or has some mega talent.. The others clearly got the message so we sort of wriggled out of it and watched them continue there set.. So aftrer we leave their basement/loveden ;), we walk away the truth dawning on how terrible we really are. I mean i know this must be the third time we have said this/ But it's also the truth. And to top it all off, (we still have no singer btw) They are considering, dropping the whole only girl band idea and gettting in a couple of guy guitarist.. And guess who they want to sing? Oh yes. Yours truly Miss Jess M, (got a ring to it :P) I know nothing about singing. So. I think that really this whole band thing has been a nice experiance, but we really are best off as.. Gig goers rather then gig players. So please do not expect us to be playing anywhere near you. Anytime soon.
Yours faithfully Jessy,
P.s anyone wanna join? :P.

Hello.

Hello, my name is Jess.
I am 15 years old.
I have never written a blog before so bear with me if this is... Well you know unbearable.
I suppose i am writing this to give people an insight to the life of a 15 year old girl.
Bullshit.
I am writing this because i am painfully bored. On a saturday night none the less. This is not a good thing. 15 year old girls are expected to be rampaging around the streets at 8 in the evening. Getting rat arsed and taken in to the police station. Getting that crappy letter home to the 'rents saying "Your daughter has been summoned to the caught of law for underage drinking, assaulting a police officer and impersonating a person.. ect ect.. Instead i am siting at my P.c thinking and quote "Maybe i should of read someone elses bloggs before i jumped right in there and started my own..." Yep. Probably should have.
Well who knows how faithful to this old thing i'll be anyway eh? :P.
Right. I will start by telling you about myself? I think this may be a good place to start..
Okay, so we have established the fact i am 15. Thats a lovely age. Old enough to know.. To young to care. Not quite that bit legal...
Moving swiftly to the fact i am surprisingly normal considering my background.
My hippie mother and many siblings, have yet to damage me for life.. So thats good.
I'm taught at home have been since i was 9, so have been completely sheltered from the views and unmorall ways of other 15 years olds. Yes, believe it or not. People believe that crap.
Ha.
Right lets make this easier before i lose my "audience" and believe me i'm only just getting started ;)
So far we've covered the fact im 15 and taught at home.
Easier way,

Age- 15
Education- Homeschooled
Birth date- 23/8/1994 (for you wierdo's who can actually work out star signs;)
Current Status- Well madly in love of course. (What teenager isn't with someone!)
Current mood- Well i metioned i was bored. But this is actually a rather good cure.
Living- England. A little village i like to call.. SHIT haha. Na its all right really. haha.

Well im going to wrap it up.
Perhaps take up my earlier thoughts of looking at someone elses?
Yours faithfully. (or not..) Jesssy (: