[31 Aug 2003|02:43pm] [ mood | worried ] That's right folks, it's once again time for one of Jessica Simpson's updates. My wedding is tomorrow, I'm extremely nervous, but I know that all my friends will be there. My girls <333 will help me to get through it. Everything is in order, the church, the tent out on the beach is already being set up for the reception, I have my dress, the flowers will be picked up. Everything is going according to plan. Why do I feel as if tomorrow it's all going to fall apart. I know something is going to go wrong. Things are going way too smoothly for something not to be brewing up, ready to boil over at any minute. You guys, I've officially gone insane, I need a good swift kick in my ass. - She takes a deep breath - Everything is going to be fine. With all that rambling said, I would just like to thank everyone who is going to attend my wedding in advance. It means so much to me to have all of my friends there. So thank you all. Also, I have an important question for Benji, he's probably going to look at me like I'm stupid, but I'll kick his ass if he says no to me. I'm going to have my girls, Lyssa, Mandy, Brody, Maggie, Amy, Erika and my little sister Ashlee standing beside me and supporting me tomorrow during the ceremony. Dear God, watch me trip and fall flat on my face while I'm walking down the aisle. I can see that picture being printed on the front page of the National Enquirer. I'm beginning to scare myself...so enough with the rambling. 1 comment|post comment

[31 Aug 2003|12:32am] [ mood | amused ] For the lovely Mrs. Amanda Moore Madden. Your Body is a Wonderland we've got the afternoon you've got this room for two one thing I've left to do discover me discovering you one mile to every inch of your skin like porcelain one pair of candy lips and your bubblegum tongue cause if you want love we'll make it swim in a deep sea of blankets take all your big plans and break 'em this is bound to be awhile your body is a wonderland your body is a wonder I'll use my hands your body is a wonderland something about the way the hair falls in your face I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillow case you tell me where to go though I might leave to find it I'll never let your head hit the bed without my hand behind it if you want love we'll make it swim in a deep sea of blankets take all your big plans and break 'em this is bound to be awhile Your body is a wonderland Your body is a wonder I'll use my hands damn, baby you frustrate me I know you're mine all mine all mine but you look so good it hurts sometimes your body is a wonderland your body is a wonder I'll use my hands your body is a wonderland 2 comments|post comment

Tired [29 Aug 2003|04:38pm] [ mood | pissed off ] Where to begin? It appears yet another article has been written about me, when I've clearly said there shouldn't be. Now granted it is a gossip column and I know for a fact none of the bullshit this bitch is saying about me is true, BUT, I will not sit here and let it be said without saying something myself. First off I would like to tell Grace how I feel with a little gesture I learned from my good friend Benji Madden -Holding up her hands she lifts both her middle fingers - Fuck...you... - Smiles sweetly - Second of all, I would just like to point out how stupid you're making yourself look by writing this dumbass article about me. Granted maybe the last articles you wrote about me had some truth, but I admitted that to everyone. I've said my apologies and everyone has gotten over it. Why can't you? It saddens me that you spend your life writing shit like this. You think this makes you a real writer? Think again. Real writers have talent and that sure as hell isn't what you have. Now I realize some of you are going to be thinking, "Jessi, why are you saying all this letting her get to you, it's what she wants. Don't give her what she wants." It needs to be said, she is going to see and read what I have to say. I don't want another article written about me, you people haven't ONCE asked for an interview about me...you only focus on the bad things in my past and pass me off as a bad person. Everyone else gets nice things said about them, obviously I've done or said something that Grace doesn't like so she feels the need to make my life hell. Well, it's going to stop. Some of you will read this and think I'm a bad person for writing such things. I don't care, I'm defending myself, my relationship, as well as my family. I will not tolerate things like this being written about me constantly Thank you Lyssa for defending me, you'll never know how much you truly mean to me. Edited: I shouldn't jump to conclusions. - She sighs- 5 comments|post comment

I'm emo. [22 Aug 2003|12:01am] [ mood | contemplative ] I've been thinking a lot about friendship lately. What it means to me and how all of my friends are special in each way. Alyssa She is my Goddess, no one can scare me the way she can. - grins - Lyssa always listens to my side of the story. She doesn't always agree with the things I do, despite what people think or believe. Alyssa is one of the best people I've ever met. Sometimes I feel like I don't thank her enough for being my friend. She deserves to be thanked. She brightens my day each time I sign online or even when she walks through the door of my house. She has something about her that is impossible to resist loving. I'll never stop loving my Lyssa...ever. Amy Amy is my strength, my corset wearing beauty. The voice of a dark angel, you'd look at her, so small and beautiful never believing she could have a voice so large. She amazes me with everything she does. I'm so proud of her with everything she's doing. All the success she's getting is much deserved. Amy, along with Lyssa, has a peice of my heart. She is an amazing human being who deserves to be loved. Not ignored. - Smiles - Go Pierre. Pierre Pierre is my laughter. He is the source of everything fun. His humor amazes and delights me. I can be in the worst mood in the world and all pierre has to do is say one little thing and I'm falling on my butt laughing. Pierre can also be the best listener in the world. As well as comforting. He has so much depth, and shows you his feelings through many of his songs. Those are only a few things I love about my pierre. I felt the need to get my feelings out about these wonderful human beings. If you weren't mentioned tonight it doesn't mean I don't love you. I love every single one of my friends. I just had to get a few things out about certain people. I love you all and I will write and say everything that I love about each and everyone of you. Benji, Brody, Mandy, Matt... - Smiles - And the list goes on... 7 comments|post comment

Another oneee [21 Aug 2003|02:10pm] [ mood | bouncy ] For my lesbian lover/punk rock girl BRODEH! Punk Rock Girls Leather jackets, stupid boyfriends, poor report cards, life is just a ball Hi- top Chucks and bubblegum and oh my gosh I'd love to love them all They're so cool their style is never cramped Too much of everything and everyone is amped Well, do't get hot and bothered listen, I know I got problems I also know just what this goofy world needs Yummy yummy punk rock girls [x4] I wish they all were punk rock girls The smartest of the smartest and the sweetest of the sweetest, they're the most Me and Dr. Frank have both decided that we love them more than toast I wish they'd let me share their bubblegum And let me hang with them and life would be so fun I should be sedated cuz my heart is all inflated I guess I gotta get me one or two [Chorus] I don't know where I'm going, but I know just where I'd like to be With my punk rock girlfriend kissing me Let's go post comment

Lysseh I love you baby :-* [21 Aug 2003|12:24pm] [ mood | horny ] Look at my mood - Giggles - Can you tell me? How do you feel? How do you feel? (talk, talk to me) In your letter it said you wanted to Talk to me talk, talk, to me talk to me That you're missing my loving Asking am I gonna give it yo ya She said I like the way it put it down on me, me, me baby That there's nothing more she'd rather do, do than Follow me, follow me to my bedroom (Both of our bodies) Follow me, follow me to my bedroom (this'll be a night you won't forget)(x2) Relax, unwind and just take your time take, take your, take your time I would like to show you, get to know you, hold you, kiss you Running my fingers through your hair How do you like it? Let's just take it nice and slow and enjoy the flow Follow me (alright) follow me to my bedroom (you know what you gotta do, you know what you gotta do take my hand) Follow me, follow me to my bedroom (this'll be a night you won't forget) Follow me, follow me to my bedroom (follow me, follow me darling) Follow me, follow me to my bedroom Can you follow me? When I get on top and I make it real hot and you tell me don't stop (Ooh yeah) Are you fallin'? When I get on top and make it real hot and you tell me don't stop Whose name you calling? When I get on top and make it real hot and your telling me don't stop Are you falling? When I get on top and make it real hot and you tell me don't stop (Ohh yeah, talk, talk to me) How do you feel? (both our bodies) How do you feel? (all I wanna know) How do you feel? (how do you feel?) How do you feel? (follow me lady) post comment

He's the boy all the bad girls want. [20 Aug 2003|06:45pm] [ mood | amused ] Okay, now I realize this is a song about a girl, but when I thought of it I instantly thought of Pierre so, - She laughs - Pierre baby I HEART YOU! 8 o'clock Monday night and I'm waiting To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me Her name is Nona she's a rocker with a nose ring She wears a 2-way, but I'm not quite sure what that means And when she walks, all the wind blows and the angels sing But, she doesn't notice me Cause she's watching wrestling Creaming over tough guys Listening to rap metal Turntables in her eyes Chorus It's like a bad movie; she's looking through me, if you were me than you'd be, Screaming, "someone shoot me," as I fail miserably, Trying to get the GIRL ALL THE BAD GUYS WANT ... She likes the Godsmack and I like Agent Orange Her CD changer's full of singers that are mad at their dad She said she'd like to score some refer and a 40oz She'll never know that I'm the best that she'll never have And when she walks, all the wind blows and the angels sing But, she'll never notice me Cause she's watching wrestling Creaming over tough guys Listening to rap metal Turntables in her eyes She likes them with a mustache Racetrack season pass Driving in a Trans Am Does a mullet make a man? Chorus There she goes again with fishnets on And dread locks in her hair She broke my heart I want to be sedated All I wanted was to see her naked Now I'm watching wrestling Trying to be a tough guy Listening to rap metal Turn tables in my eyes I can't grow a mustache and I ain't got no season pass All I got's a moped Chorus Cause she's the girl all the bad guys want 2 comments|post comment

My friend Benji.. [19 Aug 2003|08:59pm] [ mood | giddy ] [This is not her confessing love, it's the only song I could find that remotely came close to how she felt. It sounds lovey dovey but it's not meant to. SO NO RUMORS!] They gave me a life that's not so easy to live, And then they sent me on my way. I've left my love and forgot my dreams, And lost them all along the way Those little things you say, When words mean so much You never back down. When they all shy away You always listen to me. What do I get to get me through this sleepless nights? And what do I have to hold when no one's there to hold me tight? And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this? That's what I feel and I feel you. This ain't no bed of nails, But there not roses just the same But God this road sure can be long Another endless day another seven hundred miles Will take me further from my home Those little things you say, When words mean so much You never back down. When they all shy away You always listen to me What do I get to get me through this sleepless nights? And what do I have to hold when no one's there to hold me tight? And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this? That's what I feel and I feel you. (I know what you're goin' through now Believe me I feel this) What do I get to get me through this sleepless nights? And what do I have to hold when no one's there to hold me tight? And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this? That's what I feel and I feel you. post comment

Brody...erm... [19 Aug 2003|03:05pm] Who will your ex-husband be? by Bert Name Ex-Husband Tim Armstrong Date Married October 19, 2011 Date Divorced October 9, 2033 Reason for Divorce He is gay Amount of Alimony $163,592 Created with quill18's MemeGen! 2 comments|post comment

My friend Amy. [18 Aug 2003|08:03pm] [ mood | loved ] For as long as it takes, I'm going to dedicate one song a day to each of my friends. A song that describes the way I feel about them. Today, since Amy thinks she's losing touch with me, I'm going to prove to her it's not true. Here is my love for you Amy. Can't you see? There's a feeling that's come over me Close my eyes You're the only one that leaves me completely breathless No need to wonder why Sometimes a gift like this you can't deny 'Cause I wanted to fly, so you gave me your wings And time held its breath so I could see, yeah And you set me free There's a will There's a way Sometimes words just can't explain This is real I'm afraid I guess this time there's just no hiding, fighting You make me restless You're in my heart The only light that shines there in the dark 'Cause I wanted to fly, so you gave me your wings And time held its breath so I could see, yeah And you set me free When I was alone You came around When I was down You pulled me through And there's nothing that I wouldn't do for you 'Cause I wanted to fly, so you gave me your wings And time held its breath so I could see, yeah And you set me free. 2 comments|post comment

[18 Aug 2003|12:14pm] [ mood | guilty ] Apparently, I'm mean. I know they're my friends, and I know they're just kidding, but after a while, it starts to hurt my feelings. 1 comment|post comment

[17 Aug 2003|04:38am] [ mood | grateful ] [ music | How Could an Angel Break my Heart -- ] Lately, my life has become a bit...boring? I've become a boring person and I hate that about myself. I say all of my friends never talk to me anymore but, I'm starting to believe it's the other way around. I've become so into spending time with Joey, and with Bri, that maybe I've forgotten how important my friends are to me. I'm not saying I don't love Joey, or that he and Bri make my life boring. They make my life special. I love them both, very much, I'm glad they're in my life and glad they're going to be my family. I would also like to point something out to Mandy I did buy you that BLING BLING because I love you, you meanie head. Not just because you're in my wedding but because you mean something to me. I love you like my own sister, you're a great person and no one can make me laugh like you can. Or, make ahem, hairy balls sound as funny as you do. I've been spending a lot of time with Maggeh she's my new lesbian lover. I buy her flowers and she gives me hot sweaty animal sex. - Grins - Needless to say I'm breakin' my pockets keepin' the little lady happy. Brody has become one of the most important people in my life. I've shared things with her that are really special with me. She understands what I'm going through and helps me. I do my best to be a good friend to her, help her in anyway that I can. I love her. Brody is a very strong, and amazing woman. Of course I can't mention Brody and not mention Benji, I miss my big brother Benji. - She sighs - He...Benji was my rock. Anytime I had a problem, or needed someone Benji was always there for me. Things happened, I guess eventually, over time we grew apart. I HATE that. I miss being friends with him. I miss getting on his nerves, him calling me a dork and making faces at me. I went and messed all of that up with my stupid drama. I may never get what he and I had back. And that, breaks my heart. Me getting all mushy - Wipes her cheeks that glisten with fresh tears - Typical Jessi, right? Heh. I somehow managed to leave out Alyssa, my Lyssie bear. I just want her to know, that without her, life wouldn't be worth living. Without ANY of my friends. I could not go on. I love everyone of you. Thank you for making such a big impact on my life. 3 comments|post comment

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