I think Im gonna stick to keeping any deep feelings on paper. This scene has to many private eyes out there. Ha.

Laters.

Oh Dear.

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So, thats pretty much how I feel right now.

Not that anyones arsed.

Oh well.

I just need to at least think someone is there, even if noone is.

Sorry to go all 'Im such a troubled teenage misfit' on your ass.

This is just so you know Im alive. Ive just not got anything to say.

My prototype..

Here's a bag I made.........

Here are the fabrics Im making my bags out of, Im really excited....

This is my favourite....

Here is a bag I made.

My blog wont let me write without it being underlined.

I may post some writings soon, I just really can't be bothered now. Im gonna do my assignment and go to bed.

I need to get this out, and its not really appropriate to let it out verbally right now. My head keeps just stopping today, Ill tune back in and realise Ive just been sitting, not even thinking, just sitting, for like 10 minutes. I did it inbetween the words 'today' and 'Ill' on the line above. I don't know why this keeps happening, cause when it does its not like Im thinking about anything, I just stop. Weird. I think I could actually cry at any moment... Sorry.

My Room.

Here are some of my favourite things in my room...

My 6 month anniversary Daz box that Matt made me, its a real box of daz, but with a new outside, it makes my room smell good...

My boards with pictures and other stuff on....

My Wall.E calendar, pretty self explanatory...

And last but not least my clock...

I dont know why some of the font is underlined. I couldnt get rid of it.

I feel like writing something. But I don't have anything to write about.

I wish I could write about all the stuff in my head. But I cant get it out right.

Maybe some other time.

The First Day Of My Life...

I've had this song on repeat for quite some time now.

There's just something about it.

I wish I was asleep.

Heres what I made, its a purse, or its supposed to be. Its not very good but it was fun.

                                    

Since my last post, Ive had ideas of things to write about, but still not much as yet.

Im in the mood to make something, maybe if I make anything good it might make it on here later.

Okay, so, Ive been trying to write some stuff, but its just not happening. I cant think of anything else to say. Maybe later...

...Oh, heres me as a panda for your enjoyment.

I really should write on here more often...

Okay, so my last post wasnt a hit, not that I was expecting it to be, but you know. I finished all my 11 exams last week and Im still here so woo! (Its okay if you didnt think that was worth celebrating, but if you do, please feel free to do so!) Some exciting things going on these days, I suppose. Ive made millions more journals, or what feels like millions anyway. Selling my first one this week though which is really quite cool. I made one for myself too, Ill take pictures, and if anyone out there has one and would like to take a picture as I forgot to do so before I gave them out, feel free to post them on here, or elsewhere, you know.

According to Mark and 'addressthenaked.blogspot.com' I am ' Jessica Mary Littler - Musician - Creative Type' That sounds really formal reading about myself in such a way. I wouldnt really class myself as a musician, more just an instrument player, and only a half decent one at that. But ah well, each to their own, I suppose. Ive used loooooads of commas ','s in this post, or so it seems. The sentences I write are really really long, I dont know why Im saying these things, its just coming straight from my eyes to my brain through my fingers onto this electronic paper type thing I am now writing on. Hmmm, I asked Mark before did he think that if I steal 'Thom Beal's' MacBook, would he know it was me, as that is what I am currently type type typing away on, and would really love to have one of these all of my own. Ive got a bit of a tummy ache, which I had last night too and I went all light headed and felt really really strange. It was proper wierd. Anyway Im gona go, my little finger is hurting!!!

Byeeeee!!!

Disclaimer: If 'Thom Beal's' MacBook does go missing in the time it is left in this room till tomorrow, it wasnt me!! And that is in all seriousness!!!

Laters!