The Dentist is a Sicko.

I'm bored. ImboredImboredImsobored!!!! I scraped my left, big toe yesterday playing soccer outside with Kyle. And guess what-I went to the dentist and got a filling. Just some advice; NEVER GET A FILLING! Yeah, they numb you before they DRILL it, but the shot hurts BAD. They take this long needle and stick it in the very back of your mouth, slowly, (and by the way, he didn't even tell me he was about to stick me with and needle, and was cheerily talking about Halloween as he did it. Sicko!) and leave IT THERE! For about ten seconds, the whole time it feels absolutely horrible. I hated it. The dentist is sick! I can't really tell the difference between now and when I supposedly had the cavity. But I never even could see the cavity.
Well I'll go now, I'm about to have Wendy's for supper! Mmm!
-Jessica, DreamofFalling.

No Sleep

I am so tired. My eyes feel like they are going to fall out-and looking at the computer doesn't help (but I can't stay away, I'm addicted to Facebook!). Last night my brother, Kyle, slept at his friend's house, but that left my youngest brother, Cody, alone in the room, so I volunteered to 'watch' him last night. (Basically just sleep in there.) But I don't sleep well in unfamiliar places-any place but my bed-or with other people in the room. I don't know why, I'm just weird. So anyway, that I explains how I got exactly NO sleep last night. Also, Cody snores very loudly, and he sucks on the back of his hand, noisily, as he sleeps. Right now I could collapse on the keyboard, so I just hope I get sleep tonight. In my own room!

-Jessica, DreamofFalling.

Introduction

Hey, readers! For my first post I'll just do a short introduction. I'm Jessica, age 15, 4th child in ten, Christian, and vegetarian. I change moods a lot so my posts will most likely vary in length, theme, and whether or not I choose to use good vocabulary. I love write, and I write anything from fiction to blogs to poetry, and maybe the occasional book review. I won't be writing fiction here, and probably won't do poetry either, though I may occasionally. I always daydream about making a blog and (shock of all shocks)...someone actually reading it! If you read my blogs and you like it, remember I love comments, so please do.

Jessica, DreamofFalling.