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      Hello Fam,

    *Cue dramatic music* Miss me? Okay okay, before anyone comes for me or starts throwing virtual tomatoes, yes I ghosted the blogs...again BUT in my defense, i'm awesome sooooo so nice to be here again, on the verge of apologizin cuz hey we all have our flaws and for me its not being able to be on time to entertain you lads. By lads I mean Fam, MY Fam. So anyways like every one of my blogs, i've got good news and bad news, hot tea, and jus "me" kinda tea, and lets just all agree, i'm hot too. jk though, JUST KIDDING!

   Anyways purpose of my blog today was... actually what was it? Yesss entertainment, some good old family-friendly entertainment (probably will have to rethink the family-friendly part hehe) BUTTTTTT before we dive into that I got an email saying you guys need the emojis in my blogs back? Well thing is... ITS MY LIFE JESSICA LET ME LIVE ITTT!!! I love you guys but no, the emojis are wayyy too much work. And don't take me wrong, this isn't hate to you guys but I barely have time to even write now. Consider yourselves lucky to be honest. Charlie's also been begging for attention but i'm not giving him a peck because the rivalry is still in my head. Rivalry reminds me AGAIN. WHY DO YOU WANNA KNOW BOUT CHOTU??? LIKE HOW TF WOULD I KNOW WHAT HE ATE FOR BREAKFAST, ASK HIM!!

  Its like, if you hate someone, it means ya avoid THAT someone, not ask him if his orange juice was lumpy enough or how drizzled he likes his pancakes. But lets just head to the usual chaos no? 

  In my previous blog I mentioned trying out Football, it was fun, and catchy and really lifted your spirits but for me? Might've been more like a fling. I mean I LOVED the while I played it but the ummm, the universe, yes the universe didn't want me to play. Everytime i'd buy a football it would get punctured within a day or two but that wasn't even the issue. So hear me out, football is like a skill. You gotta be really talented to ace it and if you're not, yeah then it requires a lot of time to achieve that talent. I don't have that. I mean I barely got time to write the blogs and all time I can actually wait for is for my makeup to set or my nailpolish to dry. PLUS its not like I don't got much talents, i'm amazing, i'm pretty, i'm occasionally "yours"—jk jk but I really slay the first two.

  Aside from that I was going through some old stuff and found a journal of mine. And you know it wasn't THAT bad. Kind of. But it was really entertaining to read and I really "shined" back then. I had flair, I had drama, I had emotional damage, so i'll upload that journal pretty soon too. But if you would ask me to describe it, it's like a cheap ripoff of "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" but only if Greg was less narcissistic and more miserable. BUT the sass was still there. There was a part I was reading , keep in mind this is the time period my Dad would ask me to make chai- and a little too much, so I was like "I was told daughter's are father's favorite, but i'm not sure if favoritism depends on chai. Maybe I should just keep dumping chai in his grave so he can enjoy his afterlife" And there was a FRICKIN PICTURE of ME dumping a CUP A CHAI on someone's GRAVEEE. Hand-drew, yes, but that was horried. I mean hello?? Therapy wasn't expensive ya could've asked. I loved my ten year old self but sometime's I just wish I could yell some sense into her like "BABE NO, DON"T DO THISSS". For the record I love my dad and would never think like that again. We're good, he's alive, he drinks his own chai and everyone's safe

  I also started learning sketching by the way and let me tell you, its going chaotic. Like one day i'm like, "Wait... I could actually open up a gallery, call it moody lines or something" and the very next day I stare at the same drawing that had me go bonkers and whisper, "This? This is- What in the actual F- is this?!?!" Like one sec i'm like chef's kiss and the other... BURN ITT!! Also all the tutorials make it look so easy but when you actually try it you'll realize you've never been scammed harder. They'll tell me to draw a circle and ill draw a potato. Then add nose and eyes and shade, me: adds nose and cries. I haven't given up yet though, maybe i'll surprise myself and upload a sketch here so stay tuned. That is unless I burn it though.

  Also ya'll I messaged Chotu at like 3:50 and its 4:10 right now, he literally hates me I swear. I mean... that he does but still. 20 WHOLE minutes is a lot of time to leave someone on deliveredddd. He'd probably kill me to shut me the hell up if he had the chanceee. 

  Anyways I guess I should wrap things up here, i'll mention more in my next blog so stay tuned for that. I also am starting a questionnaire. So if there is anything you guys want to ask me and I mean ANYTHING, you guys can email me. Ill try to answer most of your questions in my next blog. Don't forget to share and comment, it really helps support me, and for the love of all things caffeinated don't ask me what Chotu does or did, I wont know. Also he still didn't text me back, its like 4:20 right now, he def wants me to die and he's getting on my nerves for ittt, I hate that dudeee. Anyways Love you all ❤❤❤ and byeeeee!! ✌✌✌

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