So, hi! I'm Daffodil. Some people call me Daffy, but I prefer Daffodil. Actually, anyone who calls me Daffy gets a swift punch to the gut, but that's beside the point. Jazz's my older sister, and since she NEVER uses her journal I decided that it was way cooler if I just borrowed it.
Okay... so... lemme see... Um, first off, I'm fourteen, Jazz is three years older and she NEVER misses a chance to rub it in. I like punk music, and Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas, and this kid in my history class named Joss, 'cause he has like a really hot lip ring.
Today at school, we had a surprise like drunk driving presentation, and the principal was like, "Oooh there's been an accident, everyone go to the bleachers," and we like ALL had to go to the bleachers and watch this boring presentation where they like had to pull all these dead kids out of these cars and there were cops and firemen and it was SO obviously fake, only there was a helicopter, so that was kind of cool. Anyway, the dead kids have to go into hiding for like a few days, and there are like TWENTY OF THEM. So Jazz's boyfriend is one of the dead kids and she's all like, "Oh, I miss him so much," and I'm like, "Puh-leeze. You're just sad 'cause he's not here to by you lunch, dipwad," and then she's like to dumb to say anything, so she just goes of and pretends to cry.
Oh, yeah, and today in history, Joss forgot his book, so he like, turned around to me, and actually SAID, "Hey, can I borrow your book for a sec?" It was so hot! I swear, he totally digs me.
More later! Kay, bye!
Jasmine Perishing Community Member 
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