About me:

I don't use Myspace so much these days. Find me on Facebook: jessicakate_wilson@hotmail.com

I AM...

I am a Christian,
a child of God,
saved.
I am a tea addict,
a pastry lover,
a craver.
I am a photographer,
a writer,
a poet,
a painter,
a creative little thing.
I am a reader,
a movie buff,
a relaxer,
a St George Illawarra Dragons fan.
I am a dreamer,
a thinker,
philosophical.
I am an enigma.
I am a fainter,
constantly lethargic,
regularly sick.
I am a best friend,
a friend,
a little sister,
a youngest daughter,
an auntie thrice,
a cousin,
a niece,
a granddaughter.
I am an adult.
I am a psychoanalyst,
a dream-interpreter,
an observer.
I am a walking contradiction.
I am intolerant to cold,
a lover of the sun,
a summer girl by heart.
I am English,
Scottish
and French blooded,
Pakistani born and raised,
an Australian citizen.
I am artistic,
a designer,
an interior decorator,
a fashion adviser.
I am moody,
happy,
sad,
excited,
afraid.
I am fascinated by trees,
attentive to detail,
amused by trivial things.
I am never bored.
I am cultured.
I am quiet,
shy,
outgoing,
loud.
I am cautious,
fearful.
I am an encourager,
a helper,
loyal,
honest,
caring,
understanding,
a listener.
I am ambitious,
a poser.
dramatic,
weird,
fun,
unique.
I am loved.
I am peach-skinned,
chocolate haired,
aqua eyed.
I am affectionate,
cuddly,
kissable.
I am cute,
friendly,
nice,
an inviter.
I am funny,
witty,
lame.
I am silly,
sensible,
intelligent.
I am thoughtful,
deep,
mature.
I am remorseful,
apologetic,
changed,
new.
I am disorganised,
a last minute person,
a routine cleaner,
a bad story teller.
I am a babysitter,
a nurturer,
a busy little bee.
I am a procrastinator.
I am sensitive,
soft,
gentle,
empathetic.
I am forgiven.
I am a leader,
convicted of what I believe,
respectful,
moral.
I am complicated,
self-conscious,
sometimes withdrawn,
sometimes crazy,
unpredictable.
I am Jessica rabbit,
Jess the cat from postman pat,
Snow White.
I am a problem solver,
logical,
spontaneous.
I am emotional,
claustrophobic,
indecisive,
computer literate,
anti-abortion,
I am always in the right place at the right time,
blessed,
a traveller,
a wanderer,
a sucker for a man on a motorbike.
I am a member of the gym.
I am a white gold girl.
I am me.

I LOVE...

I love God.
I love reading and studying the Bible,
Christian books,
apologetics.
I love when a hot man reads a book,
a man on a motorbike,
the "dark stallion" type.
I love sunsets,
trees,
waterscapes,
rocky water,
sunshine,
sunsets,
beaches,
the outback,
nature.
I love how in the dark of night when all the lights go out and everyone is in bed the waves keep crashing.
I love the colour red,
purple,
black,
lime green.
I love white gold,
and silver.
I love unusual/unexpected advertisements,
unusual/arthouse movies,
unusual/absurdist theatre,
unusual/surrealist and abstract art,
unusual/philosophic novels.
I love most unusual things.
I love being an unusual/unordinary sort of girl.
I love dreams,
the sub-conscious,
analysing any and everything,
psychology,
philosophy,
theology.
I love art,
photography,
design.
I love reading,
writing,
poetry.
I love music,
dance,
theatre,
drama,
acting,
entertainment.
I love culture.
I love food from every country,
people of all colours, languages, personalities.
I love friends,
family,
and my beautiful nieces.
I love babies
and children.
I love nice people,
people who smile,
talking to strangers.
I love tea,
food,
pasta.
I love Spanish,
Thai,
Italian,
Indian,
Peruvian,
German,
Brazilian.
I love sweet and sour pork,
vegetable samosa,
popcorn,
peppermint chocolate,
nutty chocolate,
coxinha,
calamari,
fish and chips,
STEAK,
the noodles from the first shop in Hunter Connection,
pastries from the german bakery.
I love travelling,
holidays,
relaxing,
adventure.
I love date nights with Bec and Claire,
coffee with friends or family.
I love animals,
especially turtles
and whales.
I love my cats,
and my fish, Dendrobium "Drobi."
I love orchids,
the tree in my backyard,
trees that tell a story,
especially deciduous trees in a state of nudity.
I love sleeping,
my electric blanket,
my red sheets,
my red wall,
my lovely room.
I love the "heaven level" of Myer in the city,
Ikea,
the Deutsch bank lifts.
I love designing,
inventing,
watching home makeover shows on tv.
I love being captured by a good novel, the inability to put it down, and the
overwhelming joy and relief of finishing it.
I love junk mail,
ezibuy catalogues,
receiving letters,
paying bills,
filling out forms,
playing the piano,
making movies.
i love watching movies,
old TV shows,
writing songs,
naming my future kids,
laughing,
photoshopping.
I love witty humour,
sarcasm.
I love surrealism in art,
romanticism in life,
and absurdism in theatre.
I love talking to strangers,
men who still practice chivalry,
being treated like a lady,
the door being opened for me,
the gesture of a man to let you enter or exit first.
I love the dragons,
mystery,
the dark,
swings,
parks,
walking,
singing.
I love Christmas,
Shakespeare,
metal things.
I love colouring-in,
painting,
twisty crayons.
I love cutting things out of newspapers and magazines,
learning new words.
I love colour,
croissants,
cooking,
pretty paper.
I love the heater in winter,
long hot showers,
candlelit bubble baths.
I love my teddy bear, Phoenix,
my best friend, Bec.
I love things that hang or dangle,
texture,
vibrancy,
sparkles.
I love modern architecture,
fancy lighting,
functional art.
I love abstraction.
I love coffee table books,
fine art,
antiques.
I love second hand book stores,
sun dried tomatoes,
supporting breast cancer research,
my Haiti sponsor child, Edenise.
I love recollecting my childhood through photographs and cassette tapes,
history,
English,
evidence of age.
I love rhythm.
having a clean room,
the sound of cats purring,
the smell of fresh bread,
and male cologne.
I love sunsets,
fresh air,
massages.
I love baby-soft skin,
black socks.
I love weird, twisted movies,
artistic cd covers,
the original copy.
I love freedom,
grassy hills,
snow-capped mountains.
I love losing weight,
toning muscle,
exercise.
I love being home alone,
or being the last person awake.
I love reading in bed until the late hours of the night,
having my lamp on when everyone else is asleep.
I love when my cats rub against my legs
or when they lick my toes,
when they suck your clothes
and when babies do that too.
I love holding a sleeping child,
having their head resting against your shoulder.
I love calming down a screaming baby,
rocking a baby to sleep.
I love beauty.
I love being different.
I love holding hands with someone you love,
falling asleep in their lap,
laughing with them.
I love singing in the car,
deep thinking in the shower,
seeing the world creatively and theatrically,
having arthouse dreams.
I love people playing with my hair.
I love imagining,
dreaming,
analysing poetry,
language techniques.
I love juxtapositions,
anachronisms,
metaphors.
I love personality,
identity,
individualistic quirks.
I love improvisation,
spontaneity,
adventure.
I love you.
I love the word eradicate.
I love watercolour paintings,
long jettys,
waves crashing against rocks,
jaguars (cars).
I love playing pool,
trivia,
karaoke.
I love donuts,
teleportation!!
I love freebies,
compliments.
I love standing on my window sill with the wind brushing against me,
having bbqs at home in summer,
finger writing on foggy glass.
I love the feeling post gym or other exercise,
the big stadium lights shining through my curtains at night.
I love driving home when it's getting dark and there is that final colour of sunset in the sky.
I love the vast creativity of and within the world.
I love knowing the guy who made it all.
I love magnetic poetry,
inside jokes with bec,
fish in all sorts of random places,
dvds,
cds,
mars bars.
I love how my mum doesn't understand sarcasm.
I love cleaning my ears when they are really dirty,
having sand in my hair!
I love beach hair!
I love completion.
I also love that word.
I love shopping with my sisters,
laughing and talking with my brother.
I love when my brother massages me,
washes my feet,
squishes my face,
pats my head,
opens the car door for me,
is protective of me,
tells me he loves me,
hugs me,
tells me I'm special,
treats me like a princess.
I love my brother.
I love doing the crossword with my dad.
I love when my dad makes tea for me.
I love coffee with my mum.
I love getting flowers
chocolates,
and cards.
I love pressing buttons,
or anything that is pushable,
like pressing the button for the lift, and then it lights up,
photocopiers,
touch-screens,
piano pedals.
I love driving,
manual cars,
sleeping in very very late.
I love stationery,
deliveries,
faxes, letters etc addressed to me.
I love doing dramatic recitals of shakespearean texts.
I love passiona,
the smell of permanent markers,
and shampoo.
I love manhattan superbowl,
writing on chalk boards and white boards, road-trippin'.
i love reading mx on the train,
fantasy,
spicy pizza.
I love motorbikes,
brown sugar,
ricotta cheese.
I love aprons,
Arrested Development,
Friends,
Seinfeld,
fantastic, witty, clever comedy.
I love depth,
doing nothing.
I love company
and time alone.
I love quotations.
I love my friends at ANZ bank on George Street.
I love Lindsay Almeida.
I love falling asleep to Brooke Fraser,
sleeping with my curtains open,
my warm fluffy bath robe.
I love reading aloud,
reading in different voices and accents,
reading the book before I watch the movie,
learning,
loving the little things in life.
I love summer,
Sooty and Sweep,
mint choc-chip icecream.
I love the feeling of cold wind on fresh sweat.
I love opening my drawer at work and finding food that I forgot was there,
work colleagues,
my job.
I love memories,
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind,
Keanu Reeves,
Jim Caviezel.
I love Anna Karenina,
Leo Tolstoy.
I love posing,
"everyday activity dancing"
and interpretive dancing.
I love sculpting clay,
finding the right perfume for you,
candles.
I love fairy lights,
homewares,
jigsaw puzzles.
I love photocopying/scanning my face,
when the train windows mirrorise in the dark.
I love making up new words,
being appreciated,
pleasing others.
I love peacocks.
Etsy.
I love people.
I love because God first loved me.
I love loving.

I HATE...

I hate buses,
cockroaches,
arrogance.
I hate disrespect,
racism,
stereotypes.
I hate mathematics,
feeling unclean,
winter.
I hate when girls forget to put clothes on before they leave the house.
I hate gore,
AFL,
being sick.
I hate liquorice,
tomato juice,
zucchini pie/quiche.
I hate birds,
smoking,
especially when people smoke and walk in front of you...in the middle of the city when there's no room to move.
I hate drink driving,
superstition,
the feeling of failure.
I hate forgetting,
inability to express/articulate
or remember the specific word you're after (lethologica).
I hate conflict,
pain,
small spaces.
I hate stress,
yelling,
insults.
I hate letting go.
I hate blood,
expectations,
routine.
I hate when the tag on the teabag goes into the cup of hot water when you are pouring.
I hate disloyalty,
'get drunk' parties,
fighting scenes in movies that contain sharp weapons such as knives.
I hate disappointing people.
I hate sin.
I hate being lost for words,
or when words become powerless.
I hate ignorance.
I hate people touching my face,
chicken flavoured chips,
when people say 'no offence, but...'
foot cramps.
I hate being allergic to my kitties.
obsessive compulsive disorder,
I hate when my tea goes cold,
having itchy eyes,
early mornings,
being rushed,
the cold.
I hate being sucked into buying mars bars with hopes of getting a free one...and being unsuccessful every single time.
I hate when people make out in public.
I hate the fear, tension and feeling of overwhelming sickness right before you know you are about to be crushed.
I hate when people spoil the perfect silence.
I hate when people say 'awkward silence' when it's not really awkward, at least not for me.
I hate when people fart near you.
nightmares about men chasing you with guns,
nightmares in general, actually,
pop-ups.
I hate poodles,
cars with frangipani stickers on their windscreens.
I hate the lack of vocabular adjectives beginning with the letter 'j.'
I hate seagulls and pigeons.