J About Me J

This will be by far the greatest page on my website; the page about moi! Lovely, amazing me!

My nickname is edge, I’m 16 and (partly) female.

This is the fifth website I have made. The first was something we don’t even talk about it was so sad. The second was helping out with the Pondlife site. Elfy has now stolen Pondlife, but rest in piece Pondlife fans, because Elfy will be struck down with orange flavoured laser beams at the correct time. The third site was Big G Online. The best yet. Unfortunately, I forgot the password, plus it was taking up too much of my time to keep up. Ah well. The fourth site was the orriginal version of this site, hosted on Geocities. It started off ok, but geocities began refusing to save, and messing up my HTML and JAVA. Stupid geocities. So this is site 5, the new and improved edge’s site.

At school I “hang out” around the music block with my friends, please go to Rachie’s site for more music block information and pictures.

Anyway back to me (“pay attention to ME!”). I like annoying people, scaring people and generally irritating the hell out of people I call my friends. I also like making people laugh, although I’m not quite sure whether they are laughing at me or with me. Probably at me. I like most people, with the few exceptions who shall now be named:

Elfmonger. My so called sister. In fact, I don’t have a sister. I have an Elf. She’s small, annoying and scary. Think of me in miniature pocket form. I would put a picture, but my camera cost a couple of quid, and I wouldn’t want to subject visitors to her face. Everybody winds her up because she’s very gullible, and very easy to wind up. Seriously. I mean, just make fun of Blue or S Club in front of her and she’ll get stressy. Actually, if you value your socks, I wouldn’t do that, because she might eat them. That’s if she can reach.
Sam S. Ok so she left like 4 years ago, but I don’t have to like her. She was a pain in the arse. Just ask Lizzie or Jaymi. Basically she went round sh*t stirring. And she broke my glasses, which cost my mum £40 to fix. And, keep in mind this is after we here time and time again that if we are being bullied we should tell a teacher and they will stop it and do everything they can to prevent it. So what did the school say? “Please don’t do it again Sam. Ok? Thank you.” Yes we have an anti-bullying policy, but we don’t enforce it.
People who invade the music block. We’ve asked you nicely, just get lost. You are not wanted. You are pathetic losers who feed off people who were smart enough to find an area inside where they could hide when it rains. Also, please note, it is our right to have breathing space, and we do not appreciate being thrown out of music because of your excessive bulk. Please leave, now. Failure to comply will result in much swearing and patronisation from Holly.
Rude boys. Ok, so maybe I’d like you if I got to know you. But you won’t give me a chance, and quite honestly I don’t want one. I’d rather not walk around looking like a constipated chicken with a bad limp. I also like the fact I can complete a sentence other people outside of my “Cru” can understand, init, bling bling. And while we’re at it, I do not support gang violence either. Can’t we just talk?
People who think they know me

Well, that’s all I can think of for now, maybe I’ll add more later. Oh, one more thing: I’m never ever sarcastic. No really. Why are you laughing? Ok, so maybe just a little.

Here are some more pics of me: (my party, school, home)