Elizabeth: Shannen said we can use her name in here since she has been getting annoyed with the omitting of names (even though I told her I don't want anyone coming after us). Sooooooooooooooo SHANNEN SHANNEN SHANNEN SHANNEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Titi: Shannen.
E: That was enthusiastic.
T: Yup.
E: I am speechless today, sorry.
T: Yo tambien.
E: We can't speak Spanish or our readers might not be able to understand us. Just puttin that out there.
T: Well tell the readers they can go deal with it.
E: Aren't you nice.
T: Yup.
E: I really have nothing today. Isn't that shocking?????
T: Yup.
E: Apparently neither do you.
T: Yup.
E: okay, seriously, we need to talk about something or we are going to lose fans.
T: (she laughs) I got nothin.
E: Well, I had an interesting day. Nothing I'd put on here though. It's kinda weird to put my personal personal life on here. Right?
T: Oooooooooooo tell me!!!!!!!!!!!!
E: Uh, yeah right. Just kidding. Or at least not on here. Because I'm not really sure how to describe my day either. And it wasn't anything big or major. Just odd. Let me gather words first.
T: Nothing eventful happened in my day. Never does.
E: We can change that.
T: Ha, how?
E: I don't know, it always happens to me though.
T: (laughs)
E: You are giving me nothing to work off here. What am I supposed to do???? Have a conversation with myself? No. I don't want to be called crazy.
T: (laughs) You already are.
E: I am quite aware of that. At least it's not a bad crazy, like crazy in the head or something of that sort.
T: I wouldn't be your friend if you were crazy in the head.
E: Wow, thanks for that support. I'll remember that when you become like, mentally challenged in a car accident or something. JUST kidding. That would be sooooooooooooooo horrible.
T: GOOD!!! I was going to say take that back or I will kill you!!!
E: I'm scared now. I shouldn't die that soon.
T: (laughs) I got nothin.
E: Oh, I had something. Give me a sec here. I had it a couple days ago. (thinks) Do you think...no, that's not right. Ummmmmmm, do people ever really get over each other?? If that makes sense. Like, you can say "Oh yeah, I hope he goes to hell," but then end up wondering whatever happened. Does that make sense? It does in my head.
T: No, i don't think people ever truly get over each other. Not matter how hard they try to. Cuz you'll always have it in the back of your head, like, what could have happened.
E: Yeah, I was thinking about this one night for really no reason at all. I think I couldn't sleep. It's not like I was all, "I misssssssssss himmmmmmmmmmm," it was more, "He can die." But then I was like, "Huh, those were some weird times. Was I on glue or something when that happened?" It just feels like it was all a dream, which makes me think about it more. And more. And more. But it sucks because I want to pretend that was all fake because it makes me sick to think about it. I want to die every time I think about it cuz it makes me feel stupid. Like, stupid in the sense that I liked that. Or, stupid in the sense that I nearly tapped that. Ewwwwwwwwww.
T: I kinda feel like that,but you know me and my romantic side. It's more like I can't get him out of my head no matter how hard I try, and at the same time I feel stupid because I honestly liked him. Like a lot. And I always wish that things would've been different. I never wish he would die because that would make me really sad if he actually died. But sometimes i just want to go up to him and shake some sense into him and be like "Really?Everyone else thinks we are PERFECT for each other and you don't and it just makes me really sad." But I don't know,there's only one guy who makes me feel like that,and for all of you reading this, only LIZY is allowed to know who he is,in fact, I'm sure she already knows who it is without me even saying anything yet. But anyway, yeah, so I can talk to every single cute guy at our school but I will just see him and fall harder and harder every time. Gah, love sucks. This coming from a so called romantic.
E: So I was thinking when you were writing, actually typing this, and hopefully this doesn't come out wrong. If it does, IT WAS ALL A JOKE. Honestly, if he hasn't gotten it by now, AND EVERYONE ELSE HAS: 1) He's stupid. 2) You deserve sooooo much better than that. Like, I don't know, my thing is that if a guy isn't like, totally into me, he's not worth it. It just seems like he treats you that way. I would rather have someone who is....i was going to say in love with me, but when that actually happened, I nearly died. DON'T LET THAT HAPPEN TO YOU. Does this make sense????
T: No,actually it doesn't. So explain.more.
E: I will try to make this clear. YOU DESERVE BETTER. HE DOES NOT GIVE YOU THE TIME OF THE DAY YOU DESERVE. HE IS NOT WORTH WAITING FOR BECAUSE I'M SURE THERE IS SOMEONE OUT THERE WHO WOULD RATHER BE WITH YOU IN A HEARTBEAT. And then you can make the other one jealous. =] That's fun.
T:First of all: Do you think I don't know that?! I have honestly tried to get over it, like really, I have. There was actually one point where I thought I was completely over it then everyone else was saying"Oh you are so not over it, and you two are gonna get married in the end, and so on and so forth et cetera et cetera." And that just brought back the realization that I probably wasn't over it, and no matter how many people say you deserve so much better, I can't get it into my heart(ha,that sounds cheesy) that i will never have him.
E: Delete everything. EVERYTHING. It sucks, but it works. And it's kind of nice to be able to call someone a douche. Cuz then when you're pissed off, you have someone to be mad at. It's really wonderful, it is.
T: The problem is, 1) He lives ridiculously close so I can't avoid seeing him now no matter how hard I try.2) We've been ridiculously good friends since way back when boys thought girls had cooties (we never did,you idiots).3) The moment I even try to stop talking to him, he always is like "What's wrong?" and I can't tell him what it's really about.
E: Commenting on 1) Um, remember when I told our neighbor he was bomb looking? Haven't seen him since, thank god. So, yes, it does work. Don't lie and say it doesn't!!! 2) Friendships never work with men. 3) Just tell him. And if he had a problem with that, he can go fall off a cliff. And then come back and be friends with you cuz losing friends is depressing. You know how often that has happened to me ever since I switched to this darn public school??? A lot. But it's better than private. Private sucks. People are douches there.
T: Haha I never knew you told him that. Haha I'm sure that went well. Anyway, FRIENDSHIPS DO TOO WORK WITH MEN! I have too many guy friends, guys are sometimes easier to talk to about certain things. And I could never tell him to fall off a cliff,because his mom and I are pretty cool, and that would be awkward telling her that I told her son to go fall off a cliff.
E: Oh, no it did, and that's not a joke. He was all, "oh, thanks" and i was all, "Yeah, anytime you need that confidence booster." Watch, just wait, I'll find out that he does read this and that will make EVERYTHING just more incredible. But he can never be certain since I did not say his name. Speaking of names, SHANNEN!!!! But back to what I was saying...yeah, I will have to agree with the men thing. I hate girls. They all start ridiculous drama. Except theses two guys I know who are pretty gay. And I'm using gay for real. Like, I really think they're gay. There's no doubt. There is no way they aren't. Sometimes I just know things. I pretty knowing on that. I hate it when you know a guy's mom. That makes things weird. Like, the last one!!! His parents knew me. Somehow. I wonder how that ever went down after that...incident. BUT ANYWAY.. he doesn't deserve to be mentioned here. Why??? BECAUSE HE'S A DOUCHE. And I agree, that would be mean to tell his mom that. Not mean, but awkward. Very, very, very, very awkward.
T:And now I am in an anti men mood now. ESPECIALLY because a certain BOY decided not to text me back even though we had a pleasant talk in the hallway today.RAWR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
E: I'm always anti men. Just kidding. Men are so weird. And I thought IIIII had issues. Obviously not. It's annoying when they don't text you back. Like, I always text back, most of the time. If they are trying not be to clingy or whatever, it's not working. It's just annoying and a turn off.
T: I want ice cream now.I'm gonna go get some!
E: GET ME SOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was kidding.
T: It was vanilla and I prefer chocolate chip haha. But anyway ummmm yeah so we're done now.
Peace<3
E: That's a way to end it, hahah. And chocolate chip is amazing!!!!!!!!!
Confessions of Two City Girls
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Maybe...
You have to let go of who you were
To become who you will be...
Welcome to the city
Our Theme
4 E V E R
4 E V E R
by The Veronicas
Here we are, so whatcha gonna do?
Do I gotta spell it out for you?
I can see that you got other plans for tonight
But I don’t really care
Size me up you know I beat the best
Tick tock no time to rest
Let them say what they're gonna say
But tonight, I just don’t really care
Come on baby we ain’t gonna live 4ever
Let me show you all the things that we could do
You know you wanna be together
And I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, yeah (with you)
Yeah, yeah
Come with me tonight
We could make the night last 4ever
I’ve seen it all I’ve got nothing to prove
Come on baby just make your move
Follow me let's leave it all behind tonight
Like we just don’t care
Let me take you on the ride of your life
That’s what I said all right
They can say what they wanna say
Cause tonight, I just don’t even care
Come on baby we ain’t gonna live 4ever
Let me show you all the things that we could do
You know you wanna be together
And I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, yeah (with you)
Yeah, yeah
Come with me tonight
We could make the night last 4ever
Let's pretend you’re mine
(We could just pretend, we could just pretend, yeah yeah)
You got what I like
(You got what I like, I got what you like)
Oh come on
Just one taste and you’ll want more
So tell me what you're waiting for
Come on baby we ain’t gonna live 4ever
Let me show you all the things that we could do
You know you wanna be together
And I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, yeah (with you)
Yeah, yeah
So come with me tonight
We could make the night last 4ever
Come on baby we ain’t gonna live 4ever
Let me show you all the things that we could do
You know you wanna be together
And I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, yeah (with you)
Yeah, yeah
So come with me tonight
We could make the night last 4ever
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Who We Are
Titi:
AGE: 16
YEAR: Junior in High School
ACTIVITES: student council, spanish club
HOBBIES: playing soccer, singing, reading, traveling, boys
Elizabeth:
AGE: 16
YEAR: Junior in High School
ACTIVITIES: yearbook, plays, drama club, newspaper, enviornmentel club
HOBBIES: watching and playing football, writing, excersising, men, chillaxing
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12:39 PM - Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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12:57 PM - Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Elizabeth: I have stuff to talk about today!!!!
Titi: I shall call him squishy and he shall be mine. (Ten points if you figure out which movie it's from)
E: HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!! That is soooooo random!!!
T: I'm going to run away now.
(Titi gets up to leave)
E: Titi??? Titi??? Wherefore art thou going???
T: (back from her mysterious trip up the stairs. I think it was. I wasn't watching.) Go on with what you had to say.
E: Umm. sorry, this song is bothering me and I can't think.
T: Well you're song was depressing!!!
E: Um, no!!!! It was funny. Like, how weird would that be if you met the perfect guy and then went home met his girlfriend?? I'd feel like a whore. Quite fitting since our school is one as a whole.
T: That's horrible!
E: But the truth, no?
T: I plead the fifth.
E: Wha???
T: I have the right to remain silent.
E: Stop with your AP American History talk. I haven't taken that class yet.
T: I learned that in civics in eighth grade.
E: I didn't take that class.
T: I have nothing to talk about. But you do, so go on.
E: Oh yes, that is true. You know what's annoying?
T: My brother.
E: Yes, and when guys ask you for girl help. Or just guys in general.
T: Oh yes, guys can be annoying.
E: Or when they talk about how hot other girls are and ask if you think so too. Like, what am I? Lesbian now?
T: Awkward.
E: Sorry, I have a lot of guy stuff to day. Maybe because I'm annoyed with them. BUT IT SOOOO IS!!!! It's like, you don't hear me talking about how hot your friend is. I don't want to know that. If I wanted to know that, I'd ask.
T: Would you really ask?
E: If I was lesbian. So no.
T: I got nothing.
E: Well, I have something. You know what else is annoying?
T: When you get locked out of your hotel room because of two stupid boys. Although, they are quite funny.
E: Hey, you could have asked the front desk for a key. But, I must say, that was a good excuse to chillax with them. Classic. I'm using that one. Just kidding.
T: "I got locked out of my hotel room. Can I chill with you?"
E: Doesn't sound bad to me.
T: But I wasn't even planning on chilling with them!!! So can I tell you the story even though you've already heard it?
E: No. Yes, I was kidding.
T: So blue eyes, he has blue eyes, there we go..., calls me and is like, "Where are you?" and then I said, " In the hotel room." And then he was like, "What's your room number? Cuz me and brown eyes are coming up right now. " So I tell him, "Room 328." Which was the wrong number. So then he calls me like five minutes later, "Come outside your room cuz we can't find it." And then I walk outside and close the door behind me and leave my key inside the room, locking myself out. So I was forced to listen to their babblings about girls. And now I'm done.
E: Ha. Ha. You are so lame. And "forced" to chill with them? Or WANTED to? DON'T LIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T: ENOUGH EXCLAMATION POINTS???
E: Nope. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T: Are you done now?
E: Hating on men, listening to your story, or exclamation points?
T: Exclamation points.
E: Yeah, I'm done with that.
T: Anything else you wanted to rant about?
E: Heck yes. You know what else is annoying?
T: Sarah Palin.
E: True that man. No. When a guy wants to find out how big another guy's dick is so then he asks you if you have ever blown him before. That happened to me today.
T: SAD!!!! I didn't know guys actually talked about stuff like that.
E: Yeah. You sit at a table with all guys and then you tell me if you don't feel scarred for life.
T: Not even going to got here.
E: Haha, what's funny about that is the guy we were talking about (you know him, titi, the one I can't stand who's in love with me, apparently everyone associates me with him, which is scary) was at the table right next to us and when I pointed (which is never a good idea) and said, "WELL WHY DON'T YOU ASK HIM???????????" I think he noticed. He gave me a weird look.
T: Did they ask him?
E: Ha. Yeah, like they would. They just figured it was small.
T: Oh my lord.
E: You're tellin me. It amazes me that I can digest food.
T: Nope. Nope.
E: "Nope nope" what?
T: Idk, I have nothing else to say.
E: HOW DO YOU NEVER HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY??? I've got something else to say. You know what I've been wondering?
T: Que?
E: Why does everyone think I'm going to get pregnant? When I was watching "juno" with my fam, right when juno said she was 16, my mom gave me the death stare. And then she kept expecting me to know what the blueberry scented? Flavored? condoms meant. Like, what? Does she think I use them or something?
T:Because it's always the quiet ones who get pregnant first.
E: And how does that explain (*name has been omitted to protect her identity)
T: Hahaha, there's always the exception.
E: Whatever. I think...I don't know what to think.
T: I think it's not illegal yet.
E: What's illegal? And we probably shouldn't talk about anything too illicit, unless we want to, like, get busted by cops or something. And we know my mom would be more than overjoyed to do that.
T: I was saying "think, " it's not illegal yet.
E: I'm still confused. Just say it.
T: (Shoot me,my sister and elizabeth are talking about this one stupid song)
E:"ARE YOU GONNA BE MY GIRL" BY JET IS NOT A STUPID SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S CLASSIC AND IT IS AMAZING. YOU SO NEED TO EXPAND YOUR MUSIC TASTE TITI OR I WILL HAVE TO CLAIM NOT TO KNOW YOU.
T: I DON'T CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!THE SONG IS LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!LAME LAME LAME LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!
E: Okay, I've got an idea, and this will involve anyone who reads this. IF ANYONE ELSE LIKES THE SONG, POST YOUR COMMENTS ON FACEBOOK, CBOX, OR WHERE EVER TITI AND I CAN REACH. I bet you ANYTHING I will win this. ANYTHING. Actually, no, I can't bet anything. I'm a poor child.
T: I already have pretty much everything.
E: Hm. Then let's bet. I mean, I'm going to win sooooooooooooo....I shotie the laptop! Just kidding.
T: OVER MY DEAD BODY!!!!!!!
E: That's a mo-vie.
T:Oh yea,I never did get to see that movie.
E: I care not to. It has the girl from "Desperate Housewives." I hate that show. It's so...chic flick-ish. No offense, titi.
T:Wha..?Whats that supposed to mean?
E: Well, you're all... "romance, romeo and juliet, lovey dovey shitte" and I'm all, "why didn't they bomb the goddarn guy??? where are the bombs??? THIS NEEDS MORE ACTION!!!!" Like, I'm the one who hates romance and you are in heart with it.
T:First of all-Drop Beats,not bombs.Second of all- I DO LIKE ACTION MOVIES!!I just like romance-y stuff more.GOSH!!!!!!
E: haha. Drop beats, not bombs. That's funny. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. You...action movies. THAT'S funny. Who's the on who doesn't like "Saw"? Or "Transformers"? (Which is a crime right there.) (oh, and sorry for my bad mood today, I actually got pissed off at someone today, which never happens.)
T:(You were in a bad mood today?I didn't even realize it)I have too seen "Transformers!"well it was confusing!Anyway,GOOD LUCK TO THE FOOTBALL TEAM! For the love of all that is chocolate,BEAT WOODBURY!!!
E: Yeah, well, it happened in second hour. WHY DO YOU ALWAYS SAY GOOD LUCK TO PEOPLE ON HERE??? You are so funny. And you can't put the city name on here either. We could get those perverted stalkers after us. I don't want another. Just kidding. (HE knows I'm talking about HIM.)
T:MAYBE BECAUSE I HAVE SCHOOL SPIRIT! Anyway, I can put the city name if I feel like it, No one's gonna stalk Woodbury(Ooops,I did it again).And even if they do,oh well.
E: Yeah, I have school spirit too, but it's WOODBURY. As much as I hate WOODBURY ( And I would say sorry to those I know who live in WOODBURY...but I don't want to apologize. Why? Because I'm in a bad mood. Why? because of overachievers that don't like to have fun. That's why.) How many times now have they lost? Yeah. That's what I thought.
T: Either way,over 2/3rds of the school will be at the game. Might as well join them. By the way, did you say Woodbury enough times?
E: No. WOODBURY WOODBURY WOODBURY sucks.
T: I concur.Anyway we should end this, so PEACE <3
E: OUT. And like I said, TELL US IF YOU LIKE THE SONG BY JET!!!! I promise I will win, Titi, I promise.
T: Promises are made to be broken
E: So are boy's hearts.
T: Ouch,heartbreaker right there. Watch out chicos, she just might tear your fragile hearts
E: You make them sound so nice. Why does everyone think that about me???? I'm not THAT mean.
T:Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.Anyway To those of you going to the game,have fun,but not too much fun. And as our favorite Coach would say "HAVE A CHEMICAL FREE WEEKEND!(well, night in this case.But you know what I mean)"
E: I disagree. Have too much fun. You're only in high school once.
T: Unless you have issues and need to repeat it.
E:Like our neighbor.
To Be Continued......
Titi: I shall call him squishy and he shall be mine. (Ten points if you figure out which movie it's from)
E: HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!! That is soooooo random!!!
T: I'm going to run away now.
(Titi gets up to leave)
E: Titi??? Titi??? Wherefore art thou going???
T: (back from her mysterious trip up the stairs. I think it was. I wasn't watching.) Go on with what you had to say.
E: Umm. sorry, this song is bothering me and I can't think.
T: Well you're song was depressing!!!
E: Um, no!!!! It was funny. Like, how weird would that be if you met the perfect guy and then went home met his girlfriend?? I'd feel like a whore. Quite fitting since our school is one as a whole.
T: That's horrible!
E: But the truth, no?
T: I plead the fifth.
E: Wha???
T: I have the right to remain silent.
E: Stop with your AP American History talk. I haven't taken that class yet.
T: I learned that in civics in eighth grade.
E: I didn't take that class.
T: I have nothing to talk about. But you do, so go on.
E: Oh yes, that is true. You know what's annoying?
T: My brother.
E: Yes, and when guys ask you for girl help. Or just guys in general.
T: Oh yes, guys can be annoying.
E: Or when they talk about how hot other girls are and ask if you think so too. Like, what am I? Lesbian now?
T: Awkward.
E: Sorry, I have a lot of guy stuff to day. Maybe because I'm annoyed with them. BUT IT SOOOO IS!!!! It's like, you don't hear me talking about how hot your friend is. I don't want to know that. If I wanted to know that, I'd ask.
T: Would you really ask?
E: If I was lesbian. So no.
T: I got nothing.
E: Well, I have something. You know what else is annoying?
T: When you get locked out of your hotel room because of two stupid boys. Although, they are quite funny.
E: Hey, you could have asked the front desk for a key. But, I must say, that was a good excuse to chillax with them. Classic. I'm using that one. Just kidding.
T: "I got locked out of my hotel room. Can I chill with you?"
E: Doesn't sound bad to me.
T: But I wasn't even planning on chilling with them!!! So can I tell you the story even though you've already heard it?
E: No. Yes, I was kidding.
T: So blue eyes, he has blue eyes, there we go..., calls me and is like, "Where are you?" and then I said, " In the hotel room." And then he was like, "What's your room number? Cuz me and brown eyes are coming up right now. " So I tell him, "Room 328." Which was the wrong number. So then he calls me like five minutes later, "Come outside your room cuz we can't find it." And then I walk outside and close the door behind me and leave my key inside the room, locking myself out. So I was forced to listen to their babblings about girls. And now I'm done.
E: Ha. Ha. You are so lame. And "forced" to chill with them? Or WANTED to? DON'T LIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T: ENOUGH EXCLAMATION POINTS???
E: Nope. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T: Are you done now?
E: Hating on men, listening to your story, or exclamation points?
T: Exclamation points.
E: Yeah, I'm done with that.
T: Anything else you wanted to rant about?
E: Heck yes. You know what else is annoying?
T: Sarah Palin.
E: True that man. No. When a guy wants to find out how big another guy's dick is so then he asks you if you have ever blown him before. That happened to me today.
T: SAD!!!! I didn't know guys actually talked about stuff like that.
E: Yeah. You sit at a table with all guys and then you tell me if you don't feel scarred for life.
T: Not even going to got here.
E: Haha, what's funny about that is the guy we were talking about (you know him, titi, the one I can't stand who's in love with me, apparently everyone associates me with him, which is scary) was at the table right next to us and when I pointed (which is never a good idea) and said, "WELL WHY DON'T YOU ASK HIM???????????" I think he noticed. He gave me a weird look.
T: Did they ask him?
E: Ha. Yeah, like they would. They just figured it was small.
T: Oh my lord.
E: You're tellin me. It amazes me that I can digest food.
T: Nope. Nope.
E: "Nope nope" what?
T: Idk, I have nothing else to say.
E: HOW DO YOU NEVER HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY??? I've got something else to say. You know what I've been wondering?
T: Que?
E: Why does everyone think I'm going to get pregnant? When I was watching "juno" with my fam, right when juno said she was 16, my mom gave me the death stare. And then she kept expecting me to know what the blueberry scented? Flavored? condoms meant. Like, what? Does she think I use them or something?
T:Because it's always the quiet ones who get pregnant first.
E: And how does that explain (*name has been omitted to protect her identity)
T: Hahaha, there's always the exception.
E: Whatever. I think...I don't know what to think.
T: I think it's not illegal yet.
E: What's illegal? And we probably shouldn't talk about anything too illicit, unless we want to, like, get busted by cops or something. And we know my mom would be more than overjoyed to do that.
T: I was saying "think, " it's not illegal yet.
E: I'm still confused. Just say it.
T: (Shoot me,my sister and elizabeth are talking about this one stupid song)
E:"ARE YOU GONNA BE MY GIRL" BY JET IS NOT A STUPID SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S CLASSIC AND IT IS AMAZING. YOU SO NEED TO EXPAND YOUR MUSIC TASTE TITI OR I WILL HAVE TO CLAIM NOT TO KNOW YOU.
T: I DON'T CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!THE SONG IS LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!LAME LAME LAME LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!
E: Okay, I've got an idea, and this will involve anyone who reads this. IF ANYONE ELSE LIKES THE SONG, POST YOUR COMMENTS ON FACEBOOK, CBOX, OR WHERE EVER TITI AND I CAN REACH. I bet you ANYTHING I will win this. ANYTHING. Actually, no, I can't bet anything. I'm a poor child.
T: I already have pretty much everything.
E: Hm. Then let's bet. I mean, I'm going to win sooooooooooooo....I shotie the laptop! Just kidding.
T: OVER MY DEAD BODY!!!!!!!
E: That's a mo-vie.
T:Oh yea,I never did get to see that movie.
E: I care not to. It has the girl from "Desperate Housewives." I hate that show. It's so...chic flick-ish. No offense, titi.
T:Wha..?Whats that supposed to mean?
E: Well, you're all... "romance, romeo and juliet, lovey dovey shitte" and I'm all, "why didn't they bomb the goddarn guy??? where are the bombs??? THIS NEEDS MORE ACTION!!!!" Like, I'm the one who hates romance and you are in heart with it.
T:First of all-Drop Beats,not bombs.Second of all- I DO LIKE ACTION MOVIES!!I just like romance-y stuff more.GOSH!!!!!!
E: haha. Drop beats, not bombs. That's funny. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. You...action movies. THAT'S funny. Who's the on who doesn't like "Saw"? Or "Transformers"? (Which is a crime right there.) (oh, and sorry for my bad mood today, I actually got pissed off at someone today, which never happens.)
T:(You were in a bad mood today?I didn't even realize it)I have too seen "Transformers!"well it was confusing!Anyway,GOOD LUCK TO THE FOOTBALL TEAM! For the love of all that is chocolate,BEAT WOODBURY!!!
E: Yeah, well, it happened in second hour. WHY DO YOU ALWAYS SAY GOOD LUCK TO PEOPLE ON HERE??? You are so funny. And you can't put the city name on here either. We could get those perverted stalkers after us. I don't want another. Just kidding. (HE knows I'm talking about HIM.)
T:MAYBE BECAUSE I HAVE SCHOOL SPIRIT! Anyway, I can put the city name if I feel like it, No one's gonna stalk Woodbury(Ooops,I did it again).And even if they do,oh well.
E: Yeah, I have school spirit too, but it's WOODBURY. As much as I hate WOODBURY ( And I would say sorry to those I know who live in WOODBURY...but I don't want to apologize. Why? Because I'm in a bad mood. Why? because of overachievers that don't like to have fun. That's why.) How many times now have they lost? Yeah. That's what I thought.
T: Either way,over 2/3rds of the school will be at the game. Might as well join them. By the way, did you say Woodbury enough times?
E: No. WOODBURY WOODBURY WOODBURY sucks.
T: I concur.Anyway we should end this, so PEACE <3
E: OUT. And like I said, TELL US IF YOU LIKE THE SONG BY JET!!!! I promise I will win, Titi, I promise.
T: Promises are made to be broken
E: So are boy's hearts.
T: Ouch,heartbreaker right there. Watch out chicos, she just might tear your fragile hearts
E: You make them sound so nice. Why does everyone think that about me???? I'm not THAT mean.
T:Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.Anyway To those of you going to the game,have fun,but not too much fun. And as our favorite Coach would say "HAVE A CHEMICAL FREE WEEKEND!(well, night in this case.But you know what I mean)"
E: I disagree. Have too much fun. You're only in high school once.
T: Unless you have issues and need to repeat it.
E:Like our neighbor.
To Be Continued......
1:48 PM - Thursday, October 16, 2008
Elizabeth: I don't even know what to say....Oh wait!!! Yes I do!!! The dumbest thing happened a few days ago.
Titi: Pray, tell.
E: What do you mean by pray? I stopped going to church a while ago. Why would I pray?
T: It means tell me.
E: In what? Spanish?
T: Yes, in Spanish. No.
E: Then what?
T: It's just an old saying.
E: It must be really old cuz I have never heard of it before.
T: (gives Elizabeth a weird look)
E: Thanks for that. Okay, so like I was saying.... So when I was leaving school...Tuesday?? Tuesday. After environmental group, i think it was, you know that one girl with red hair?
T: Uhhh...
E: I used to be friends with her in, like ninth grade.
T: Whatserface? Wait, what was her name?
E: Hold on, I'll pull her up on myspace.
T: HER????
E: yes, her. Now stop that. I have a story to tell. And you know that one girl who's really tall and whatever shirt she wears always shows her stomach.
T: (*name has been omitted so we don't get crap talk from the actual person.)
E: yup. Apparently they talk to each other. But that wasn't my story. So red haired girl was all, "Yeah, i don't hang out with girls here (*school name has been omitted so perverts can't track us down) because. not to be mean, but they're all slutty." And you want to know what midriff said?
T: What did she say?
E: "OMG, I know!!!! It's so disgusting." When, out of all the people in the school, "not to be mean," is the sluttiest of them all. Not that I'm counting. But I could.
T: Really? (laughs) How ironic.
E: I..wow...I can't believe some people are so dumb.
T: What I love is how the people who are always talking crap about people are the same ones who do the exact same thing. Hypocrite, anyone?
E: I agree. No, wait, that doesn't sound right. Um...that is correct. I sound like I'm on a game show.
T: Yeah, you do actually.
E: That was all I have for right now. I had more but I forgot it. Nothing new there.
T: I tell you to write these things down. Why don't you listen to me? I'm right 99.9% of the time.
E: I'm blank.
T: Why was this so much easier a couple days ago?
E: Because I had energy. I'm dead from adding all those dang widgets.
T: widgets. That's a funny word. Haha. Widgets.
E: yes, yes it is.
T: we have to tell the football people congratulations on their win yesterday.
E: Finally. Not that I could play any better. Or could I..?
T: The world may never know.
E: No. They won't. Because they won't let girls play in the NFL.
(awkward silence)
E: okay, I've got something.
T: que es?
E: First of all, no Spanish. I get enough in fourth hour.
T: Espanol es muy bueno.
E: I'm done with the blog. FOR-EV-ER.
T: (laughs)
E: That is such a good movie.
T: I love it! We should go watch it. If you have it.
E: I don't have it.
T: I don't have it.
E: Then we can't do that obviously.
T: I am saddened now. :(
E: Yeah, so back to what I was saying...
T: What were you saying? MUSIC TIME!! (turns on music player on her very expensive phone that Elizabeth is very jealous of.)
E: I wasn't saying anything yet cuz you started talking Spanish.
T: It's not that expensive!!! Spanish is awesome so neahhhh!!!
(titi goes to do the laundry)
E: I can't have a conversation with myself. Thank you, titi.
(after about ten minutes of looking through facebook to see who actually added our invite...)
T: Anyway...
E: I think this is the lamest post we've done yet.
T: But we've only done three.
E: True. I think we should just peace out for now.
T: Sure. Why not?
E: Peace.
T: we could possibly come back later. If we don't die first.
E: Happy thoughts, titi, happy thoughts.
T: Is that giving me permission to talk about boys?
E: OHHH!!!! THAT'S WHAT I WAS GOING TO TALK ABOUT!!
T: So this isn't over yet.
E: No, not at all. It will never end...I'm kidding.
T: Until I fall asleep.
E: Okay, so what were we going to say about guys?
T: Uhhhhhh...
E: I can tell you everything I don't like about them, that's what.
T: sure, let's start with that.
E: Trust me, I've got a list. Not handy, though. bad timing.
T: primero-
E: WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT SPANISH??????
T: No recuerdo.
E: No comprendo. No me gusta.
T: si, te gusta mucho.
E: Okay, seriously, no more arguing over spanish or this post is going to be so long that it will put people to sleep and they will never come back to our wicked site again.
T: That means I win.
E: Fine. I don't care. You always win when it comes to spanish, anyWAY. Not anyWAYS.
T: ow, my head.
E: And now to my list of things I hate about guys. Here it is: EVERYTHING.
T: Here we go with the rants again.
E: No. I'm done. Everything. That's my list.
T: I got nothin to reply to that.
E: Well, I do. Word of warning to guys: Stop being jackasses.
T: I concur.
E: Actually, that's not a warning. But you want to know what I love about guys?
T: Their abs, their hair, their smile, their eyes, ...
E: No. Nothing.
T: QUE????
E: I'm not even going to bother this time. My answer to that is... I don't have an answer to that.
T: Fine then. WHAT???
E: You have got to be kidding me. (talking about idiotic neighbors outside)
T: (looks outside) THEY'RE BACK??? I hate my life.
E: I hate our neighbors.
T: But you are my neighbor.
E: I mean that one.
T: oh.
E: We should get back to what we were talking about. This is ridiculous. Why can't we stay on topic?
T: Attention deficit di---oooo! boys!
E: O. M.G.
E: Wow. This post is so long.
T: And it's about nothing. NOTHING.
E: We can always revise it.
T: No, I like how we can talk about nothing for over an hour.
E: True that. NO NO NO!!!! Don't say it! We'll get off topic.
T: Fine then.
E: Back to guys. I think one post we should make, like, a word of warning booklet for girls. Here's warning number one: Don't open any picture mail from a guy.
T: Don't fall for your best guy friend.
E: Don't message the annoying guy back. He'll start stalking you. (*cough*TITI*cough)
T: It's not my fault!!!
E: Yes, I am aware of that. I hope he reads this.
T: I don't think he reads. Except my messages.
E: That is so, so sad.
T: Next warning: Can this one be for the guys?
E: Knock yourself out.
T: Guys, if you like a girl, TELL HER FOR GOD SAKES!!! WE ARE NOT IN THIRD GRADE ANYMORE WHERE YOU DON'T TELL A GIRL YOU LIKE HER.
E: It's so weird when you find that stuff out a year later. But on the other hand, you know what's annoying?
T: What?
E: WHEN THEY ASK YOU OUT A MILLION TIMES IN A ROW FOR A WEEK STRAIGHT. I almost died.
T: ohhhh that's bad.
E: Yea, you can say that. Try LIVING with it. That sucks. Oh, I've got a word of warning: Don't get involved with 1) a married man 2) a guy you had relations with who now has a gf.
T: Not even going to go there.
E: Yea, that one married guy who told me he was divorcing his wife... He never did.
T: Awkward.
E: (Checking the site that allows us to track down everyone who reads our blog) Soooo....we got some new visitors. Minneapolis, us about five times, st thomas. There's only one person I know who goes to st thomas.
T: (*name omitted by elizabether cuz she wants nothing to do with the person anymore)
E: Lovely. Just lovely. At least it adds viewers. Haha he's going to know if I talk about him. Which I am right this minute. Wow, this post is long.
T: We should end it now. Peace.
E: Out.
Titi: Pray, tell.
E: What do you mean by pray? I stopped going to church a while ago. Why would I pray?
T: It means tell me.
E: In what? Spanish?
T: Yes, in Spanish. No.
E: Then what?
T: It's just an old saying.
E: It must be really old cuz I have never heard of it before.
T: (gives Elizabeth a weird look)
E: Thanks for that. Okay, so like I was saying.... So when I was leaving school...Tuesday?? Tuesday. After environmental group, i think it was, you know that one girl with red hair?
T: Uhhh...
E: I used to be friends with her in, like ninth grade.
T: Whatserface? Wait, what was her name?
E: Hold on, I'll pull her up on myspace.
T: HER????
E: yes, her. Now stop that. I have a story to tell. And you know that one girl who's really tall and whatever shirt she wears always shows her stomach.
T: (*name has been omitted so we don't get crap talk from the actual person.)
E: yup. Apparently they talk to each other. But that wasn't my story. So red haired girl was all, "Yeah, i don't hang out with girls here (*school name has been omitted so perverts can't track us down) because. not to be mean, but they're all slutty." And you want to know what midriff said?
T: What did she say?
E: "OMG, I know!!!! It's so disgusting." When, out of all the people in the school, "not to be mean," is the sluttiest of them all. Not that I'm counting. But I could.
T: Really? (laughs) How ironic.
E: I..wow...I can't believe some people are so dumb.
T: What I love is how the people who are always talking crap about people are the same ones who do the exact same thing. Hypocrite, anyone?
E: I agree. No, wait, that doesn't sound right. Um...that is correct. I sound like I'm on a game show.
T: Yeah, you do actually.
E: That was all I have for right now. I had more but I forgot it. Nothing new there.
T: I tell you to write these things down. Why don't you listen to me? I'm right 99.9% of the time.
E: I'm blank.
T: Why was this so much easier a couple days ago?
E: Because I had energy. I'm dead from adding all those dang widgets.
T: widgets. That's a funny word. Haha. Widgets.
E: yes, yes it is.
T: we have to tell the football people congratulations on their win yesterday.
E: Finally. Not that I could play any better. Or could I..?
T: The world may never know.
E: No. They won't. Because they won't let girls play in the NFL.
(awkward silence)
E: okay, I've got something.
T: que es?
E: First of all, no Spanish. I get enough in fourth hour.
T: Espanol es muy bueno.
E: I'm done with the blog. FOR-EV-ER.
T: (laughs)
E: That is such a good movie.
T: I love it! We should go watch it. If you have it.
E: I don't have it.
T: I don't have it.
E: Then we can't do that obviously.
T: I am saddened now. :(
E: Yeah, so back to what I was saying...
T: What were you saying? MUSIC TIME!! (turns on music player on her very expensive phone that Elizabeth is very jealous of.)
E: I wasn't saying anything yet cuz you started talking Spanish.
T: It's not that expensive!!! Spanish is awesome so neahhhh!!!
(titi goes to do the laundry)
E: I can't have a conversation with myself. Thank you, titi.
(after about ten minutes of looking through facebook to see who actually added our invite...)
T: Anyway...
E: I think this is the lamest post we've done yet.
T: But we've only done three.
E: True. I think we should just peace out for now.
T: Sure. Why not?
E: Peace.
T: we could possibly come back later. If we don't die first.
E: Happy thoughts, titi, happy thoughts.
T: Is that giving me permission to talk about boys?
E: OHHH!!!! THAT'S WHAT I WAS GOING TO TALK ABOUT!!
T: So this isn't over yet.
E: No, not at all. It will never end...I'm kidding.
T: Until I fall asleep.
E: Okay, so what were we going to say about guys?
T: Uhhhhhh...
E: I can tell you everything I don't like about them, that's what.
T: sure, let's start with that.
E: Trust me, I've got a list. Not handy, though. bad timing.
T: primero-
E: WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT SPANISH??????
T: No recuerdo.
E: No comprendo. No me gusta.
T: si, te gusta mucho.
E: Okay, seriously, no more arguing over spanish or this post is going to be so long that it will put people to sleep and they will never come back to our wicked site again.
T: That means I win.
E: Fine. I don't care. You always win when it comes to spanish, anyWAY. Not anyWAYS.
T: ow, my head.
E: And now to my list of things I hate about guys. Here it is: EVERYTHING.
T: Here we go with the rants again.
E: No. I'm done. Everything. That's my list.
T: I got nothin to reply to that.
E: Well, I do. Word of warning to guys: Stop being jackasses.
T: I concur.
E: Actually, that's not a warning. But you want to know what I love about guys?
T: Their abs, their hair, their smile, their eyes, ...
E: No. Nothing.
T: QUE????
E: I'm not even going to bother this time. My answer to that is... I don't have an answer to that.
T: Fine then. WHAT???
E: You have got to be kidding me. (talking about idiotic neighbors outside)
T: (looks outside) THEY'RE BACK??? I hate my life.
E: I hate our neighbors.
T: But you are my neighbor.
E: I mean that one.
T: oh.
E: We should get back to what we were talking about. This is ridiculous. Why can't we stay on topic?
T: Attention deficit di---oooo! boys!
E: O. M.G.
E: Wow. This post is so long.
T: And it's about nothing. NOTHING.
E: We can always revise it.
T: No, I like how we can talk about nothing for over an hour.
E: True that. NO NO NO!!!! Don't say it! We'll get off topic.
T: Fine then.
E: Back to guys. I think one post we should make, like, a word of warning booklet for girls. Here's warning number one: Don't open any picture mail from a guy.
T: Don't fall for your best guy friend.
E: Don't message the annoying guy back. He'll start stalking you. (*cough*TITI*cough)
T: It's not my fault!!!
E: Yes, I am aware of that. I hope he reads this.
T: I don't think he reads. Except my messages.
E: That is so, so sad.
T: Next warning: Can this one be for the guys?
E: Knock yourself out.
T: Guys, if you like a girl, TELL HER FOR GOD SAKES!!! WE ARE NOT IN THIRD GRADE ANYMORE WHERE YOU DON'T TELL A GIRL YOU LIKE HER.
E: It's so weird when you find that stuff out a year later. But on the other hand, you know what's annoying?
T: What?
E: WHEN THEY ASK YOU OUT A MILLION TIMES IN A ROW FOR A WEEK STRAIGHT. I almost died.
T: ohhhh that's bad.
E: Yea, you can say that. Try LIVING with it. That sucks. Oh, I've got a word of warning: Don't get involved with 1) a married man 2) a guy you had relations with who now has a gf.
T: Not even going to go there.
E: Yea, that one married guy who told me he was divorcing his wife... He never did.
T: Awkward.
E: (Checking the site that allows us to track down everyone who reads our blog) Soooo....we got some new visitors. Minneapolis, us about five times, st thomas. There's only one person I know who goes to st thomas.
T: (*name omitted by elizabether cuz she wants nothing to do with the person anymore)
E: Lovely. Just lovely. At least it adds viewers. Haha he's going to know if I talk about him. Which I am right this minute. Wow, this post is long.
T: We should end it now. Peace.
E: Out.
The Conversation
1:35 PM - Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Elizabeth: Wow.
Titi: I can't believe people actually read this thing. That just totally made my day. And you're writing it.
E: Yeah, all those six hours we put into it last night.
T: It's not my fault! It would have been less if it wasn't for your OCD. Plus my computer hates you. :)
E: I don't have OCD. Only with computers.
T: LIES! LIES! I can't believe people were actually on this. I remember whatshisname talking to me about it actually. Ow. My head hurts.
E:Yes, you do sound like you're ADD.
T: oh, PSAT.
E: Hold on, bud. We still have to talk about how weird it is that one day after launch people started reading this. Or at least it's weird to me.
T: Maybe we'll be the next Miley and Mandy!
E: NO. I HATE MILEY CYRUS.
T: Now can we talk about the PSAT?
E: Knock yourself out. I've had enough of school for now.
T: For those of you taking it, good luck . But I still think it's pointless, no offense.
E: Are we done with that now?
T: Yes, yes we are.
E: Thank god. Now about my day! No, I'm kidding. But we should talk about our day.
T: Nothing happened in my day. Except I did good on my AP History Test. Thank god for that.
E: Yah!!! Titi passed. I didn't have any tests today. Why? Because all my easy classes are right now. Why? Because counselors hate me. Why? I don't know.
T: The whole world hates you.
E: Yes, I am quite aware of that. It has been established.
T: Oh, we have to wish the soccer girls good luck tonight. PLEASE WIN!!!
E: Yes, please do. I want to get out of school.
T: I agree.
E: If anyone else agrees, post it on cbox. That thing is kinda cool. I posted on my own cbox on my last blog. Which is kind of sad if you think about it.
T: You ramble a lot.
E: Fine. I can stop talking.
T: Yeah, I got nothing else. OH! And MEA is in two days! Hotel here I come! :)
E: Be safe.
T: What...what is that supposed to mean?
E: If I explain, I might get in trouble. There's this thing that happens, ... some parents like to refer to as the birds and the bees. Why? Not sure.
T: STOP TALKING!
Temi (Ttit's sister): STOP TALKING!
T: Do you want to read our blog?
Temi: No. I kinda have homework.
E: OH! I have something to talk about.
T: Is this how the blog is going to be everyday?
E: Welllll, I wanted to do the video blogging but nooooooooooo. Someone doesn't like to be on camera. I don't either and you don't see me complaining when I'm on it. ANYWAY... what I was going to say...
T: Go on.
E: You know what's sad?
T: Our economy.
E: True. But I'm not gonna hate on Bush right now. You know that one friend we had that went out with that one weird girl who no one knew?
T: OHHHH!!!! Him. Yeah, why? Did they break up?
E: He's with a new girl.
T: What were you going to say?
E: He dated her out of sympathy. SYMPATHY. Who does that????
T: SADDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
E: That's what our entire lunch table said. (Oh, if he's reading this now...I TOLD YOU NO ONE WILL LET YOU FORGET THAT!!!! NO ONE CARES IF YOU HAD GOOD INTENTIONS. It just isn't right.)
T: It's a good thing I don't see him in any of my hours. Awkward.
E: Well, he sits near me in like, second hour. I think. I'm not sure. I mean, I don't even know what day it is today.
T: It's the 14th.
E: Oh, okay. I forget everything. That's why I'm glad I'm not dating anyone. I might forget his name.
T: (laughs) Like a guy hookin up with a girl at a club. Or at least the kinds you see in the movies.
E: Oh, i didn't mean like that. It probably wouldn't be that bad. I'm not that mean. I'd at least attempt to remember his name if I was trying to hook up with him at a club.
T: I wouldn't let you forget his name. That would be horrible.
E: It would. I don't know how I would forget that. I might try. Unless it was, like, good or something.
T: (in the middle of a fight with her sister.)
E: TITI??? TITI???
T: (went to get soup or something)
Temi: Can you pass me some cinnamon toast crunch?
T: (back now) It was noodles, thank you.
Temi: You know, if this blog becomes really popular, I could sue you.
T: No you couldn't.
Temi: Yes I could! For using my name without my legal consent.
T: No you can't
Temi: I won't sue you on one condition. YOU GET ME SOME CINNAMON TOAST CRUNCH!!!
E: STOP TALKING SO FAST!! I CAN'T TYPE THAT FAST!!!!!
T: No!!! I'm not getting it for you.
Temi: YES!!
T: NO!!!
E: STOP!!! Is this what you said, Titi? I can't remember what to type.
T: Yeah, I think so.
E: Okay. Good.
TEMi: (whispering) I'm going to sue you, titi, I'm going to sue you.
E: How lame is it that we type our conversations?
T: You're the one who's typing. So that makes you, thank you very much.
E: You know what? Fine. I'll stop.
T: Lo siento.
E: No, really, I think we should be done for the day. We have to send out those evites.
T: Alrighty then. Peace out people who are reading this.
E: Yeah, peace homies, who have no life. Like me.
T: Never say that again.
E: True that.
T: That either.
Titi: I can't believe people actually read this thing. That just totally made my day. And you're writing it.
E: Yeah, all those six hours we put into it last night.
T: It's not my fault! It would have been less if it wasn't for your OCD. Plus my computer hates you. :)
E: I don't have OCD. Only with computers.
T: LIES! LIES! I can't believe people were actually on this. I remember whatshisname talking to me about it actually. Ow. My head hurts.
E:Yes, you do sound like you're ADD.
T: oh, PSAT.
E: Hold on, bud. We still have to talk about how weird it is that one day after launch people started reading this. Or at least it's weird to me.
T: Maybe we'll be the next Miley and Mandy!
E: NO. I HATE MILEY CYRUS.
T: Now can we talk about the PSAT?
E: Knock yourself out. I've had enough of school for now.
T: For those of you taking it, good luck . But I still think it's pointless, no offense.
E: Are we done with that now?
T: Yes, yes we are.
E: Thank god. Now about my day! No, I'm kidding. But we should talk about our day.
T: Nothing happened in my day. Except I did good on my AP History Test. Thank god for that.
E: Yah!!! Titi passed. I didn't have any tests today. Why? Because all my easy classes are right now. Why? Because counselors hate me. Why? I don't know.
T: The whole world hates you.
E: Yes, I am quite aware of that. It has been established.
T: Oh, we have to wish the soccer girls good luck tonight. PLEASE WIN!!!
E: Yes, please do. I want to get out of school.
T: I agree.
E: If anyone else agrees, post it on cbox. That thing is kinda cool. I posted on my own cbox on my last blog. Which is kind of sad if you think about it.
T: You ramble a lot.
E: Fine. I can stop talking.
T: Yeah, I got nothing else. OH! And MEA is in two days! Hotel here I come! :)
E: Be safe.
T: What...what is that supposed to mean?
E: If I explain, I might get in trouble. There's this thing that happens, ... some parents like to refer to as the birds and the bees. Why? Not sure.
T: STOP TALKING!
Temi (Ttit's sister): STOP TALKING!
T: Do you want to read our blog?
Temi: No. I kinda have homework.
E: OH! I have something to talk about.
T: Is this how the blog is going to be everyday?
E: Welllll, I wanted to do the video blogging but nooooooooooo. Someone doesn't like to be on camera. I don't either and you don't see me complaining when I'm on it. ANYWAY... what I was going to say...
T: Go on.
E: You know what's sad?
T: Our economy.
E: True. But I'm not gonna hate on Bush right now. You know that one friend we had that went out with that one weird girl who no one knew?
T: OHHHH!!!! Him. Yeah, why? Did they break up?
E: He's with a new girl.
T: What were you going to say?
E: He dated her out of sympathy. SYMPATHY. Who does that????
T: SADDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
E: That's what our entire lunch table said. (Oh, if he's reading this now...I TOLD YOU NO ONE WILL LET YOU FORGET THAT!!!! NO ONE CARES IF YOU HAD GOOD INTENTIONS. It just isn't right.)
T: It's a good thing I don't see him in any of my hours. Awkward.
E: Well, he sits near me in like, second hour. I think. I'm not sure. I mean, I don't even know what day it is today.
T: It's the 14th.
E: Oh, okay. I forget everything. That's why I'm glad I'm not dating anyone. I might forget his name.
T: (laughs) Like a guy hookin up with a girl at a club. Or at least the kinds you see in the movies.
E: Oh, i didn't mean like that. It probably wouldn't be that bad. I'm not that mean. I'd at least attempt to remember his name if I was trying to hook up with him at a club.
T: I wouldn't let you forget his name. That would be horrible.
E: It would. I don't know how I would forget that. I might try. Unless it was, like, good or something.
T: (in the middle of a fight with her sister.)
E: TITI??? TITI???
T: (went to get soup or something)
Temi: Can you pass me some cinnamon toast crunch?
T: (back now) It was noodles, thank you.
Temi: You know, if this blog becomes really popular, I could sue you.
T: No you couldn't.
Temi: Yes I could! For using my name without my legal consent.
T: No you can't
Temi: I won't sue you on one condition. YOU GET ME SOME CINNAMON TOAST CRUNCH!!!
E: STOP TALKING SO FAST!! I CAN'T TYPE THAT FAST!!!!!
T: No!!! I'm not getting it for you.
Temi: YES!!
T: NO!!!
E: STOP!!! Is this what you said, Titi? I can't remember what to type.
T: Yeah, I think so.
E: Okay. Good.
TEMi: (whispering) I'm going to sue you, titi, I'm going to sue you.
E: How lame is it that we type our conversations?
T: You're the one who's typing. So that makes you, thank you very much.
E: You know what? Fine. I'll stop.
T: Lo siento.
E: No, really, I think we should be done for the day. We have to send out those evites.
T: Alrighty then. Peace out people who are reading this.
E: Yeah, peace homies, who have no life. Like me.
T: Never say that again.
E: True that.
T: That either.
What The Heck is This About?
4:17 PM - Monday, October 13, 2008
Yo! It's TI squared (aka Titi) and Elizabeth!!! And this is our totally amazing blog which is soooooo worth reading (unlike others) because our lives are incredibly interesting. I think we cause major trouble for ourselves because there really is no other way to explain what happens.
So what's in this blog??? EVERYTHING. No, no we're not kidding. We're serious. From boys (=]) to sports to obsessions... There isn't anything that won't be covered. If we sound conceited because we talk about ourselves so much, we're not. Our plan was to have a reality TV show, but we don't have the time or energy to go call MTV (because they are overloaded with reality TV. Is there even a scripted show on the channel? Didn't think so. ).
Whatever's on our minds will be in this blog. Come on, you can't tell us this doesn't seem awesome. Did you check out that sweet background? Yeah, that should prove enough. Or at least for now.
Before you read, there are some things you should know:
Titi is...
1. A chocolate lover. Wanna win her heart? Give her chocolate.
2. An awesome listener. She listens to Elizabeth complain about her family and the annoying men she knows and hasn't told her to shut up about it. Yet.
3. A major fan of abs. (But who isn't?) She dies of awe every time she sees some great six packs.
4. Friendly, shy and loves to travel. She will probably visit every country by the time she is thirty. And probably marry a Spanish boy because she loves to speak espanol. And probably travel the world with him because he will be rich and Titi likes men who are nice. And he will probably be tdh (aka tall, dark, and handsome). And probably.., okay, enough.
5. Addicted to her laptop, cellular device, and boys. But who said that was a bad thing?
Elizabeth is..
1. An amazingly amazing writer (but she doesn't think so, my goal is to get her published so watch out)
2. A lover of all sports, except soccer (I don't understand why, I mean it's the best sport EVERRR)
3. A ridiculously amazing and awesome friend. She always listens to me whine about the lame boys I get involved with, and watches me look at the ridiculously hot ones we find around our town. Plus, when I'm with her we always find random things to do, like starting this blog, and we're working on our own soap opera. We both love to watch guys shirtless, they make us smile =] <---see? I could go on for days about how amazing she is, but I'll probably develop carpal tunnel. 4.A runner (once again, I don't know WHY???But I think it has something to do with all the amazingly good looking guys she sees while running Ex. the soccer team, the football team, AND the cross country team). 5.Going to be the first woman coach in the NFL =]
So what's in this blog??? EVERYTHING. No, no we're not kidding. We're serious. From boys (=]) to sports to obsessions... There isn't anything that won't be covered. If we sound conceited because we talk about ourselves so much, we're not. Our plan was to have a reality TV show, but we don't have the time or energy to go call MTV (because they are overloaded with reality TV. Is there even a scripted show on the channel? Didn't think so. ).
Whatever's on our minds will be in this blog. Come on, you can't tell us this doesn't seem awesome. Did you check out that sweet background? Yeah, that should prove enough. Or at least for now.
Before you read, there are some things you should know:
Titi is...
1. A chocolate lover. Wanna win her heart? Give her chocolate.
2. An awesome listener. She listens to Elizabeth complain about her family and the annoying men she knows and hasn't told her to shut up about it. Yet.
3. A major fan of abs. (But who isn't?) She dies of awe every time she sees some great six packs.
4. Friendly, shy and loves to travel. She will probably visit every country by the time she is thirty. And probably marry a Spanish boy because she loves to speak espanol. And probably travel the world with him because he will be rich and Titi likes men who are nice. And he will probably be tdh (aka tall, dark, and handsome). And probably.., okay, enough.
5. Addicted to her laptop, cellular device, and boys. But who said that was a bad thing?
Elizabeth is..
1. An amazingly amazing writer (but she doesn't think so, my goal is to get her published so watch out)
2. A lover of all sports, except soccer (I don't understand why, I mean it's the best sport EVERRR)
3. A ridiculously amazing and awesome friend. She always listens to me whine about the lame boys I get involved with, and watches me look at the ridiculously hot ones we find around our town. Plus, when I'm with her we always find random things to do, like starting this blog, and we're working on our own soap opera. We both love to watch guys shirtless, they make us smile =] <---see? I could go on for days about how amazing she is, but I'll probably develop carpal tunnel. 4.A runner (once again, I don't know WHY???But I think it has something to do with all the amazingly good looking guys she sees while running Ex. the soccer team, the football team, AND the cross country team). 5.Going to be the first woman coach in the NFL =]
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The People (and inanimate objects) We Would Like to Thank For Making This Blog Possible: (in no particular order. Or so we say) (written by: elizabeth, hilariously commented on by: TiTi!) Titi’s Parents- For buying her the laptop that fuels this operation. THANK YOU FROM BOTH OF YOUR DAUGHTERS!!!! J Derek- For being our number one fan. Or only fan, really. I’m so timid! Frannie- For publicity and being a wickedly awesome person and a reader. Carolyn- For filling out our application. Even though we haven’t responded to it. Yet. We will. Eventually. Thanks for reading! Ian- You read our blog! That is so interesting! It’s shocking, really. Anna D- Thanks for reading our blog when we forced you to. So wicked! Jaime- Thanks for being so interested in our blog! We need all the fans we can get. And that’s not a lie. Jaleesa- You are wickedly awesome and funny. We will soon feature your J’Oprah show on here soon! (First episode- Elizabeth sells her house for college money) (WHY DID YOU SAY IT????? Hahaha) God- (Elizabeth will be the one going to hell for this) Because we are obligated to and because we don’t want to end up as one of the people on the Dave Ryan in the Morning show who didn’t thank God after getting an award. All Idiotic Men Titi Has Ever Met- “I would like to thank you for giving me something to rant about for the past two years.” Food- You are our main topic of conversation. All the amazing chefs in the world!!!!! The Tall Dark Handsome Frisbee Players- Thanks for bestowing us with your beauty. If we weren’t officially the weirdest girls before, we are now. The Game- WE HATE YOU.(So true. Damn, I just lost) Breakup Season- Yah! Breakups always give us something to talk about! Mr.Eidem- WE MISS YOU AND THE SOAP OPERA!!!!!!!!! THAT WAS SO FUNNY!!!!! You are our hero. An annoying child that was in Eliza’s past class and is now in Titi’s class- You are so, so strange. But you do give us something to talk about. Thanks! (THAT child!! Oh good God, you talk a lot. A LOT!) Chacha- YOU ARE GOD. We will forgive you for the one time you wronged us. Sesame Chicken- You darn thing! You ruin everything! Innuendos- =Elizabeth’s language and the reason for much heated debate on the blog. Wicked! The Guy Who Gave Eliza Mono (or so she believes)- No comment. I just put you in here because I have recently brought you up a lot, thanks to what you passed to me. Not that I’m complaining or anything. You make a night interesting.(Oh good god. THAT child?!) The Guy Titi Is In Love With But Will Not Admit So Eliza Will- She loves you! You should date her. She actually talks about you quite a bit in this blog, just fyi. Ahem. Ahem. Ahem.( SO NOT TRUE, but you’re a cool kid anyway, so thanks J ) “Kinky”- You make life interesting! (Why are we thanking that word??? I HATE that word!) Twilight- Titi loves you. Eliza wants you to die. Opposites attract, so there. There you go. That’s the reason you are in here. (No, I just love Jacob/ Taylor Lautner J) Stupid People- Not that we aren’t or anything. But you all make nice conversation topics. Just puttin’ that out there. Sophomores- You make us laugh at how much we are annoyed with you. Thanks for giving us something to rant about!(THOSE children. Why are we thanking those children? WHY!?) This One Sophomore That Titi Liked Who Ended Up Being a Jerk- Wow. That’s all I have to say. I don’t even know you but all I have to say is “Wow.” And maybe I’ll throw a “Really?” in there. Thanks for being a topic of discussion. Not that you deserve it or anything.( DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THAT CHILD! I still strongly dislike you. You can go roll off a cliff) That One Weird Guy Eliza Ran Into At The Library- You make a really interesting story. Not gonna lie. Hope I don’t run into you at school! Politics- Aren’t they always a great topic? NOT!(Don’t even get me STARTED on politics. Hmph!) AP Classes- You can die. You are the reason our GPA’s are lower.(So true!) Disgusting Men- You are the reason we rant about men. So yea. There. That’s all I have to say. Woo! “Is this a joke? Is this a cruel, sick joke?”- THANK GOD FOR THAT SAYING! I LOVE IT!! Temi- (Titi’s sister) WOoOoO! You made our second blog HiLaRiOuS! As you can tell, I am having fun with LeTtErS!!!!! I am done now. (Pft. She doesn’t know what she’s talking about. I actually have to LIVE with you and your need to steal my chocolate) Spanish- I don’t like you but you seem to come up in every conversation, so yea. I’m sure that Titi will comment on this one. (Cap locks time. SPANISH IS AH-MAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Boys, in general- That’s all I had to say. No, really. I’m not going to rant here. Miley Cyrus- DIE. Just kidding. Or am I…? Bart and “You would say such a thing.”- You don’t even read this blog but we always quote your line! Woo! It is wickedly funny. Haha, if you do read this- egg girl.(Ahhh you silly child) Nicknames- Like, “TI squared” and “T squared” and , my personal favorite, “T.” DON’T KILL ME TITI!!!!( I just might kill you. RUN, FOOL! THEY GONNA KILL YOU!!!) This small, small city and its small, small world- ay yai yai! You bore us to death but we have to thank you since we live here and have to have city pride. No, we have to. Otherwise weird, annoying people will beat us up. (Haha true. That’s all I have to about that) President Obama- You’re just tight. Exclamation Points- You take up space in our blog and make it look like we have something worthwhile to say! The Future- YOU HAUNT OUR DREAMS AND FREAK US OUT.(YES, THEY DO!) The Lunch ladies- They seem so nice.(They do seem nice) Cody- “He’s the person that makes speech bearable.”(Haha he’s a funny child) Jasmine- “You also make speech bearable.”(AHHHH! You are awesome) Andrew- “God, you’re beautiful. “(Lizy said that, not me. Lizy.) (Actually, no, I did not say that. But I will not disagree.)(You did to!)(yea, like, five months ago.)
Dan- “So how does it feel to assassinate the president of a foreign country?”(Hahah that’s not a crime or anything. . .) Mitch- “You seem pretty tight”(And you have the same birthday as Paul!) Albert- “YOU ARE HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!”(And you have nice shoes J) Rachel- “ You are nice”(True, true) Parker- “Not gonna lie. I thought you died.” Abel- For thinking this blog is wicked and actually being a man and reading it! (once.) Ah, you make me laugh!!!!!!! Haha, lunch at McDonalds. Oh, that reminds me. I still owe ya for that! Alex- (no, titi, not that one) STOP WITH THE INNUENDOS!!!! (yes, titi, that one) The People at Clubs That Elizabeth Helps With- You make weekends fun! And you’re all wickedly cool. Or at least you are to me. Some say you aren’t. Why I thank you for helping with this blog, …there is no legit reason. this skin is proudly brought to you by DancingSheep