T: I plan on moving there. It was awesome. Can't even describe it.
E: Well maybe you should!
T: I'm working on it! But while I do that, you should tell us about your college visit.
E: Ay yai yai. I actually am not sure where to begin since it was so long ago. I will give a quick run down since I have so much to talk about today!!! Took the bus there. Made friends with a mexican guy at the bus stop in (*name of city has been omitted). Went to the (*name of hall has been omitted). Listened to a speech thingy. Took a tour of the school. Went to a chemistry class which I will elaborate on because it was awkward. So the escort (no, no, no. Not that kind) on the way to the class said I would be late cuz she was late. We get there. She told me to pick a door to enter (there were two). I PICKED THE WRONG DOOR. THERE WERE NO OPEN SEATS IN A LECTURE HALL OF 200 EXCEPT FOR ONE ON THE OTHER SIDE OR IN THE MIDDLE OF TWO PEOPLE. I had to sit in the middle of two people. It was incredibly awkward. Anywho, after that spiel, went back to the hall. Wanted to talk to some people at the PSEO office, so they had to get me another escort. He finally came. He made my day. It was like (*insert "Ahhh" sound like the sound of angels or something. You know what I mean.)! I was all, "Hellllloooooo!" Anywho, on the way he told me that he was in the sport management program, which was so wicked! I think I am done with the story now since I just wrote a freakin' book. I could go on, but I will not . NOW TALK ABOUT LONDON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T: Can't do it. It was awesome though. Sounds like your college trip was fun. I can't wait for college. I'm going to visit the University of Florida.
E: You should go visit it. And which one? There's a couple, aren't there?
T: The one with the Gators as the mascot. My dad said we could visit over the summer.
E: Oh! Yes, that one looked very interesting. You definitly need to visit this summer.
T: For sure. My other options are Iowa State University, Miami University in Ohio and Illinois Wesleyan. A few others, too. Oh. And St. Thomas.
E: Ha. Ha. St. Thomas. Don't go missing! Iowa State is aweseome, not gonna lie. You just have to be into small cities. When they say it's a college town, they aren't lying. It really is. There's a really good Chinese place there called "Madarin." What happened to Miami in Coral Gables?
T: That's still an option too. But it really depends on my ACT score.
E: Ughhhhhh. ACT. Don't remind me. And what do you mean it depends on your score? You probably got a 36.
T: HA HA! What a joke! If I got a 36 I would die and go to heaven. There was no way I got a 36. The science section was so freaking hard!
E: As good as heaven is, I highly doubt you would want to go there right now. SCIENCE WAS RIDICULOUS.
T: True. It was ridonkulous! I think the ACT should be banned! Who's with me!?
E: I am. This song is really sad. But I kinda like it, shocking enough.
T: Shocker! That's a first. Elizabeth liking a song by a Disney Artist? Oh my!
E: Hell must have frozen over!
T: I know! It's a miracle haha. So. . .anything important happen that you haven't told me?
E: Is that supposed to mean something...?
T: Maybe. . .haha just kidding.
E: Suuuure. Sure you are. That is what they all say.
T: Or is it. . .? Gah I have nothing to say!
E: Well, I have stuff to say! I'm just not sure where to begin. It will come to me soon.
T: Ohh! Tell me! Run fool! They gon kill you! hahaha
E: That is quite random haha. And tell you what?
T: Tell me what you were gonna say.
E: Ah, yes. So over break I was in my basement looking for something when I found this shelf with books on it about psychology and sociology and business and being able to read people's body language, which tells you exactly what they are saying. I started reading the body language ones and IT IS SO CREEPY! Everything makes sense now! My life is complete! I can read people like a book! Which is so odd.
T: Ohh! What am I thinking?
E: I didn't mean like that. And I've only gotten past the part about "courting" and "flirting," oddly enough. It was the first couple chapters in the book. I have actually been reading! I haven't ben able to get through a book since, like eighth grade. Well, there are some other things I can read. It's just hard to pick up on it. And it's things you never would have guessed.
T: huh?
E: What do you mean, "huh?"
T: Nevermind. What exactly have you learned so far?
E: Ay yai yai! Where to being? When a guy and girl are talking and the guy starts to fix his clothing, like tightening his tie or pulling on his shirt, you can tell that he is "in the mood." Not all the time, though, I mean, only when it's natural. If that makes sense. You can tell if a girl is flirting with a guy if she crosses and uncrosses and then crosses her legs a number of times. When a person tilts their heads to the side and smiles, they like you. A guy's eyes will dialate and his face will flush when he likes a girl. He will also stand taller and try to show masculinity. If someone greets you with an open palm, they like you (this is normal liking). I can't think of a ton of other stuff at the moment. I will let you know if anything else comes to my mind. Which it will.
PART TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
E: This is part two of this entry. When we did the first part, like, a week or two ago, we got distracted and stopped blogging. I think we were blogging last, we were watching Teen Cribs or something on MTV.
T: Teen Cribs is bomb! But anyway, would you like to know what I've discovered? What I've discovered is that there are still some boys that are actually nice! I have also discovered that my Daddy is my hero.
E: You know, oddly enough, I was thinking that last night (the guy thing). Your dad is my hero dos.
T: I was shocked! For example * Name has been omitted because. . .I just feel like it* always says sorry if he thinks he's said something to upset me. It's so cute.
E: And that is why you should go to prom with him.
T: We have already discussed this. He doesn't really like Prom, and just because he asked me it doesn't mean I'm going to make him go. So there!
E: Well maybe you should discuss this with him instead of not going. You know you want to. You know he wants to.
T: No, I don't think he wants to. Just sayin. Just puttin that out there.
E: Ah, so another steals my phrase. If you don't find out, I will.
T: If I don't find out, what?
E: If you don't find out if he wants to go or not. You don't know that for sure.
T: I do too know that for sure. Beause I'm psychic.
E: Oh no. Not this again. Are you going through your psychic phase again?
T: No. . .Maybe. . .Yeah, so. What's your point?
T: No. . .Maybe. . .Yeah, so. What's your point?
E:Nothing... nothing at all...
T: Uh huh. That's what they all say. Anyway. . .how was the track meet yesterday?
E: That's right. That is what they all say. I LOVE BOY'S TRACK MEETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T: You would say such a thing. You would.
E: Yes I would! I do the posting and it was awesome because yesterday when I left the trailer, there were always shirtless men around and it was like, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH" (that's the sound of heaven right there.).
T: I kind of hate you. ( You saw him SHIRTLESS, in the rain and you didn't tell me?! Selfish)
E: I feel loved. (Haha, I REMEMBER THAT!!!!!!!! That was terrible of you, not calling when something miraculous happens. It was possible to get there. It was possible.)
PART THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
E: So this is part three because we did the same thing we did last time...stop blogging because of distractions. I don't remember what that was.
T: Haha it was because me and my Daddy had to build that table. Which didn't even work! The stupid directions made no effing sense! Oh well. I still got paid for it =)
E: Ah yes, I do remember how you were not able to get the box open.
T: Stupid box. Sooo. . .anything important happen that you would like to tell the readers?
E: Nothing I would tell the readers.
T: Then tell me!!!
E: It is nothing of importance. Really. I always have useless shiite to talk about.
T: IS YOUR NAME MICHAEL!!!!!!!!!!!! I am never gonna let you forget that haha. That pretty much made my day haha. I think he was somewhat embarrased when you said that haha. Silly Boy.
E: I will clarify this for the readers because no one gets the inside joke. SOooooo Titi has a lover now, who I had noooo idea who he was. And last night (that was friday) (just in case you were wondering), I was leaving my house for a party and I look at over at Titi's house because I see this person running out of the corner of my eye, thinking it was Tolu, Titi's brother, I yelled, "HEY TOLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!! " Because it looked like him, not gonna lie. And then when he didn't respond, I was thought "OMG! THAT MUST BE HER LOVER!" So then I yelled, "IS YOUR NAME MICHAEL????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!???????????????" And then he was like, "Yeah." And then Titi comes running out of her house and comes to clarify to me before I left. (Oh, and this was at, like, 11 at night, which is why her lover appeared younger than he actually is)
PART FOUR (we just decided to continue the convo from before, even though that was from...days ago)
T: HE IS NOT MY LOVER!!!!!!!!!! (Just my boyfriend. . .)
E: Oui.
T: I'm hungry haha. That is so random. Anyway, I was going to go into a rant about men(again), but I'm not going to. Why? Because I have finally realized that is not worth it. I could keep whining and ranting about it, but in the end it's not going to change anything. So I'm just going to forget it. And thay's that.
E: I am sorry to hear that and I am sorry that I am no help. I have mixed feelings right now and I am not going to bring that problem into this. Anywho... this weather is nice.
T: Not cool. Tell me! Tell me now! I need to talk about something else besides that subject. Or else I will go crazy. So please, please, tell me!
E: I think I have already gone crazy. You won't be alone.
T: Your attempts at changing the subject aren't working. So tell me. Now.
E: What?!? You don't like talking about the weather? What is wrong with you???
T: The weather is lame. Just like your attempts at changing the subject. Hhaaaha. No. But really, tell me what it was.
T: The weather is lame. Just like your attempts at changing the subject. Hhaaaha. No. But really, tell me what it was.
E: No, I am trying to let this pass. (That makes it sound like a kidney stone or something)
T: Kidney stone? You are one weird child haha. Fine then. Be that away. Withholding information just leads to it bubbling up inside you then it bursts out anyway. One way or the other, I will find out haha.
E: Or not.
T: I always find out. When I want something, I stop at nothing to get it.
E: I am so scared.
T: You should be. Be afraid, be very afraid.
E: There is nothing to fear but fear itself.
T: Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
E: You're tellin' me.
T: Hahah, what's that supposed to mean?
E: Nothing. I just meant "You're tellin' me."
T: Uh huh. Sure. that's what they all say. Seeing as how you won't divulge this information, I will move on to the next topic( for now, anyway). Do you want to know what I think about relationships and crushes and all that fun stuff?
E: Thank you!!!! What is that?
T: I have realized that relationships make you paranoid. At least for me, I'm always more worried about what that other person is thinkning or feeling, than myself. But I hate that feeling.
T: I have realized that relationships make you paranoid. At least for me, I'm always more worried about what that other person is thinkning or feeling, than myself. But I hate that feeling.
E: You're tellin' me.
T: That again haha. But it's true. It's the hardest part of relationships. You always want to make that other person happy, so much that you forget that you need to make sure that you're happy too.
E: Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I'm sorry. I just have no emotions today. I guess. I don't know what to say. I'm not really the person to ask for advice.
T: I wish I could be emotionless, sometimes. I think I let my emotions get in the way a lot. Stupid emotions.
E: Yeah, I (don't really) know what you mean. I just... I am speechless today. I guess? Yeahhhh. Yea. Ye. Y.
T: Ahhh, you make me laugh. Now I understand why they say think with your head and not your heart.
E: I never understood that. Maybe that's because the difference doesn't apparently work with me. Haha. Head. Ha.
T: I wish. My life doesn't work that way. See, this thing I like to call my brain thinks rationally. But this stupid organ I like to call my heart throws all the rules that my brain thinks, out the window. When It comes to my heart, there are no rules. Stupid heart.
E: Ah, impulse.
T: Stupid impulse. It ruins everything.
E: In relationships, I would believe. I work on impulse all the time. I don't believe I ever think. But I would agree, it does ruin some things.
T: I got nothing. I'm somewhat filled with mixed emotions right now. Stupid emotions.
E: Welcome to Eliza's world. On the bright side, school is almost over. Yah!
T: Oh thank goodness. I just want it all to be over. High school, I mean. Like, I will miss everybody, don't get me wrong. But I'm just ready to move on to the next part of life.
E: Come join my empire! That's what I'm working on right now, while everyone is getting high and getting drunk and doing idiodic things, I am building my Trumpness. (Part one of it at least)
T: Haha Trumpness. That's a funny word.
E: Yes, yes it is. While all of you are working regular jobs in college, I will hopefully have a very steady income at a very steady business! HA! I will hire you Titi.
T: Oh, see. I will be somewhat busy establishing foreign contacts and forming relationships with the future powerhouses of other parts of the world. However, if you need a foreign correspondant. I am your girl haha.
E: Well, then, I can hook you up with people across the world later on. And I will make you an ambassador. That's what you should do. Be an ambassador. That's, like, the perfect job.
T: That's what I want to be when I grow up. But it is a very strenuous process. But it would be the perfect job.
E: Just about any job is strenous. You know what's strenous???
T: What?
E: BROKERS.
T: Hhaha. Oh my gosh, I would probably jump off a cliff.
E: I'm amazed I haven't. But this is what I like doing so, whatever. But the building I want is TWO MILLION DOLLARS. TWO MILLION. Not that I would have to pay it all at once.
T: Ohmidios. That is a TON of money. Yeah, you wouldn't have to pay it all at once, but still.
E: I'm not really worried about the price right now. I'm worried about someone else purchasing it. That would suck so badly. That reminds me, I should go call the broker today. I told him I would two weeks ago.
T: Yeah, you should probably do that. One day, you have to show me this building. Like, in person.
E: I have to go check it out first to see what renovations can be done. Which will be many. Oh, I have an announcement that I have been meaning to say. If any of our readers is over 18 (I KNOW THERE ARE, SEEING AS I HAVE SPOKEN TO YOU) and want part ownership in a business, I need to know. I would ask you Titi, but you are not 18. As far as I am concerned. As for workers, I have enough right now. (You are one, Tea Cake)
T: I just might have to kill you if you ever call me that again. I am NOT a fictional character from a book!
E: Ah, I miss English.
T: Me too! Except the Tea Cake part. I also miss (*math teacher's name has been omitted) class. It was fun, not gonna lie.
E: Yes, me dos. I miss the daily talk of "Family Guy." The only person I can talk to about that now is (*name has been omitted*) but I am afraid to talk him right now.
T: I haven't talked to that kid since 2nd grade.
E: Oh, you are missing out. I heart that kid. Though, if you can't take very... dirty talk, I would highly recommend not talking to him. Often.
T: Hahaha. Then I will probably not do that, then.
E: I think we should end this incredibly, extremely long blog post.
T: K, Peace<3
E: OUT!
