Hey girls! I know I've been MIA as of late, buttttt, Im happy to report that Im still alive! yay!! haha I wanna thank everyone for coming out to my birthday a few weekends ago...I was so thrilled to see everyone, it was like a piece of my heart had come back haha
I just started my new blog today, so free to check it often...I hope to write in it often :)
http://latissachanelle.blogspot.com/
And...to whoever is the all-mighty webmaster...can you take that 18+ age thing off? I cant link to the Diva blog because of it :(
Love you all!
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Crazy Medicated Dreams
I had this dream last night that I was dating Tyler...except he didn't really look like Tyler- he looked like Tyler crossed with Zach Morris and he snuck in my house to see me and tell me he had dumped his cheerleading girlfriend because he had a crush on me and his dad thought I was great having just seen me in the stands... also something about he loved a girl who had a brain and did pilates. Anywho, the dream is so real and detailed (and I'm so feverish and medicated) that when I woke up in the middle of the night, I really thought it was Tyler/Zach in bed with me...
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
A Product Made Just for Divas
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"They Dont Grow'em Like That 'Round Herre!"
We've read about the insanely ridiculous dates and the virtual boyfriends (Chris...I am NOT letting you live that one down), but I have to add another genre to this: pick-up lines. Yes, pick-up lines. You have your classic "did it hurt? when? when you fell from heaven?" and "Are your legs tired" lines. I never really go on dates, but I swear, I get the most....creative pick-up lines/"lemmie holla atcha" scenarios ever.
Case in point....when I was 19, I wanted to go out with my cool 21-yr-old cousin Tiffany in Va Beach a talk to college boys and be all grown and whatnot, so we went to some party that night, which was pretty uneventful....until we hit up the 24hr. IHOP afterwards. We're leaving IHOP, paying at the counter, and there's a gaggle of people waiting to be seated. I look up, and there's this one group of, like 15 people, 4 of them being kids....AT 4AM, MIND YOU. I happen to see one particularly dirrty man in the group...mid-30s...bald head...STRONG Southern accent, dirty ripped up jeans...an 'assortment' of teeth...and a ratty white undershirt with pit stains and holes galore. Completely classy, ladies. He grins at me....eww...and I knew....I KNEW he was gonna say something to me. So I warn my cousin with the "protect me from this crazy ass fool" look as he walked over to me...and this is what happens:
I have no horrible date stories, but believe me....I have SO much to share :)
Case in point....when I was 19, I wanted to go out with my cool 21-yr-old cousin Tiffany in Va Beach a talk to college boys and be all grown and whatnot, so we went to some party that night, which was pretty uneventful....until we hit up the 24hr. IHOP afterwards. We're leaving IHOP, paying at the counter, and there's a gaggle of people waiting to be seated. I look up, and there's this one group of, like 15 people, 4 of them being kids....AT 4AM, MIND YOU. I happen to see one particularly dirrty man in the group...mid-30s...bald head...STRONG Southern accent, dirty ripped up jeans...an 'assortment' of teeth...and a ratty white undershirt with pit stains and holes galore. Completely classy, ladies. He grins at me....eww...and I knew....I KNEW he was gonna say something to me. So I warn my cousin with the "protect me from this crazy ass fool" look as he walked over to me...and this is what happens:
IHOP Man (in southern accent): "hey, gal".....my cousin Tiffany still calls me to this day to tell me "they dont grow'em like that 'round herre".
Me (rolling my eyes): "hey"
IHOP Man: looking me up and down "what's your name?"
Me: "tonya"
IHOP Man: "damn, girl...where you from?"
Me: "not here."
IHOP Man: "You muss be from Dekayyytah (translation: Decatur, GA)
Me: puzzled "no..."
IHOP Man: "Down Souf, like, New Owlins or sumthin?"
Me: getting irritated "no...."
IHOP Man: staring at my ass "you sho?"
Me: full-blown attitude "YES, why?"
IHOP Man: yelling loudly while blatantly staring at my ass "cuz DAM gurl they dont grow'em like that 'round herre!"
Laughter from all the people in earshot in the waiting area
::Quick exit, stage right::
I have no horrible date stories, but believe me....I have SO much to share :)
A Non-Date Life
Bad dates suck... but still sometimes they're better than no dates at all. Back when I first came to Carolina, I was just a TAD shy especially around boys. They ask to borrow a pencil, I blush and start sweating and can't form words. So at that time the only men in my life were the members of NSync. Yes, you heard me correctly. All my energies, my crushes, and WAY too much of my spare time was focused on Justin's favorite dinner or JC's favority hobbies.
Anywho, also around that time I had no friends in the state... except for my friend Meredith, who I had met virtually through a "dirty" Nsync Fan-Fiction website (which I used to write... it gets better and better doesn't it). Time when I wasn't in class was spent usually writing my nsync stories, IMing friends, or reading romance novels. Boys? Ha! I still couldn't even get up the nerve to talk to one.
Needless to say I was a little lonely, and my friend Meredith, who was much like me in the social situation, felt the same way. So one night, in a fit of boredom, I create a new screen name... and IM Meredith pretending to be "Justin". Yes, THAT Justin, Mr. JT. Next thing I know, "JC" is IMing me... and so it began. For about a year I had a "virtual" boyfriend, who was actually my best friend pretending to be JC from NSync. The conversations would last HOURS and would turn into these complex stories about our life together and getting married and the baby we had (oh yes, it was an unplanned pregnancy, JC was totally unprepared, almost broke us up). And remember, the whole time I was pretending to be "Justin"... thus sometimes there would be four conversations going on at once... Justin talking to JC, Justin talking to Meredith, Chris talking to Meredith, and JC talking to Chris.
And the sad part- I have one of the conversations saved. Maybe, just maybe, I'll post it for a good laugh or two.
So yes, bad dates suck, but.... it could be worse :)
Anywho, also around that time I had no friends in the state... except for my friend Meredith, who I had met virtually through a "dirty" Nsync Fan-Fiction website (which I used to write... it gets better and better doesn't it). Time when I wasn't in class was spent usually writing my nsync stories, IMing friends, or reading romance novels. Boys? Ha! I still couldn't even get up the nerve to talk to one.
Needless to say I was a little lonely, and my friend Meredith, who was much like me in the social situation, felt the same way. So one night, in a fit of boredom, I create a new screen name... and IM Meredith pretending to be "Justin". Yes, THAT Justin, Mr. JT. Next thing I know, "JC" is IMing me... and so it began. For about a year I had a "virtual" boyfriend, who was actually my best friend pretending to be JC from NSync. The conversations would last HOURS and would turn into these complex stories about our life together and getting married and the baby we had (oh yes, it was an unplanned pregnancy, JC was totally unprepared, almost broke us up). And remember, the whole time I was pretending to be "Justin"... thus sometimes there would be four conversations going on at once... Justin talking to JC, Justin talking to Meredith, Chris talking to Meredith, and JC talking to Chris.
And the sad part- I have one of the conversations saved. Maybe, just maybe, I'll post it for a good laugh or two.
So yes, bad dates suck, but.... it could be worse :)
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