Summer is so

Less than 5 months until I turn 17...

Now that is just scary. I remember turning 15! Sooo much happens in just 2 years, it's frightening. You meet people, you lose them, you fight, you get jobs, get a car, and feel a lot older. Just within the past month I feel a lot older. We're gonna be JUNIORS! We're are already half way through high school. 2 more years, and we'll be sitting in the Fort Worth convention center, waiting to here our names being called to go get our diploma. (if I get it together). Then, we all go our seperate ways and go onto college. Geeze. Time flies. :(

Really?

Is this how its going to be?
I feel like Im talking to a brick wall.

"A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument. A real friend knows that its not a friendship until after you've had a fight."

Hmm. Makes me think.

-Phillie

Nowhere to go but...

(: -Phillie.

(am i the only one who does the blog anymore?)

Freedom!

I am now a licensed driver!
Whoop!

-Phillie

Ps: hahah I beat you allll!!!

I want to paint my room ____.

Red

Orange

Green

I think red. What do you guys think?

16...finally.

April 16th.
Phillies birthday.
A M A Z I N G !
School was a blast, family and friends were great, gifts were and still are incredible!
I love my birthdayyy(:
Still dont know what Im going to do for an actual party though.
Whatever it is, hopefully will be fun.


Ohh, && i get my license on TUESDAY!


yes please ♥

Rosie..

is a HUGE baby!

I mean, does this look scary to you?

NO!!

Just go for it...

We're all big babies at one point in our lives. Quite literally. How do we deal? Well, if we KNOW for a fact that 1) we wont die 2) we wont get seriously injured and 3) it could possibly be the best thing to ever happen to us, than I say just go for it. Whats there to lose anyway? Really, its just about getting over our fear of the unknown. How could you be afraid of something that you haven't tried? Well, granted if someone were to tell you jumping off a cliff into shark infested waters was fun and exciting, well by all means be scared. But we're talking about something as simple as....lets just say going on a huge rollercoaster for the first time. From the parking lot it doesnt seem so huge. You think to yourself, "this is what I was afraid of?" As your walking up the stairs, all 400,000 of them, slowly butterflies fill up in your stomach. Turning around and walking back down the stairs is definately in your mind. But you keep on. You dont want to seem like a wuss in front of your friends. You finally see the front of the line. People are breaking up and deciding whether sitting in the front or back will give them any better expierence of the ride (Little hint, it doesnt). You choose to sit in the middle. Your not first down the giant hill that awaits you, but your not last either. The man next to the controls who looks like he would rather be drowning than doing what he is now, gets the go and starts the ride. No turning back now. Your stomach feels as if it will fall out of your butt. You feel yourself breathing harder. The people you were once side by side with are getting smaller and smaller. From the height your at now you can spot your car in the parking lot. You just realized you left your head lights on. Crap. The clicking of the rollercoaster gets louder and louder. You know your reaching the top. You see a 12 year old girl who doesnt even look worried. You say to yourself "if she can do it, than i must be able to." People in the front cart start raising up their arms. Slowly you decend downhill. At this moment you wish you would have turned around when you had the chance. But wait..is that a smile forming? Are you...laughing? The sharp turns squish you into the person sitting next to you. But, you dont care, your having the time of your life. You see a flash in the far right corner. Of course, its those embarassing photos they take of people and try to get you to buy later. 1 wallet photo for $12? Yeah right! As fast as it started, the ride comes to a hault. Your sanity slowly comes back. Your face fills with color again. You stand up and see the next batch of people waiting to take your seat. The girl about to take your place, looks like you did 2 minutes ago. Scared, unsure, and nauseous. Right before she steps into the cart, she looks behind her, at the stairs. Will she bail or stay? When she turns back around, you give her a quick smile and say "just go for it!" She looks at you. Your a stranger to her. By now, everyone has gotten out of their carts and the man next to the controls gives you a death stare. You get up. As your walking down the steps, you see that same girl you were just talking to take a deep breath and get in the cart.

just go for it.

-Phillie(:

Let me just tell you about these past 2 days at our Softball tournament...

Okay, so our tournament is at Denton Ryan... which is where Tiffany's ex-girlfriend goes. (they went out for a year and a half.) So we got there, and Tiffany pointed Glorianna (ex-girlfriend) out to me. So we like just got there and drama is already starting. But, it's mostly with Glorianna's current girlfriend telling Tiffany to stay away from Glorianna.

THURSDAY, GAME 1:

We played Glorianna's team first. I play right field, which is behind 1st and 2nd base. So, Glorianna was on 2nd base, and we got 3 outs, so I was running back to the dugout, and Glorianna was running to her teams' dugout. I sped up my running so I would cross paths with her. Well... I DID cross paths with her... I put my foot out in front of her, and she tripped, and fell on her face. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her fall. IT WAS PRICELESS! She was so pissed off during the rest of the game, like sitting in the dugout shaking her foot and giving me the dirtiest looks ever. So, right after I tripped her, I walk into the dugout, and Tiffany's eyes were like quarters, and she had the BIGGEST smile on her face ever. She was like, "you totally just made my day." Then at the end of each game, we always high five the other team and say
"Good Game." Well... it was me and Glorianna's turn to high five, and she goes, "BIT!@!" And I turn around and say the exact same thing back.

W H A T A D A Y!

FRIDAY, GAME 3:

As soon as we got to the field I saw Glorianna. Well... I went up to the concession stand to buy some gum. (I always have to have gum when I play Softball.) But, Glorianna, her current girlfriend, and like 3-4 of their friends we up at the concession stand too. I bought my gum... turned around and looked at Glorianna and said, "Did you have a nice fall yesterday?". She looks at me and says F!@# YOU! So I grab my gum, turn around to walk back to my team, and Glorianna's girlfriend yells out to me, "You better leave Glorianna the f!@# alone!". So I turn around look at her and say, "You better leave Tiffany the f!@# alone!". The she proceeds to walk up to me, and rips off her jacket, and yells, "DO YOU WANNA GO? DO YOU WANNA FIGHT?"
VERY CALMLY, I said, "Yeah sure, let's go. I'll fight you." Then we were walking towards eachother and some random guy yells out, "LADIES, STOP NOW!" So I turn around and finish my journey to where my team was standing. You should have seen the looks on everyone's face on my team. They were going crazy. It was sooo funny. Tiffany's face was priceless.

So, that was my interesting adventure for the past 2 days. I guess we'll see what today brings during the tournament. :)

Ellie OUT.

Inventions, Ducks, and Finding Nemo.

I dont feel like blogging about school our anything today.

So, I decided to google "Things to blog about".

And I found...



#33 Whats an invention you would make?



So this got me thinking.

(Hmmmmmmmmm) <--- Thats me thinking btw.

There are so many things out there that havent been invented.

Like...



You know what..NO

I dont feel like thinking/blogging about that either.

Man, my brain is like musshhh today.



I really need to make an actual blog entry. Mine are always lame.



Okay, starting bloggggggggg NOW.



..

....

uhhhh



OMG GUYS!
I came across this picture on google.
I cant help but smile when I see this, like..
THERE SO DARN CUTE!

I just cant believe shes a single mother and can raise all the kids by herself.
They seem very well behaved.
I wonder how she like calls them over.
Haha,
is it like Finding Nemo where they all have the same name?

Gahh I love that movie.
I love the whale speaking part. That always cracks me up.
Okay, so this blog has changed topics many times.

I think im done now.

Philliesssss...out?

Where's Oppie?

Wherefore art thou, Oppie?  It's not as if this blog can actually run without you, you idiot.  Can't you even take in the consideration of our therapeutic bond?  Do we really need to make a schedule like those psychiatrists do?

PHILLIE.  YOU FREAKING VOTED FOR YOURSELF 3 TIMES.  I don't think that exactly counts.  Whereas, I am most confidently sure that I voted for myself once.  Clearly meaning that I won.

Poor Ellie; life does suck, doesn't it?  Luckily enough, we're having our OFFICIAL meeting tomorrow.  Ain't it exciting?  I heard about part of your little shenanigan.  But it isn't official until it's out of the horse's mouth... in which case you're the horse.

So mom called me today about the song, interrupting me while I was reading an absolutely splendid book.  Needless to say, she spent 10 minutes talking about random crap, and I was insanely bored.  Bah humbug.

I told Oppie about my little dilemma today; I'll tell you guys later.  Basically, it has something to do with these statements:

1.  I really need to stop expecting things from people, otherwise I'll just get trampled on and be treated like CRAP. (hint hint!)

2.  I should not have to be anyone's last resort; you shouldn't have to talk to me once everyone is gone.

It really hurts, though it's been happening for several months now, I try not to show it to anyone.  And it's not like I'm actually jealous, just hurt.  

I'm so glad to have friends like you though.

But yeah, Oppie was telling me that the crew really needs to bond together again or she's going to Central.  & I totally agree... about the first part.  (I'm going to hurt you if you go to Central.)

We act all best friends and crap, but when someone is in a sticky situation, everyone just ignores it.  We need to stand up for each other, like those cliched chick flicks or something, because this is the reason we're part of the CREW.  Yeah, we have all this drama and crap, but have the stuff wouldn't probably happen if someone did something about it.  And we're going to something about these things.  Like, for example, Kelly totally talked to Polly and tried working things out.  Did it take much of an effect?  Not really, but the tension between them has immensely decreased.  Little by little, we can rejoin the crew.  And it's not just Polly who feels left out.  It's kinda everyone, who pretend nothing is really wrong.  But there kind of is.

Enough of this big speech crap.  The point is that I love you guys forever, and if anything ever changes that, then someone is going to get their butt kicked into next Wednesday.

P.S.  Phillie, that is one sexy picture of that thong.  Floyd would've been peeing his pants if he saw that. ;)

By the way, I love how Sydney's  name is on it.  It makes things so much more terribly exciting.

-Rosie out.

In your face...

HAHAHA!
I told you Rosie, that I would win the poll!
Eat my DUST!
Whoop Whoop!
Party ova here, pary ova there!

Your a loser,
& and Im a winner!

Thats how its always gonna be,
so get used to it!

(:

Sorry guys...

Sorry for being so late on posting a blog... I've just been so busy with softball and "other" things. Ellie... had a mental breakdown before and after my game yesterday. For one reason and I'm sure we all know who it was about. But ya know, oh well.

I miss the group so much. We need to all hang out like on a Sunday when I have no softball (like that's ever going to happen.), but we can try. Well... I'm going to go out to eat with my Padre. (my Madre is out of town. :D)

Peace out.- Ellie

Thong song! (Oppieeee)

I love you guys to the max! I've never laughed so hard with a group of people more. What's wierd is we all have such different personalities, so..it's kinda like we complete eachother. Haha how lame does that sound?! Pshhh. But really, think about it?

Oppie- the black, but acts white one (the quiet one)

Rosie- not afraid to say what's on her mind

Ellie- the aggressive, dramatic one

& me, Phillie- the funny, very talkative one...i guess?

It's SO TRUE!!

Ahhhhh, i just re-read this and it made me laugh.

I love you guys. (:

Forevers and evers.

Phillies a gettin off.

It's someone elses turn to blog.

Teamwork is the KEY!

Well ladies, I have to say, Spanish today was a little... HECTIC! I mean really, 20 bizzilion workbook pages. WHAT THE MESS?!?!?! But in the end we did prevail. We always do, even when "the mom" tells us to stop talking and do our work. I say we have a ceremonial burning of the workbook (...well, whats left of it) when this school years over. Whos with me? (:

Phillies off.

Slackers.

Opie and Ellie are riddiculously slow. Write something fools. I'm dying here.



Beef. Floyd. Therapy.

Jammin' Old Ladies

Oh Phillie, you silly; we never breaking this therapy group ever. Like, when Ellie's fellow policemen don't like her and they recruit her as a mall cop, this blog shall still exist; when she talks about her eight kids and how atleast half have some sort of problem and the other half are ashamed of their doughnut-eating mall cop mom, we shall be there. And when Opie ends up marrying a boy whose name very closely rhymes with "cloyd", we'll be there. Even you Phillie; when you decide to divorce (or plot to kill, depending how rich he is) your husband, the therapy group will be hear to wipe those tears--of joy?--and also possibly decide on splitting up the family fortune. As for me... Well, the tunnel seems kind of dark. I'm gonna be one of those old ladies that ring doorbells and then run away cackling; and I'm gonna trick-or-treat even when I turn 43 and 3/4 years old. I think we all shall have successful lives.

Oh, & Phillie, I know that we shall play the wii at 68 years old in somebody's dead mother's basement. ;D

Lots of love,

Rosie ;)

68 years old..

I dont know about you guys, buy I have to say that this blog thing was a great idea. I mean who knows, we could be 68 years old and find this blog and remember all the good times we had together. Wow, thinking that far in the future makes me sad. I might never see you guys again after highschool. Tear tear. Okay, enough of the mushy stuff.

Happy Birthday to our blog!

Whoopwhoop!

Ohh and I'm looking forward to the Just Dance wii party at my house Saturday? Yeah.

Phillie is over and out.

Peace. (:

First. Post. Ever.

Happy Birthday, our blog. This is the first ever post on our therapy channel. It looks crappy right now, but it's only because I have more important matters to go over (ie: stupid Forrest paper, perhaps?)

More later. Rosie out.