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"..a happily ever after below the waist."
ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW.

“..I’m an addict for dramatics; I confuse the two for love.” –Taking Back Sunday

I'm Chelsea Beckett & Joseph Mark Trohman is my hero.
Cheers.

I’m every cliché but I simply do it best.




WHERE YOU WANT TO BE.

To the emergency exit door, no.


al/alister; the resident couch potato.
Anderson D./Andy
arvy.
audreyyyy.
bamba.
The BarBars.
bets/betina.
bianca.
brittany & casey.
cheenyka.
chi; simply indescribable.
christina marie.
dindin, dingdong.
disconinjas.
ells; the Fall Out Boy chic.
hannah c.
hudaaaaa.
ice.
ickbal.
iman.
izaq.
jammie.
jana.
jemuel.
joakk/joey/quack.
jolin.
joel
jovan.
justin.
kathrine.
katkat/kathrina.
kathleen.
kevin
kim.
kriztine abigail.
krizteena.
leiz; still the blabla.
manuel.
margaret.
maria natacia.
marlieeee/marla.
melanie a.
Mary Jayy/Mary Jane/Mary Joyce.
millah.
mizwarr.
monica/monix.
mumz.
mykaa.
nabs/bilay.
naqieyahh; pronounced na-KEE-yah.
Neesah aka Victoria.
Nicholle Zoe.
nikita.
nikki.
nina.
paths; the photographer.
pinkyy.
rcheller; the Manhattanite.
rhona.
ria.
relzz.
rielle/jan.
rosemary.
rubianca.
sarrrr.
seebs.
sim.
syiqah.
shanny!
steessh; the LOUD.
tashaa/nats; for cookies click here.
tiaraaa.
timmy.
umi; the taller one.
ummi syahirah.
wryck.
viel.
yerraaa.
yvonne&rora.
yzma/amelia/ismey
zim.
zim & friends.
zul.




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Monday, May 25, 2009
The One Where Chelsea's Bored and Writes Inside The Computer Lab Whilst Awaiting for Mina to Finish Her Physics Practicals 2:49 PM

“Whatever dude, you kissed a guy.”
–Ross from Friends

That has got to be the greatest comeback, ever. (Except maybe for “Am I boverred though?” courtesy of Lauren Cooper from that ridiculously hilarious (and vulgar) British TV show, the Catherine Tate Show, I’ve used it tons of times before and it managed to shut everyone up) Ever since watching Friends, for the first time in my entire life last Tuesday, I’ve been using that line on everyone who tries to take the mickey out of me.


“That’s not true.”
“Yes, it is.”
“Not.”“Whatever dude, you kissed a guy.”
“What? NO.”
“Heck yeah, you did.”
“Did not!”
“Did so!”
“Did not!!”
“That’s what you always say!”
“I did not! I DIDN’T OKAY?”
“…Whatever dude, you kissed a guy.”
“…”


Ultimate pwnage. The ones on the receiving ends also attempt to use it against me, and since has it been sacrilegious for a girl to kiss a guy?


“Hah! You kissed a guy!”
“…And?”
“Dammit.”


Note to boys: the line “Whatever dude, you kissed a guy” will NOT affect a girl in whatsoever way. Just thought you should know as some douchebag up there tried it on me. *coughIzaqcough*

There are also times when they can backfire. Oh yes, believe me, it can. I was chatting with this guy one night and we start arguing and I used the line against him.


“Heck no.”
“Seriously.”
“Okay… whatever dude, you kissed a guy!”
“…and so what if I have?”
“HOLY HELL, YOU KISSED A GUY?!?!?”
“What? It’s the most effective way of annoying someone of your own sex.”
“…”


Note to self: Always make sure that boys on the receiving end of “Whatever dude, you kissed a guy” retaliating line are completely, 100% and without a doubt straight. Guess he pwned me. Goodness. What is the world coming to?

But anyway, is Friends the best thing ever or what? I cannot believe I have not seen this stuff ever till like, last week. Have I been living under a rock or something for the past decade and a half?

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