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Hey guys. Okay last night I went to my cousin's sweet sixteen. I was expecting it to be pretty boring because not alot of family that I knew were going to be there. Well, anyway, I bought a really pretty dress for the occasion. Its hot pink with a black fringe going around the bottom of it. So, my mom, and I get to the party and we are actually on time. (Latinas are bad with time, so yeah. LOL.) I was standing with my mom near the enterance when I saw my BFFL, E, walk in. I nearly died. When we saw each other we started freaking out and he's like, "What the hell are you doing here?" Well it turns out that we have the same cousin so we're kind of related. Ha. We started dying. Then, his cousin J shows up. I did ballet with her about seven years ago so she kind of remembered me. The whole night we hung out being stupid. We had a food fight and stuck french fries in E's ear, LOL. When the music came on, J and I ran out to the dance floor. We started grinding and having tons of fun. We even ran through the bathroom barefoot pulling a "Britney". Ha. That night we came to a conclusion that all hispanics are related to each other somehow. My cousins rock.

Tay.

Ha ha ha. I was so incredibly hyper today at school. It started in third period when we were all in the gym locker room. My friend J and I decided that we didn't want to swim. I stole my friend's locker mirror and brush and started to tease my hair like crazy. LOL. I was talking with a Boston accent saying, "Gorgeous! Ladies this is how you do your hair. Love it, oh, oh. Spikes!" We were all cracking up and then J and I ran out to the pool area. I contiunued to be crazy and toy with my spikes. It was hillarious. I love being hyper.

Tomarrow we go to Boston!!!! Score, man.

Tay.

Hey bloggers! School is going great, except for math class. I'm pretty sure that my math teacher hates me, but what's new? :) Another very annoying thing is that everyone I know is being poser-ish. One day, like a month ago I wore my Paramore shirt and everyone was like, "Ooh, I love you shirt! Where'd you get it?" I was okay with that, but after hearing it for three weeks, it gets old. Then, things started getting ever weirder. People who listen to Hannah Montanaesque stuff started saying "I love Paramore." I would ask them what their favorite song was by them and they'd be like, "Um... I like all their music!" Psh. Its getting old because this girl comes out of nowhere today and is saying how much she loooooooves Paramore and that her dad is getting her their CD. She didn't ever know the album's name or that they had other CDs before Riot! Posers, much?

Tay.

Woot! Something finally went right for me. My hair is finally cut.

Watcha think? It got a little cut off, but it goes a tiny bit past my shoulders. I love it!!!

Taylor.

Okay, this is kind of funny when you think about it, but otherwise, its pretty sucky. As you know, last night was supposed to be Teen Night. My night to have fun and dance. But guess what? I get a call from my best friend, K, half an hour before the dance. She's freaking out and all I'm thinking is, who died? Appearently my school had a bomb threat and we had to cancel the dance. :( I got telephone calls all freaking night telling me the latest on my school's scare. Then today I go to school only to find out that the reason my school had the bomb squad up out butts was because they found a suitcase outside! Ha! It was empty. That's one party down.

Then tonight I was supposed to go to a party and my mom comes out of the blue and says I can't. Joy. So now I bored to death reading The Wizard Heir and painting my nails...

Also, I stole my friend E's sweatshirt the other day and wore it. He was like, "People are going to think we;re going out. Yay!" I was joking around saying, "Yeah they will." Then he says that we were going out for the day. Woo hoo. Boyfriend for a day. I thought that this was all a big joke, but this morning at school, he comes up to me to give me a hug and I jokingly threw the sweater at his head and said "We're over!" He was kind of distant from me today, which is weird because we're the kind of friends who sit in each other's laps at lunch. Could it be possible that he likes me as more than just a friend?! I'll keep you updated on that.

Yet another bit of drama is the fact that my other friend, M, likes me. Today in Spanish class my friend, H, came over to sit with me in my chair and do work. (Like we always do when there's a sub.) M was joking around that there was no room for me and H because I was whinning that this thing was poking my back. A and my friend/cousin turn around and are like, "Does M  like you? Is that the reason he always sits over here when there's a sub?" Then they started asking him if he liked me and he turned cherry red. Great, yet another dude.

At least I have my haircut to look forward to. I'll post a pic.

Tay.