Holy Jebus, I'm In.

Wow.

That pretty much sums up what I'm thinking at this present moment. I honestly can't believe that I remembered the Username for this dead, rejected piece of shit. Sure, the Password is easy to remember, but the Username isn't.

Um, hey there guys! *Silence*
It's good to see you's haven't lost faith in us! *Silence*
Shucks, you guys are so faithful! *Silence*

Anywhom. I'm going to have a little discussion with myself about what's happened in our absence. But where do I begin?!
We last left you after I lost my virginity. And might I add, that was last year. I'm currently living in Hillbilly Country, just like I said I was going to. But, it's not that bad. I guess. However, I've changed quite a bit. I'm quiet, and normal. Yeeeeah, I don't like it.
Mazza, Twinkie and Danasaur still live in the same place. We had a fall out with Danasaur a while ago. It was the longest grudge I've ever held. I'm not even sure what it was about?
Mazza and her boyfriend broke up, but are still very good friends, which is heaps good!
We've all had a few boys come and go in the time we've been absent. And we've all been majorly drunk, had sex, etc etc etc. So, basically, we're just the same as every other teenage girl now. Yay :

I remember when we thought we would be famous one day because of this blog.. Or was that just me?

I'm off to eat something, then proceed to continue with my monotonous life.

Good day.
Ota.

OH NO!

Looks like our blogs been abandoned. But fear not, fellow followers! I'm still going to blog.

The only reason we haven't been blogging lately is because we have so much on our plates at the moment. Like exams, parties, boys, family's and pregnancy.

*Sighhhh* You heard correctly, one of us, (haha) had unprotected sex, and had to get the morning after pill. Let's just say she drank to much and ended up with her pants on the ground.

Anywho, Mazza's found love.

*Sigh*

Danasaur has found mutiple loves.

That's Danasaur in the middle

And Twinkie and I found alcohol! :P

Hahaha, true.

Bahaha, and that's why we aren't blogging that much.

It doesn't matter, because I know nobody is reading this, because we have no followers :'(

Such Is Life.

Bye :) Love Ota xx

Are you stupid?

Hi, it is I, Twinkie. Long time no blog, hey? Yeah.

Um, I would like to ask my dear co-blogger, Ota, if she is mentally stable. Are you, Ota? Because I think not.

This blog is anonymous, we change our names and hide our identity's. No one knows who we are, and that's good because I can write whatever I like. BUT, you have decided to post our blog on your Myspace AND Facebook, where everyone we know and/or talk about can see. They will click on the link that takes them to this blog, they will see the photo of a hot brunette, a blonde, a dark-skinned chick and a ranga. They will realise that you are blonde, your best friend is a ranga, I have dark skin, and Mazza is a brunette, much like the photo depicts. Get it?

Goodness, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings Ota, but seriously?

Anywho. Guess what, faithful followers? *crickets chirp* Yeah. I have a poem for you :)

She sits at her mirror
instruments spread before her
she routinely selects each tool.
Dodgily covers up scars and spots
with paint on skin
Scalds her lank, greasy hair
until chunks fall out
to her satisfaction
Smothers her lashes with tar
that sizzles and bubbles
like acid at the rims of her eyes
Plucks stray weeds
that grow in the crevices of her face
Coats her lips with poison
and winces as it drips into the cracks
in her mouth
Sprays toxic gas
onto her pulse points
She coughs and hacks
until a lump of her heart
lands in front of her
She sniffs it and puts it in a jar
with the rest of it.

Preeetty creepy, right?

Have fun with your life,

Love Twinkie

Finallyyyyy!

YES! I've managed to log onto our blog! I was not happy the other day when I found that I could not log onto our beloved blog. And yes Mazza, I thought I was typing the password wrong. But somebody *glares at Mazza, who isn't here but I'm going to pretend I'm glaring anyway* changed the password to .... I'm not telling you. But the funny thing is, that I could write the password on here anyway and nobody would ever hack into our blog. BECAUSE NOBODY READS IT! *sigh* Oh the joys of being unknown :(

To other news...

I currently have a massive cold, and as I'm typing this out, I'm repeating every word I type. And it's funny 'cause I sound like a man. *Sniff*

Yes, Doctor, I think I do.

It's a bad cold too, and I swear that when I find the person who gave it to me, I'll do.. something very mean to that person?

OHMYGODDD! I'm going to get two axolotl's! Is that exciting or what!?! For those who don't know what an axolotl is, it's a Mexican walking fish.

Aren't they cute!?!

I've already decided on two names, the first one is.... Drumroll please!..
Adolf Hitler

KILL THE GERMANS! Wait, he's German.. :s

I don't even like Hitler, but I thought the name was incredible suitable. Don't you agree?

The second name isssss......
Hannibal Lector! You know, the cannibal?

Creepyy, his first name is Anthony. Haha :s

Lately, my sister, let's call her Scott, and I have been doing a lot of photography, for we have had a lot of time on our hands. Isn't that right Scott? (She is sitting on the couch playing the Xbox) She says, "Huh? What have I done? What did I doooo!?!"

But yes, you get the point.. Wanna see some pictures children? (That was meant to sound like a paedophile, but as you can see, sarcasm is hard to do on a computer)

Hellooo children. Hehehe

That's not our photography by the way. It's just my example of a creepy old guy.

Here's our photography..

My favourite is the lady bug one, fo' sure. :)

Anyway, fellow followers ??? What followers? I'm off, have a lovely dayyy :) And tell all your friends, relatives, workmates, ect about our blog, yeah?

Ota :o)

Rangas and why we love them

Id Have to say that rangas are the absolute shit i mean who doesnt love rangas well apart from the occasional douche but we can make an exception here are a few reasons why we love them

* the are ninjas now u see them now u dont

*they are great in bed cause there firery (apparently haha )

* you can never run out of ranga jokes so they always come in handy when u feel mean

and last of all there caring and can be a great friend just dont piss them off haah

ahhhhhh u gotta love rangas

Bogans Ahoy

Hello Chickens! I know exactly what you're thinking: "Two posts in a week? She must've snorted some coke or something 'cause no-body is that awesome" Or something along those lines I'm sure. So, whats the joyous occasion you may ask? BOGANS. That's what.

Example A: Trent From Punchy

For those of you who read this blog *cough* no-one *cough* you would know that I'm pretty much footy OBSESSED. And I do love myself a good perv. So, whilst watching the great game we call NRL last night, (Canberra v Eels. Canberra won btw. BOOOOOO! HISSSSS! DOWN WITH THE GREEN MACHINE!) I noticed that a fair majority of these wonderful sportsmen are tatted up-rats tailed-goon drinking-dinky die BOGANS. And let me tell you, I AIN'T COMPLAINING :)

Nothin' wrong with a little Bogan Pride, right?

But theres one team in the competetion who really lets their bogan flag fly. And that team, my friends, are the Canberra Raiders.

Ohai Canberra Bogans :)

There are 3 important things to consider when classifiying a bogan. they are:

- Hair

- Ink

- Behaviour

And basically Canberra OWN in all criteria. not even kidding guys.

Josh Dugan. Canberra fullback, and official sexy bogan

This my friends is Josh Dugan. He is probably the leader of the Canberra-rian Bogan Brigade (or "CBB" for short) You should look him up on Facebook. His page is pure GOLD! Now, I know what you're saying: "How the eff is he even a bogan? He doesnt fit any of your bogan labelling criteria, Mazza?" Well, my chums, take a squizz at this:

Is that a.. a... ratstail I see there Mr Dugan? Why, yes it is. First criteria: Hair, CHECK!

Look closely at that black splodge on Josh's upper-right arm. Yes, thats a tattoo. (Plus this picture gives us an über good back view of his curly ratstail... sa-weeeeeet!)

Now, for the third criteria "behaviour" there is a number of things I could show you. One would be this:

If thats not bogan than what the fuck is? Also, here is another "cracker" by Josh:


Not only is that an EXTREMELY bogan thing to do, but also slightly incriminating.
So if you dont believe me that Josh is a bogan, let me tell you this: Andy Raymond from Fox Sports interviewed him after a game, and asked hime some questions about defence and shit and his response was: "We defended our arses of, eh" Then proceeded to look around worried because he thought he had sworn/made a fool of himself on live television. It ok, Josh :) Only one of those statements were true :)

Moving along, I would just like to say before I go that the Raiders second string half-back Marc Herbert looks incredibly similar to Trent From Punchy

Fucking UNCANNY you guys

So that is all for my bogan talk. I'm off to watch "Beau Knows Benji" for the 34580184th time and figure out which pair of my retro ankle boots are my fav :)

Love,

Mazza xx

The Tigers, Funny People and The Supercoach

Whoaaa, Guys. Today is April 12th! How quick is this year going by? Too fast if you ask me.
So, its been sooooo long since we last posted!

Maybe its due to the fact I accidently changed the password, and didnt inform the other girls. They probably try to log on and are like "Shit, must be typing it wrong!" then they just give up after a while. Or the fact that we're pretty much the laziest people out. Dont judge....)

So, anyway, it HAS been a while since we last posted. And I profusely apologize for this. We're all in grade 11 this year and that means we're SUPER busy doing homework/looking up vintage clothes on e-bay/updating our twitter/YouTube-ing funny stuff. So we've kind of neglected our blog a little bit. But never the less, lets move past that and i'll get onto what im really talking about

I AM THE SINGLE WORST NRL TIPPER/SUPERCOACH

Its true guys. Im just as bad as the guy above. (I actually have no-idea who he is, but i google imaged "Worst Coaches" and he came up. So, he must be bad) So, for the Footy tipping uninitiated, there are 8 games played a round, and you get two points a win, one a draw and zero points for a loss. So the total number of points you can get is 16 a round, if you tip them all correct. So four rounds have been totoally played so far, and my average score is.... 8. Yep im running at a 50% win rate. Not so bad you say? YES, ITS FUCKING TERRIBLE WHEN MY OWN MOTHER IS BEATING ME, AND SHE THOUGH BILLY SLATER WAS A HALFBACK. He's a Fullback mum. Gosh.

So currently my mother, the NRL-watcher-but-not-entirely-understander is leading the tipping comp. At least shes not as bad as people who tip because the like the colour of the teams jersey. Those people shit me to tears. And what am i coming? Third. Out of four people. IM THE ONE WHO GOES ON DAILY TELEGRAPH EVERY WEEK TO SEE THE TEAMS LINE-UPS AND READ THE STATISTICS, YET ALL I CAN MUSTER IS THIRD? If you havent noticed, it frustrates me a lot.

Now, i'm not going too bad in Supercoach i guess. My average scores about 900 points. But, i can still do better. Im one of those people who strives for exellence. Not in the classroom or the sporting world. (who do you think I am?) But in the virtual world, i'm like thye Dalai Lama, if he was a couch potato. I pretty much OWN at The Sims, and my Myspace page is tricked out. And the same goes for my Supercoach team. I wont stop 'till my average is 1000.

Go, Chris!! Get me to 1000!

That right there is the totally amazing Chris Lawrence. if you follow me on twitter, you would know that im a mega Chris fan. And I think he's a fierce bitch who rocks the shizzle out of a retro headband.

See how fierce he is? It's like WHOA.

Ok, so i'm going to try and smoothly transfer between topics here. Because Chris Lawrence's Wests Tigers team mate Tim Moltzen got injured on the weekend and is probably out for the season. HOW SAD IS THAT? For me, its like the Titanic. a) because I dont mind the Wests Tigers and b) Timmy is so damn cute!

High-Five for Awesomness!

Here is three simple facts of why Moltz is ah-maze-ing:

- He has a metal plate in his skull. Hes like the Australian Iron-Man if Iron-Man had a metal plate in his skull. Yeah, that didnt work out too well.

- He lives with Benji Marshall. That house would be so awesome to be a fly on the wall in.

- He can play Halfback, Five-Eighth and Fullback. Hes pure genius.

AND NOW HES INJURED. IM GOING TO HAVE TO WAIT 'TILL NEXT YEAR TO WATCH THIS ADORABLE 'LIL MUNCHKIN PLAYING AGAIN. This gives Mazza sad times :(

But it's ok, 'cause I have Chris Lawrence to make me happy times again :) Now, In my opinion, The Wests Tigers have probably the hottest playing roster of all the teams in the NRL. Basically I would do the whole backline (maybe not Lote Tuqiri, he's married guys. Gosh) Benji Marshall, Blake Ayshford, Beau Ryan, Chris Lawrence and Tim Moltzen. Did someone say, Yum?

Arguably THE hottest of all those guys is Beau Ryan. Plus hes ABSOLUTELY FUCKING HILARIOUS. BEST THING ON THE FOOTY SHOW I SAY. im writting everything in caps 'cause I emphasizing my point. He's a riot/mega babe. Check Him out below, pretending to be team mate Benji Marshall (Moltz is on the couch near the end)

And check him out going to the Easter show, dressed as the biggest country bogan, with his date Joe. God, I love him!

See? He's gosh-darn hilarious. Plus did I mention hes a token hottie? Yes. Several times probably. I love the way he fed that old lady cake.

You know who else is funny as + hot? Eric Grothe Jnr. He's become a regular on The Matty Johns Show, (which may I add, I LOVE SOOO MUCH) and hes in a band calle Shinobi. I HAD A GUINEA PIG NAMED SHINOBI! Like, not even kidding guys. Check out EGJ's Song "Fui Stole My Thongs" Which is to the tune of Ayo Technology:

It gets stuck in your head SOOOO easily. And it's funny 'cause its Fui Fui Moi Moi. Who doesn't love Fui Fui? He's a dead set legend.

So there you have it folks. Its been a while, but I finally updated you on everything that you need to know (not really but I just wanted to show you some funny shit and whinge about how crap im going in the footy tipping comp.)

On that note, I best get going. But I PROMISE you guys i'll post regularly.

Love,

Mazza, xxx

You're the swingset, and I'm the kid that falls.

Have you ever wondered why most of us are afraid of the dark? Are we afraid of the things that may lurk in the shadows? Or are we afraid of not being able to see? How do blind people determine whether it's day or night? Are they afraid of the dark? Or are they immune to that phobia? What about "Love at first sight"? I know it's possible for blind people to fall in love, but how do they know that the person who stands before them is the one?

Love at first sight. *Sigh* We are all guilty of judging people for their looks, clothing and even how they talk. Don't even try to stand up proudly and say, "Not me, I've never done that!", because we all do it on a day to day basis. For example, if you see a guy with lucious brown hair, gorgeous eyes and a nice bod, you're most likely to look. Am I right? Unless you're in a long term relationship, married or not into guys, you're probably going to check him out. But so what if he has small feet, so what if he has a third nipple, you will still check him out. This brings us to the mind boggling question everyone is asking, "What is love at first sight?". Some people say it's the moment when you first gaze upon them and you can't take your eyes off them. But that happens to me all the time. There are some pretty tasty looking guys out there and I can't help it if my eyes are glued to them. But I know that's not love at first sight.

Anyways, it's ponder time ladies and gentlemen. Bye for now.
Love Ota xox

Every Girls Worst Nightmare....

BOO!
I'm back bitches and ready for total domination.

Use Your Spirit Fingers, Ladies

I'm usually the one who everybody *cough* turns to for advice, but at the moment I'm in a bit of a dilemma. I HAVE LITERALLY ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO WEAR. Not a single outfit of mine excites my fashion senses, not even a tingle. And you know why? I haven't bought anything nice/worth wearing for like a month! You may not think thats very long, but for me its virtually a year. Think of all the nice things that have already been and gone in the shops?

I'm like a carzy psychotic person when it comes to my fashion, so the thought of that is quiet sickening.....

Hey Mum, They Made a Movie About Me!

In other ridiculously random news, I am a complete and utter gossip junkie. It's like effing crack to me. My daily brain conversation to itself basically consists of "OMG I didn't check TMZ this morning, what have a missed!" and the classic "HOLY SHIT! Somebody died and I didn't hear about it first *tisk tisk*" Yeah, don't judge me...... Anyway as I was saying im a celeb news addict, so I was looking at Perez Hilton this arvo, and it had like a list of celeb birthdays, and apparently Carrot Top is older then my mum! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? MY MUM IS OLD AND CARROT TOP IS *gulp* OLDER?!?!?

And on another annoying note about Carrot Top, he's totes more feminine looking than me! again, WTF! Damn you CT, you youthful she-man!

Excuse me Mr Top, but WTF! like srsly...

And in another extremelly random subject change, im on a diet. It's called Body Trim (You may have seen the ad, with the creator Jeff Jowlett and his not-even-there upper lip. Funny shit) And in two days i've lost 2.3 kilos, and I feel great! (HA! I sound like the lamest corn dog ever!) Im trying to get a body like Kim Kardashian, shes my "thinspiration"

How Bodaciously-Bootyful

Wish me luck lovies :)

So as all the "hipsters" say, Later Skater, i'll see you on the flip-side!

Love,

Mazza xx

Fill Her In

Salutations, it's Twinkie.
Again.
Haha, no-ones been blogging lately, especially Danasaur. I'm 100% sure that she's only blogged twice. What a slacker. And you too Ota, you need to get blogging aswell.
Anywho, I've been feeling quite low lately which has inspired me to write more poetry.

She is hollow
A tap on her chest
Sends echoes bouncing
Around her cavernous ribcage
Dislodging her fragile heart
Hanging from a string of dried flesh
Causing her heart to shatter
Into pieces at her feet
She tries to mend her broken heart
But the shards slip though her fingers
It's a lost cause, she's decided
So she walks around
With an empty chest
Waiting for someone else
To fill her in