“Oh, damn, I got the bitch seat”—Katie
“Katie, what would you do if Diana and I kissie-kissied you in the car”—Kate
“What is kissy kissy?”—Katie
“I assume it would involve Kate and myself kissing your cheeks”—Diana
“Woah, Kate woah”—Katie
“Is she kissing you?”—Laura
“No, she’s rubbing her face on my sleeve”—Katie
“Kate, totally inappropriate”—Katie
“Let’s just pretend everything I do is appropriate”—Kate
“Hello, are you going trick-or-treating, sir? Woah, you’re a midget”—Kate
“KATE!”—Helen
“What, his pants were really low and he just looked like a midget”—Kate
“Ohhh! Little boy dressed as a dragon! I want to kidnap you. “—Kate
“Well it IS Halloween”—Helen
“I don’t really think people kidnap kids because they think they’re cute”—Kate
“Well you are a Roman Catholic”—Diana
“Shut up, Diana”—Kate
“Let’s see now—How much money do I have? One ... twoo.... six dollars! Six... with an s... as opposed to Rix with an R”—Kate
“Hey Kate, this is actually seven dollars”—Laura
“Seven, as opposed to Reven”--Diana
“Seven dollars? I’m rich”—Kate
“Katie, I thought you were going to be Gus Gus”—Kate
“I don’t have a yellow belly shirt”—Katie
“Laura, the guy in that car was totally checking you out”—Katie
“Well, what can I say; I’m a hottie”—Laura
“And he’s in the NAVY! That’s so hot!”—Kate
“I told my dad about you wanting to go to Johns Hopkins, only I said John Heinz... he was just silent... and then he was like ‘ does she need rehab?’”—Laura
“Yeah I got really mad at my dad about my college applications, he was like ‘You’re on the back burner and you’re not going to college blahtey blahtey blah”—Kate
“My mom asks me ‘is this friend going to apply for college?’ ‘...yes, mom, all of my friends are going to college’”—Katie
“except Kate; she’s going to rehab”—Kate
*looks at the torches in front of her house*
“Oh no, I hope my house doesn’t burn down; Neil really went all out with the decorations this year. They’re actually pretty scary; if I was a child, I would skip my house”—Kate
“I actually get really mad because I see kids skip my house... I see them.. they just walk on by”—Kate
“Do you watch them from the window?”—Katie
“Yeah”—Kate
“Well maybe that’s why”—Diana
“It’s birthday time?”—Katie
“Feel the rhythm; feel the rhyme”—Kate
“I should put a big pink bow on the dog and he can go as a cross dresser”—Kate’s mom
“Yeah before you guys came over my mom told me that we should put a bow on the dog and he can be a cross dresser. First, mom, no one knows what sex the dog is...”—Kate
“Yeah your mom told us that”—Diana
“What? She TOLD you that? Wow, mom”—Kate
*watching me write things down*
“So am I actually in the Quoteblog this time? ... I saw that I’m not in the best of the quoteblog”—Laura
“I’ve been reading, Diana; I’ve been reading”—Laura
“Laura you have too been in the quoteblog, You were in there for saying about Mr. Rodger’s death: ‘he took his final trolley ride into the sky’”—Helen
“Oh yeah and the one about when we were talking about how Diana is so skinny, she’s like the anti-fat. And I told her I was going to do my chem. Project on her”—Laura
“I can’t make the TV work.... it somehow involves this button and the play button”—Kate
“Did you put the DVD in?”—Helen
“...no, no I did not”—Kate
“I have some rice cakes and some unmade smores”—Kate
“Can I have a stick?”—Katie (to roast marshmallows)
“Sorry, hun, I don’t have any skewers. You’ll have to use a stick you find outside”—Kate
“But it’s dark outside... FINE”—Katie
*Helen and Katie exit to roast marshmallows on the torches*
“Oh why did I start this soda? I didn’t even want it... I wanted some orange juice and clearly I just made the wrong choice”—Kate
“It’s Halloween, and that means being happy”—Kate
“He’s a little mean, and he’s actually gorgeous”—Kate
“I like guys who are mean to me though. ‘what? You’re mean to me? You’re attractive!”—Kate
“What’s taking them so long?”—Diana
“Katie probably got set on fire”—Laura
*enter Katie and Helen*
“The marshmallows weren’t very appealing”—Helen
“They tasted burning”—Katie
*beginning of movie: A Cinderella Story*
*movie talks about Hillary Duff’s father*
“Hope he dies... oh yeah he does, doesn’t he”—Helen
“Helen, I’m sorry. I don’t have any pretzels or chips... but do you want some dry cereal?”—Kate
*Kate answers phone*
“Hello?........ hey Guys!! It’s Mayor Giuliani!”—Kate
“Uh huh... uh huh.... ok Will do!”—Kate
“Kate, did you just have a conversation with an automated message?”—Katie
“Woah, earthquake!”—Helen
“That’s what you get for living in California”—Katie
*snow globe beaks*
“Uh oh, symbolic!”—Katie
“Wait. How did he die?”—Kate
“The snow globe! Duh.”—Katie
“You’re Hillary Duff, aren’t you? I knew it”—Kate
“Woah, they live in a cottage!... with lawn stuff... boo”—Katie
“Why can’t she live with a relative?”—Helen
“Be-cause! That’s not who the state awarded her custody to!.. don’t be a fool.”—Kate
“What are you eating?”—Katie
“A chocolate sandwich...”—Helen
*takes a bite... realizes people are looking at her*
“Waf? ... I made a wiffle fandwifh”—Helen
“That IS a cool job; you get to mock people with giant fish and skate around”—Diana
“and wear pink cardigans”—Helen
“Halloween dance? How terribly appropriate”—Kate
“So how cute is this. Kareem invited me to be in his prose society thing. He said it’s like the dead poets society. It’s just so cute, aww—“—Kate
“..is this supposed to be a secret society?”—Katie
“...uh... I hope not”—Kate
“Eleven o’clock in the middle of the dance floor? That’s not gonna work”—Helen
“Princeton chat room”—Laura
“That’s where I meet all of my boyfriends”—Kate
“Guys! At the door! It was the orphan!”—Kate
“and he was so cute. He just said ‘hewwo’”—Kate
“did you give him a good bag?”—Katie
“That’s the third call from my grandmother today telling me something was on TV. This morning she called and said ‘are you afraid of ghost stories?’ that’s how she answered the phone...’uh, yeah grandma’”—Kate
“I can’t believe the orphan boy came... he was so cute”—Kate
“Kate, cry”—Diana
“Not tonight, hun; too tired”—Kate
“New goal for the year... find a mystery man online... this is bound to be dangerous”—Kate
“Our friend Laura here works at dairy queen more than you work at your diner... how’s that Hillary Duff?”—Kate
*Hillary Duff sneezes*
“Bless You”—Kate
“... woah. I just said bless you to a movie and meant it”—Kate
“How do you find the center?”—Diana
“under the disco ball, duh”—Laura
“That’s where I met my fiancée”--Kate
“Is he dressed as a priest or the matrix?”—Kate
“Woah woah, there’s just a band sitting out there waiting for them?... that just seems highly unlikely”—Kate
*movie*
“I’m late”—Hillary Duff
“For what?”—Prince guy
“Reality”—Hillary Duff
*/movie*
“Snappy comeback!... bye band!”—Kate (as hillary duff runs away)
“This cell phone fits your perfectly formed hands”—Diana
“It’s molded to your face”—Helen
“oh lord, this has turned into an action movie”—Kate
“Oh god, please no!... I hate it when bad things happen to cars in movies. ... like in ferris bueller... I think I’m going to be sick”—Kate
“It’s ok, you can sue”—Kate (to movie)
”He did look better as Zorro”—Kate
“No, he definitely looks better now”—Helen
“Yeah, I’d date him like that, but not Zorro”—Diana
“I wouldn’t date him either way.. EVER”—Kate
“woah kate...”—Helen
“I’ll squeegee you... that’s the ultimate facing”—Diana
“They got hot waxed”—Diana
“Oh no, that’s awful... they’re going to be completely hairless”—Kate
“Kate...wax doesn’t dissolve hair”—Helen
“Oh, I love this movie”—Libby
“Me too, although it doesn’t make any sense”—Kate
“That’s right; I’m your homecoming queen... The one that you idiots voted for and didn’t even know”—Helen
“Can you just walk into a boys’ locker room like that?”—Kate
“I guess.. I think it’s a little more scandalous if I boy walks into the girls’”—Diana
“Oh, god, some guy walked in on us and he was like ‘OH.. sorry’ and we were all like ... uhhhhhh”—Libby
“I almost swallowed this”—Kate
*movie*
“AUSTIN AUSTIN AUSTIN AUSTIN!”
*/movie*
“Austin? That’s like us cheering on Kurt”—Kate
“...KURT KURT KURT KURT”—Everyone
“Can we PLEASE do that at homecoming? ... KURT KURT KURT!”—Kate
“Rain is not very romantic”—Kate
“No, rain is romantic.. .and so is snow”—Helen
“Hail... not so much. Acid rain, no”—Kate
“She’s just running around her fenced-in yard”—Libby
“You take a quiz to find your prince in the movie”—Libby
“Oh yeah? I want to take that quiz!”—Kate
“Kate, we’re looking for a prince”—Diana
“We chose ‘baby blue like chad’s eyes’”—Libby
“I choose green”—Kate
“Kate, we’re going to get a loser”—Diana
“Jeez, how many questions are there?”—Laura
“Hopefully about 50; I want this to be very accurate”—Kate
“And you’re prince is”—Movie
“NOOOOOOO”—Kate
“I can NOT believed that happened to me. He is NOT my prince charming”—Kate
“I could have picked different answers”—Kate
“But you didn’t; it’s fate”—Helen
“Ok so, Libby and I were uploading pictures from our camera and there’s just this mysterious picture of Dane on it pretending to be a model or something. It’s like... uh Dane, what are you doing on my camera?”—Kate
“I’m so upset about this; I’m doomed to life of dating dorks... if I dated at all which I don’t... which is even more sad”—Kate
“What? Cosine x over two? ... I hope I’m not writing over important stuff...”—Diana
“Dane was definitely posing in that picture. He was trying to be hot”—Diana
“I know! Dane does that to me all the time. Like when I look at him—“—Helen
“Yeah and he gives you the eyebrow, haha”—Diana
“Yeah! It’s like woah back off Dane... I look at people sometimes”—Helen
“What’s cooler than being cool?... ICE COLD”—Helen
“This part reminds me of flava flav”—Diana
“Oh flava flav... I love it when I’m just walking through the hallways and I hear someone go “FLAVER FLAVE!”—Helen
“Katie, what would you do if Diana and I kissie-kissied you in the car”—Kate
“What is kissy kissy?”—Katie
“I assume it would involve Kate and myself kissing your cheeks”—Diana
“Woah, Kate woah”—Katie
“Is she kissing you?”—Laura
“No, she’s rubbing her face on my sleeve”—Katie
“Kate, totally inappropriate”—Katie
“Let’s just pretend everything I do is appropriate”—Kate
“Hello, are you going trick-or-treating, sir? Woah, you’re a midget”—Kate
“KATE!”—Helen
“What, his pants were really low and he just looked like a midget”—Kate
“Ohhh! Little boy dressed as a dragon! I want to kidnap you. “—Kate
“Well it IS Halloween”—Helen
“I don’t really think people kidnap kids because they think they’re cute”—Kate
“Well you are a Roman Catholic”—Diana
“Shut up, Diana”—Kate
“Let’s see now—How much money do I have? One ... twoo.... six dollars! Six... with an s... as opposed to Rix with an R”—Kate
“Hey Kate, this is actually seven dollars”—Laura
“Seven, as opposed to Reven”--Diana
“Seven dollars? I’m rich”—Kate
“Katie, I thought you were going to be Gus Gus”—Kate
“I don’t have a yellow belly shirt”—Katie
“Laura, the guy in that car was totally checking you out”—Katie
“Well, what can I say; I’m a hottie”—Laura
“And he’s in the NAVY! That’s so hot!”—Kate
“I told my dad about you wanting to go to Johns Hopkins, only I said John Heinz... he was just silent... and then he was like ‘ does she need rehab?’”—Laura
“Yeah I got really mad at my dad about my college applications, he was like ‘You’re on the back burner and you’re not going to college blahtey blahtey blah”—Kate
“My mom asks me ‘is this friend going to apply for college?’ ‘...yes, mom, all of my friends are going to college’”—Katie
“except Kate; she’s going to rehab”—Kate
*looks at the torches in front of her house*
“Oh no, I hope my house doesn’t burn down; Neil really went all out with the decorations this year. They’re actually pretty scary; if I was a child, I would skip my house”—Kate
“I actually get really mad because I see kids skip my house... I see them.. they just walk on by”—Kate
“Do you watch them from the window?”—Katie
“Yeah”—Kate
“Well maybe that’s why”—Diana
“It’s birthday time?”—Katie
“Feel the rhythm; feel the rhyme”—Kate
“I should put a big pink bow on the dog and he can go as a cross dresser”—Kate’s mom
“Yeah before you guys came over my mom told me that we should put a bow on the dog and he can be a cross dresser. First, mom, no one knows what sex the dog is...”—Kate
“Yeah your mom told us that”—Diana
“What? She TOLD you that? Wow, mom”—Kate
*watching me write things down*
“So am I actually in the Quoteblog this time? ... I saw that I’m not in the best of the quoteblog”—Laura
“I’ve been reading, Diana; I’ve been reading”—Laura
“Laura you have too been in the quoteblog, You were in there for saying about Mr. Rodger’s death: ‘he took his final trolley ride into the sky’”—Helen
“Oh yeah and the one about when we were talking about how Diana is so skinny, she’s like the anti-fat. And I told her I was going to do my chem. Project on her”—Laura
“I can’t make the TV work.... it somehow involves this button and the play button”—Kate
“Did you put the DVD in?”—Helen
“...no, no I did not”—Kate
“I have some rice cakes and some unmade smores”—Kate
“Can I have a stick?”—Katie (to roast marshmallows)
“Sorry, hun, I don’t have any skewers. You’ll have to use a stick you find outside”—Kate
“But it’s dark outside... FINE”—Katie
*Helen and Katie exit to roast marshmallows on the torches*
“Oh why did I start this soda? I didn’t even want it... I wanted some orange juice and clearly I just made the wrong choice”—Kate
“It’s Halloween, and that means being happy”—Kate
“He’s a little mean, and he’s actually gorgeous”—Kate
“I like guys who are mean to me though. ‘what? You’re mean to me? You’re attractive!”—Kate
“What’s taking them so long?”—Diana
“Katie probably got set on fire”—Laura
*enter Katie and Helen*
“The marshmallows weren’t very appealing”—Helen
“They tasted burning”—Katie
*beginning of movie: A Cinderella Story*
*movie talks about Hillary Duff’s father*
“Hope he dies... oh yeah he does, doesn’t he”—Helen
“Helen, I’m sorry. I don’t have any pretzels or chips... but do you want some dry cereal?”—Kate
*Kate answers phone*
“Hello?........ hey Guys!! It’s Mayor Giuliani!”—Kate
“Uh huh... uh huh.... ok Will do!”—Kate
“Kate, did you just have a conversation with an automated message?”—Katie
“Woah, earthquake!”—Helen
“That’s what you get for living in California”—Katie
*snow globe beaks*
“Uh oh, symbolic!”—Katie
“Wait. How did he die?”—Kate
“The snow globe! Duh.”—Katie
“You’re Hillary Duff, aren’t you? I knew it”—Kate
“Woah, they live in a cottage!... with lawn stuff... boo”—Katie
“Why can’t she live with a relative?”—Helen
“Be-cause! That’s not who the state awarded her custody to!.. don’t be a fool.”—Kate
“What are you eating?”—Katie
“A chocolate sandwich...”—Helen
*takes a bite... realizes people are looking at her*
“Waf? ... I made a wiffle fandwifh”—Helen
“That IS a cool job; you get to mock people with giant fish and skate around”—Diana
“and wear pink cardigans”—Helen
“Halloween dance? How terribly appropriate”—Kate
“So how cute is this. Kareem invited me to be in his prose society thing. He said it’s like the dead poets society. It’s just so cute, aww—“—Kate
“..is this supposed to be a secret society?”—Katie
“...uh... I hope not”—Kate
“Eleven o’clock in the middle of the dance floor? That’s not gonna work”—Helen
“Princeton chat room”—Laura
“That’s where I meet all of my boyfriends”—Kate
“Guys! At the door! It was the orphan!”—Kate
“and he was so cute. He just said ‘hewwo’”—Kate
“did you give him a good bag?”—Katie
“That’s the third call from my grandmother today telling me something was on TV. This morning she called and said ‘are you afraid of ghost stories?’ that’s how she answered the phone...’uh, yeah grandma’”—Kate
“I can’t believe the orphan boy came... he was so cute”—Kate
“Kate, cry”—Diana
“Not tonight, hun; too tired”—Kate
“New goal for the year... find a mystery man online... this is bound to be dangerous”—Kate
“Our friend Laura here works at dairy queen more than you work at your diner... how’s that Hillary Duff?”—Kate
*Hillary Duff sneezes*
“Bless You”—Kate
“... woah. I just said bless you to a movie and meant it”—Kate
“How do you find the center?”—Diana
“under the disco ball, duh”—Laura
“That’s where I met my fiancée”--Kate
“Is he dressed as a priest or the matrix?”—Kate
“Woah woah, there’s just a band sitting out there waiting for them?... that just seems highly unlikely”—Kate
*movie*
“I’m late”—Hillary Duff
“For what?”—Prince guy
“Reality”—Hillary Duff
*/movie*
“Snappy comeback!... bye band!”—Kate (as hillary duff runs away)
“This cell phone fits your perfectly formed hands”—Diana
“It’s molded to your face”—Helen
“oh lord, this has turned into an action movie”—Kate
“Oh god, please no!... I hate it when bad things happen to cars in movies. ... like in ferris bueller... I think I’m going to be sick”—Kate
“It’s ok, you can sue”—Kate (to movie)
”He did look better as Zorro”—Kate
“No, he definitely looks better now”—Helen
“Yeah, I’d date him like that, but not Zorro”—Diana
“I wouldn’t date him either way.. EVER”—Kate
“woah kate...”—Helen
“I’ll squeegee you... that’s the ultimate facing”—Diana
“They got hot waxed”—Diana
“Oh no, that’s awful... they’re going to be completely hairless”—Kate
“Kate...wax doesn’t dissolve hair”—Helen
“Oh, I love this movie”—Libby
“Me too, although it doesn’t make any sense”—Kate
“That’s right; I’m your homecoming queen... The one that you idiots voted for and didn’t even know”—Helen
“Can you just walk into a boys’ locker room like that?”—Kate
“I guess.. I think it’s a little more scandalous if I boy walks into the girls’”—Diana
“Oh, god, some guy walked in on us and he was like ‘OH.. sorry’ and we were all like ... uhhhhhh”—Libby
“I almost swallowed this”—Kate
*movie*
“AUSTIN AUSTIN AUSTIN AUSTIN!”
*/movie*
“Austin? That’s like us cheering on Kurt”—Kate
“...KURT KURT KURT KURT”—Everyone
“Can we PLEASE do that at homecoming? ... KURT KURT KURT!”—Kate
“Rain is not very romantic”—Kate
“No, rain is romantic.. .and so is snow”—Helen
“Hail... not so much. Acid rain, no”—Kate
“She’s just running around her fenced-in yard”—Libby
“You take a quiz to find your prince in the movie”—Libby
“Oh yeah? I want to take that quiz!”—Kate
“Kate, we’re looking for a prince”—Diana
“We chose ‘baby blue like chad’s eyes’”—Libby
“I choose green”—Kate
“Kate, we’re going to get a loser”—Diana
“Jeez, how many questions are there?”—Laura
“Hopefully about 50; I want this to be very accurate”—Kate
“And you’re prince is”—Movie
“NOOOOOOO”—Kate
“I can NOT believed that happened to me. He is NOT my prince charming”—Kate
“I could have picked different answers”—Kate
“But you didn’t; it’s fate”—Helen
“Ok so, Libby and I were uploading pictures from our camera and there’s just this mysterious picture of Dane on it pretending to be a model or something. It’s like... uh Dane, what are you doing on my camera?”—Kate
“I’m so upset about this; I’m doomed to life of dating dorks... if I dated at all which I don’t... which is even more sad”—Kate
“What? Cosine x over two? ... I hope I’m not writing over important stuff...”—Diana
“Dane was definitely posing in that picture. He was trying to be hot”—Diana
“I know! Dane does that to me all the time. Like when I look at him—“—Helen
“Yeah and he gives you the eyebrow, haha”—Diana
“Yeah! It’s like woah back off Dane... I look at people sometimes”—Helen
“What’s cooler than being cool?... ICE COLD”—Helen
“This part reminds me of flava flav”—Diana
“Oh flava flav... I love it when I’m just walking through the hallways and I hear someone go “FLAVER FLAVE!”—Helen
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