desperation nation

Okay so I am well aware that my previous blog was dedicated purely to the critisism of myspace whores but I'm going to have to continue on a similar note. I couldnt help but laugh at some of the wall posts on the group You're online and i want to talk to you, BUT im not saying hi first. Are the people of the world actually becoming more and more desperate or just increasingly stupid? Although we're all guilty of this game after reading these posts i'm starting to realise it affects some a little more than others.

I hate to break it to you ladies, but after the 8th time you've signed into msn in the space of 3 minutes, its pretty obvious that firstly, you don't have connection problems and secondly, no one wants to talk to you.

She really wants you to speak to her i think..

Ever wonder why no one replies?

I think it's time to move on Stephanie

This guy would orgasm at a simple 'how are you?'

On another note,

props to Mr. Hammersley for these images

actually pretty impressed

ANGEL TITS

tacky teens

Fifteen, Juvenile and Really Really Desperate

Looking forward to Summer 0h Ten. - Really excited for having an excuse for taking photos in my bathers<3

people who start rumours are pathetic. don't judge me if you don't know me! don't give a fuck what you bitches say, i do what i want. fucking love gettng messy on the weekend, smoking some dope, getting on the piss. i do critisize and i do judge, and damn i'm not perfect. but i don't give a fuck whether you cunts like me. keep bitching and talking shit and you'll find out what happens when you don't fucking shut your mouth. to be honest i'm so over trying to change to please everyone. that all ends here. i'm starting fresh. living life for myself. sister girlz come first. i dont need no cunts telling me otherwise. i'm the kind of girl who judges people on their appearance. get over it. so sick of bitches who can't shut their traps

twilight, getting a tatoo and a surface peircing asap, peroxide, speaking my mind, wagging school, fuk work, lol. $$$, anything with diamotes, mini skirts, massive sunnies, beach 24/7, getting baked, hidious fake tans, photos of myself, 92.9, raves, shopping at supre, my boyfriend<3 my babes, fighting with mum - wat a bitch! public transport, clarkson rep, extensions that dont match my real colour, teased hair, lots of makeup, SEX, fluro shit, lots of eyeliner, really cute underwear, pinging on pills, smoking some bud, bicardi!! geting messy, having some fun;) myspace! hot boys with muscles, derro boys, naked photos, the pill coz i dont wanna get preggas! lol. little lists on myspace noone can be fucked reading:)

Jason Baby,♥ i luv u so much<3<3<3<3 even though we've only been going out for a week i honestly feel like i've known you my whole life. I can't imagine living without you♥♥. When you pinch my ass and tell me how bad you wanna fuck me i know you are the guy who i'm going to spend the rest of my life with.♥ I can just imagine the day i have your kids.♥ Hopefully not too long now;) Jason Michael Maxwell,♥ you are the love of my life♥<3.

lol, crazy tymz at izzys fluro party

lol, nothing to see here boys;)

spent some big bucks at supre. new outfit.

kanye has nothing on me!

i had just woken up, lol.. so rank

fucking messy christmas aye.

jason baby owns<3

kudos to the bitches who actually have myspaces like this, are they fucking joking?

props to tess and bess for the assistance in the making of this post.

ANGEL TITS

little slice of heaven

butter, dark cooking chocolate, cocoa, caster sugar, eggs and flour

They're the ingredients for the legendary brownies i made today, just so you know.

The recipe I found on google had been written by a woman named Melissa Holmes, whom I can only picture as a pretentious house wife who had nothing better to do than post recipes online with the six casual hours she had to fill whilst her children were attending school. I have to give her some credit though, they really are amazing. Almost as amazing as the impressive salary her husband is probably earning.

at the bottom of the recipe she had added;

'Optionally, add a 1/3 of a cup of finely chopped pecans to the mix, it complements a good cup of coffee beautifully'

-Thanks for that Melissa; you really are saving the world one coffee break at a time aren’t you?

Personally I think if she wanted the recipe to appeal to a wider target market she should have just thrown in the fact that with a good herb blender and a few grams of cannabis the brownies would have complemented more than just a good cup of coffee. Mainly goon though. That would definitely ease the pain of little Molly putting her feet on the good leather couches later on that afternoon, not to mention help the time pass as she irons that load of washing the cleaner forgot to fold yesterday!

The bitter sweet irony of this is that I attend Perth College, where the stereotype of Melissa Holmes most likely originated, but to those who match my description please don’t be offended. After all, who wouldn’t prefer to live you lavish lifestyles within walls that are best suited to the inside of an expensive home furnishings magazine. But for now I’ll stay content with the knowledge I at least get to take away a piece of your living heaven. It comes in the form of the lightly dusted brownie you so kindly provided the recipe for.

Yours truly,

ANGEL TITS

leedie lurking

bess says i'm really indie

ammatures

the world of blogging is a complex environment

i had my first encounter with the cyber world at the tiny age of twelve. i had just discovered the wonders of the world wide web and seemed to think it would be a good idea to form my own blog for girls just like me. I distinctly remember the headline too.. 'a cool site for funky chicks'. Whether it was the fact of two adjectives in the space of 6 words or simply the use of the word funky, it isn't hard to tell that this blog was highly unsuccessful. This was also evidential in the fact that the only comment on my whole blog was from my dad*, because he wanted me to think people were actually reading the misspelt load of 'celeb goss' I had been filling useful internet space with.

 so in this new attempt of success in the blog world at the fresh age of 15, we will inhabit the names of ghetto bootay and angel tits. we are aware of the controversy we have probably condoned ourselves to by choosing these identities but please note our names capture the pure essence of this blog.. taking the piss. after much examination of the blog world we can announce that as a generalisation bloggers take themselves far too seriously. we find humour in the fact that some teenage bloggers take on another persona in order to hide their original identity because they actually believe people are going to care about their illegal or illicit activities they partake in and then proceed to announce/brag about on blog spots. Do they honestly think their behaviour is that notorious that they cannot announce who they are?
reality check- no one gives a shit.

 We are well aware of the limited numbers expected to actually read these words, but instead of this being a place to gain reputation and respect we consider it to be an outlet for the expression on just some of the numerous ideas, opinions and jokes conjured up in a place known as the pc canteen. we encourage other bloggers to take on this ideology when it comes to posting their opinion. Probably the most contradicting aspect of this blog is the fact that out of anybody we are the least capable people of producing anything worth eating away the time of your boredom or interest. In an end to this cynical first post, i have produced a list of reasons as to why we should not be blogging.
1. our attention span and level of dedication is below zero. Anyone to make a bet on how long this is actually going to last?
2. . we're not alternative, not even a little bit.. therefore we do not have any indie poems, fish eye photographs or exclusive song lyrics to decorate our page with.
3. i don’t know about ghetto bootay, but every english test i have completed this semester has come back with concern of grammatical error and spelling
4. our ideas aren’t radical enough and its difficult to inspire us,

RESPECT- ANGEL TITS
* on that note, RIP the days when your parents actually knew what you were doing on the internet