Hello. My name is Tiffany and I am taking over this blog. There are some really cool changes coming down the pipe, so keep your eyes peeled. It’s not going to be another lame themed tattoo site, but something really cool ran by really cool girls who like making things online. What kind of things you ask? Well just wait.
Goto ChatFly.net and get your chat on with other singles in your area.
girl oh girl.. I had no IDEA you could do this. Girls selling their underwear online to old men around the globe. Genius! Only catch is you don’t dwell on where it’s going.. that would be, uhhh, gross.
There has been much criticism about what online chatting has done in today’s society. Many people are accusing it of replacing proper English with short hand with an almost completely new hybrid language.
Writing is changing as it takes on some of the functions and features of speech. Internet chatrooms and rapid real-time conferencing allow users to interact with whoever happens to coexist in cyberspace. These virtual interactions involve us in `talking’ more freely and more widely than ever before (Merchant, 2001)[10]. With chatrooms replacing many face-to-face conversations it is necessary to be able to have quick conversation as if the person was right there with you. So many people learn to type like they would normally speak. Critics are weary that this causal form of speech is being used so much that is will slowly take over common grammar. Anyone who has used any source of online chat before is familiar with the laziness of the grammar and punctuation. In many times people do not even use words that exist in proper English, but are made up or even abbreviations like LOL (laugh out loud). With the increasing population of online chatrooms there has been a massive growth of new words created or slang words, so much that was the creation of the Urbandictionary website which is website that includes almost every slang word that has been created.
This was in my journal from 2 years ago:
My stupid fucking boyfriend lied and tried to hide his texts from some slut he was seeing. UGGGGGGGGGGH! Now I need to find somewhere new to live.. I’ll post more about it later.. It’s such a long story and my head is spinning. I need some whiskey.
To top it off I’ve had this feeling of complete loneliness lately. I don’t know what to say about it. It makes me feel like cutting myself. I know it’s bad. I know it’s wrong. sigh…. Why can I never meet a nice guy? One that buys me things on my birthday, sends me flowers (black), whispers sweet nothings into my ears :* … A girl can dream can’t she?
It’s funny how stuff can change over time. Back then I thought my world was crumbling. Now I am so relieved and happy that things turned out the way they did. I dodged a bullet.
I suck at using the web and tech things in general. I have an iphone but pretty much all I can do on it is send text messages. I wish I had friends that were tech-savvy and knew a thing or two they could show me. I’d spice up everything on the site to make it look nice and pretty. Or maybe at the very least get some people to read this blog. How do people even start reading blogs? What do you do? I suck at life. People besides crazy ex-boyfriends. For some reason I think the internet makes me safe. It’s a weird uncomfortable feeling.
maybe i should go out less? drink less? i’d really like to quit my job…. today is a no-capitalization day. that’s right. that means no capitals at all.
last night at the club this 43yr old guy asked me for my number. he was kinda cute so i gave it to him. i don’t know why…. age really isn’t THAT big a of a deal.. oops, i broke today’s rule. sorry!!
so i got this thing to try and take my mind off my kevin.
It’s not working.
Maybe I should setup a tattoo apt. or buy something expensive. I don’t know what to do. Why does this always happen to me? Sometimes I feel like I’ll never meet a guy that I like? Why am I putting this stuff on here??
hmmm. I wish it wasn’t so lonely here. I hate this city. Everyone knows everyone and there is nothing to do.
Oh man.
St. Patty’s always kills me. Drink way, way WAY too much. Get sloppy and do stupid things. I danced until 3 in the morning. I used the boys bathroom (first by accident, then when I realized where I was I thought it was kinda cool) and the guys in there were freaking out. Some douche kept on saying, “this is for men only!” and I said “then why are you in here?”. All the guys in the bathroom made the “ohhhhhhhhhhh” sound. It was pretty funny.
Anyway. I slept for 2 hours then got up for work. I’m soooooooooo tired. I need a nap. My eyes hurt, my feet hurt, everything is aching right now. Being hungover sucks. Bad.