school + new in shop

Hello folks.
Firstly, I'm selling the skirt and the bow. However, I haven't made my Etsy yet, so it will be a couple more days for the bow. I don't want to make an Etsy and only have like six items... hahaha so I'm making A TON. I think I counted 20? last night. But, I'm not really sure. Anyways, I'll keep you updated when that goes up through my Twitter.

In other news, I AM SO READY TO BE DONE WITH HIGH SCHOOL. It's getting annoying. I mean, the previous statement is getting annoying. I'm getting annoying with how ready I am to be done with it. Blasidhgvpzxdknzsdlfikjpasd9bjasldg.

It's not that I feel above it or anything...
Bahahah just joking. I know I'm still a high school student. But, I'm sick of having to go there. 

Yesterday, my mother and I went to the creamery and got dinner. It was quite enjoyable. Then, we drove by the new dorms (which are the ones I want to live in). I just made me so antsy to actually go!! I know I'll probably miss certain things about high school. Well, actually, let's make a list.

(I should probably add that I should be in second period right now ha ha ha)

THINGS I WILL MISS ABOUT HIGH SCHOOL:
-Ms. Coletti
-Art
-Mr. Hanks math jokes
-Awkwardly scrawny boys talking like they're the s***
-Uncomfortable PDA by equally uncomfortable couples
-Walking down the hall and seeing someone you were friends with in 7th grade and not knowing whether or not you should say hi or not, but then you look at them and they are pretending to text.
-Seeing the creeeeeepsterrrrr from the library EVERYWHERE. Especially after I thought he graduated two years ago...
-Walking folks to class
-The Justin Beiber hair flips
-Ms. Nehr, even though I've never had her.

I guess that's basically all I'll miss. High school is overrated. Also, definitely not the best years of our lives. I've already started making a list of things I want to do in college. <3.

Well, I should probably go to at least the last 30 minutes of second period.

Make it a good day.
XOXO
Emily

Tell me when you hear my heart stop.

Well, hello folks.

Man, I'm so behind. All these photos are from Wednesday, and it's Friday night! I feel like I'm living in the past. Which isn't good. Remember what our good friend Ghandi said: Take care of this moment.

Bahahah. Anyways.

So, I think I've discovered a new form of OCD. 
Wednesday... I came home from school and did whatever it is I usually do before I head off to dental. Well, at the time, I believe my finger nails were unpainted. I spotted a bottle of nail polish and remembered the awesome zigzag nails I saw on The Dainty Squid. So, I set out to try it myself. Welllllll. Let's just say I was an hour and a half late to class and my nails looked NO WHERE NEAR as adorable as hers are. But, it just made me realize. My nails have to be one of two ways: unpainted or painted nicely. I can't have chips going on, or I end up picking it all off.

Wow. Who am I turning into. I just wrote a whole paragraph about nails.

"Her empty head dreamed of being a nail artist."

Anyways. So, yeah. That happened. But, apparently I missed like, the most enjoyable class ever. They all got frosties and funny things happened. Eh.

While I was driving home, I saw this road ahead of me that I've never noticed before. I decided to risk driving my car (it's making the strangest noises) all the way up there. Turns out it was a park I've been to, but that doesn't make it any less enjoyable. I think I'm going to do my friend's senior photos there. 

Anywho. I'm just really feeling like having a tea party these days.
At Fairyland.
What's Fairyland you ask?
A park.
A great park.
A great, beautiful park.
A great, beautiful park where I saw bunnies while walking to school.

Well, this has been highly enjoyable, but I'm afraid I have nothing else to share with you.

XOXO,
Emily

Who the &#%$*@!!! are my followers on here?!?!?!?

I was going to place this dress for sale, but then I cut it shorter and decided I love it. If only my BUST WASN'T SO BIG I could avoid the cleavage to my forehead. #girlproblems

Calculus + b&b cocoa + my friend's mind= homework done in no time.

Um. These are the flowers I got for Valentine's Day. I have never gotten flowers before.... so I felt they needed to be photographed at least once.

These photos are from the day I looked like a watermelon. Also known as Tuesday. 

Anyways, I've been doing super good at documenting my days now! Yay!!

Except, I do have one question for you AVID READERS (Sarcasm intended.) How do you take photos using a tripod? Because, I'm trying to sell my wardrobe on this blogosphere, but I don't know how to take photos using my tripod. I guess the easiest way to go would be to buy a remote, but eh. Any tips or tricks on how to focus it so when I jump in it's the correct depth of field? Merci beaucoup.

Welp. I will rehash the events of Tuesday. 

I totally thought it was an A day and had a mini freak out in my head, because all my calculus was not done. HOWEVER, it was only a B day. Which means all I have is Independent Art Study and MATC. Winnnnnnning. 

That was annoying. I'm sorry.

Thennnnnn. I went to Bean and Brews to get caught up on my homework. I was on a roll. Literally. 

Bam. Two homework assignments done in like MAYBE three hours. 

A girl who used to live by me works there now.

Also, this is beyond stalkerish, BUT remember the boy who works there who I used to stalk/have a crush on? Well, I figured out who he reminds me of. Jason from Pretty Little Liars!!!! Pshhhhhh, no wonder he has that creepy quality about him. Bahahhah I am so mean.

Well, this is getting awkward and a strange woman just showed up at my door. So, farewell.

XOXO,

Emily

P.S. Without you things get hazy.

provo bound and film photos

Maui, Hawaii

I know this is a day late, but my camera battery died.

These photos are from yesterday. My mother got two free admission tickets to the Delta Sky Club (or something like that) and so we used them while in L.A.. It was super weird. They had a bunch of couches and chairs. They also had a little food area with adorable mini packets of Nutella and a squeeze packets of hummus. Yummmmy. It felt really futuristic for some reason. Maybe it's because I'm reading 1984 and it's all I can think about these days. But, it was kind of tucked away. It reminded me of the Dharma Initiative.

I made a friend on my flight! She was a hygienist from Minnesota. We chatted about bitewings (s/o to Angela... yay!) and film x-rays. It was enjoyable.

I really thought the plane was going to crash. For a good thirty minutes I stared out the window while listening to Milosh and decided how I would survive. Here's what I came up with: I would find a piece of shrapnel and float on it. If sharks came near, I would use another piece to bump their nose, because that makes them go away. When I got rescued, I would tell my story on I Shouldn't Be Alive and sue the airline for a millionbazillion dollars and go to Dubai. Because that new place they might build, with each condo having it's own beach looks really neat. And then I started wondering if maybe it was like Lost, and if the plane was crashing because God was trying to cleanse the earth of wicked people. But then, I remember my mother was on the plane so that theory was impossible.

I feel like I'm just rambling on, because I'm prolonging my bed time. Which is partially true, because my mother and I have to share a bed and she smells weird. Ha ha ha just kidding. She smells like... dancing waters. Literally (bahahah). 

Um.... Today, I woke up. Drank an iced coconut mocha. Ate 1/2 of a cinnamon roll. Went to the beach. Got tan/sunburned. Came back to the condo. Showered. Went to Da Kitchen. Ate a garden burger. Drove around. Went to Radioshack. Bought a camera charger. Went to an ice cream place. Ate a small ice cream cone. Came back to the condo. Watched the Kristen Bell on Ellen video (may I just take this moment to tell a small story. When I typed it in, my mother said, "Kristen Bell? Isn't he who played batman?" hahahahahahahahah). Now, I am blogging.

If any of you fine folks have a twitter, you should hit.me.up. It really is so enjoyable.

Well, it's off to bed for me. I had a weird dream last night where I had to adopt this child and I was mad at my brother for some reason. But hey, I guess we all have to adopt children in our dreams at some point.

This has been really pointless, and if you read this whole thing, I will tell you a juicy juicy secret.

Much love,

Emily

It looks like a cat.

I don't know. 
I think I'm just going to start making like a bunch of drafts with just photos. Because that seems to be the part that takes forever. Then, I'll just add new words everyday. :).

All of these photos are from... Wednesday?? I don't know. Anyways, I got a delicious white mocha with raspberry. It had kind of a weird taste, like sugar crystals. I quite liked it though. It seems like everything here is different. Oh man. Their Forever 21??? You little fashionistas would die. Literally, die. I thought I was dreaming until I realized I wasn't.

When I wear those clothes I will definitely photograph them. Man. Shopping there was like one of those dreams. You know, the kind where everything in the store is exactly what you want? And your just frantic and grabbing everything in your sight? Ya. That's what it was like.
Anyways, I highly doubt you folks care. But just know, IT WAS WONDERFUL.

My niece is licking my leg.

Alright. Oh. Yes. We went to this place with a creepy employee who didn't let me have my drink, and they had oysters. We got to crack one open and get the pearl inside! Yay! 

Then, we ate at Maui Tacos. I don't know why I ever think eating a bean and cheese burrito is a good idea.

Anyway, this is a really pointless post. I've come to realize that no one really cares what you do unless your famous. Or doing something really cool for that matter.

You know what I want to do? I want to be in a band like The Moldy Peaches. They are just so adorable. I can't get over it. Perhaps I could make one like that. Oh, and no. I can't sing for the life of me. But, I feel like she can't either, and it's just adorable.

Also, I miss last summer and The Glass Gentlemen concerts and sitting in front of Velour at midnight listening to Blue play the guitar. Man.



XOXO
Emily

Maui, Hawaii

I wore a strapless swimsuit yesterday. Not the best idea. While boogie boarding a huge wave decided it was necessary to flip me around multiple times underwater. Also, my swim top fell down to my hips. As it turns out, trying to flip your swimsuit right side out and pull it up, all at the same time is pretty hard. It adds to the challenge when the water is being pulled back into the ocean and your special friends are exposed to the entire beach.

But, on a less uncomfortable note I went to see The Woman In Black as well. Let me just say: GREATEST FILM OF THE YEAR. I was seriously shocked. I already had high expectations going in, and they were well met. Even exceeded. 

We're going whale watching today. I'm scared the boat is going to capsize and we're all going to drown. I tried snorkeling from the shore yesterday, but I kept getting scared when I couldn't touch anymore. My mother didn't believe me until now when I said I was scared of open water. 

Well, I'm going to do 8 pages of my seminary packet now. Gotta meet the quota. 

Make a memory today.

XOXO,

Emily