5/30/2011

All you ever say is blah, blah, blah.

I have missed you.

 We love each other.

Uncomfortable moments:

1. The movie theatre:

My mother and I attended Jane Eyre last weekend. I walk into the theatre and lay my eyes upon the twin boys at my school. They are employees of the theatre. One of them is in my class, and we know each other. The other one I've never met.

As my mother and I get closer and closer to the register, I start to worry more and more about this situation.

     Option #1: Say hello.

     Consequences: 1- Chat for a bit about our crazy teacher and bond.

                                 2- Get a "do I know you?"

     Option #2: Don't say hello.

     Consequences: 1- Be thought of as that girl who pretends she doesn't know school mates outside of school.

                                 2- Be a normal customer.

WHAT WAS THE LOGIC BETWEEN CREATING TWINS. TELL ME.

I ended up standing behind my mother while in line. Luckily we got the other guy who was working the cash register. That's a 33% chance guys!! Karma loves me.

2. Demi Lovato wannabe.

(Emily is sitting quietly at the kitchen counter, painting a self-portrait for painting class. Enter Colton, Emily's older brother.He sits at his computer. Enter Mother, Emily's mother. She sits at the other computer.)

(Some time passes.)

(Colton stands up to pour a glass of water.)

Colton: Hey!! Is that you?

Emily: (Throws down paint brush and leaps from the bar stool. Sings...) "THIS IS REAL. THIS IS ME. I'M EXACTLY WHERE I WANT TO BE!!! (Simultaneously dancing.)

(She stops, expecting laughter. Colton stares, then turns to mother.)

"When's dinner going to be ready?"

"Probably like an hour or two."

Emily: "Gah. Nobody understands my humor." 



My garage sale.... which only made me $100. Boo.
(At least I got to meet super weird people. Always a bonus.)

My room. I decided that when corners are cut off in architecture, it makes me connect with the building. Perhaps that why I love my room so much.

 Coming back from Roxberry, we saw this truck full of balloons. I followed him, but then my friend decided that ship had sailed and we were forced to get gummy worms instead of stalking.

Watch me eat a waffle.

Andy Warhol has nothing on me.

My internet has not been working.

VOMIT.

But, I have talked to the boy with the mullet.

And he is just as attractive as I imagined.

SCORE.

Amelie is my favorite movie.

I talk to my dog like she's a human.

I secretly don't want to wear socks tomorrow so I can borrow Shelbie's extra pair.

-------------------------------------------------------

Only twenty-three short days until I am re-united with my BFF.

Margo is in love with chocolate chip waffles.

Well folks, that's basically the update.

Three questions:

1.) Have you ever peed your pants?

2.) What is your favorite type of cat?

3.) Would you rather see an alien or a unicorn? (Also, why is that not "an" unicorn? English Honors did nothing to prepare me for the confusion I feel at this moment.)

Enjoy your life. 

The world is supposed to end on Saturday.

To the boy with the mullet.

Also,
Blogger won't let me upload photos.
(This is from my iPhone.)
Anyone know why?

The Backstreet Boys are still the best.
My India group still completes me.

I still love my sister.
And horses are still... cool.


Vomit on my life. I'm becoming an artist. It's inevitable. Like Bella and Edward. Or Baby and Johnny. Take your pick of cheesy romance movies, but it's happening.

Wonderful vibes coming your way.

Remember, you are in control.

Peace it out my lovely strangers.
Much love.

My hands and knees are bruised and I'm crawling back to you.

Before...

So much for not showing my face in any of my photos.

The other one I took got deleted.

GAH.

ATTENTION ALL CREEPY CYBER STALKERS WHO WANT TO RAPE ME:

DON'T.

After...

Success? Somewhat.

I don't have to patience to make every little thing perfect.

Resulting in ugly ____ buttons and uneven hems.

Eh.

Some of you may have noticed the title of this post is from a Backstreet Boys song.

Let me confirm your suspicion.

Also, let me inform you of the simple facts that not many citizens are aware of.

Boy bands are a necessity in daily life.

There you have it.

The secret to life.

Where would we be without Savage Garden, Backstreet Boys, Aaron Carter, and NSYNC?

NOWHERE.

Alright folks, let's have a dance party.

Next week.

Bring your best sweater and a pair of dancing shoes.

See you then.

I think I want to take a walk with you.

Vomit everywhere on my life.
102 degree fever. Coughing. MUCUS WHICH I HATE.
And a 9 hour work shift.

Cool.

I really want to watch a good movie. Any suggestions?

Oh, and also my camera has started this new thing where it doesn't turn on! And it snowed today and is so beautiful! Bawl.

Well folks. That's all for now. I'm doing a nighttime photo shoot tonight!! Cheers!!

I love the snow. And you. And your dog if you have one. Animals are so nice. My dog threw up on my bed this morning. Poor little baby girl.

Also. If you haven't been to Bombay House, go there and get the mango ice cream. You will fall in love.

UNCOMFORTABLE MOMENTS:
- Girl in my painting class: "haha! look! it says face!". Me: "that's stupid! haha! why would someone write face? that's not even like, a funny word or something!". Girl in my painting class: "... I think I wrote that last week. It looks like my handwriting.". Me: (silence) "well it's ok if it was you... because... that's just your personality, but like..(rambles on). My thoughts: Emily. Shut up already. You've already screwed up. There's no coming back from this one.

- Me: "Alright. Here's your receipt! Thank you so much!" Tall, awkward proportioned, middle aged, man customer: Thank you.... Emily. (Can you say awkward use of a name?! Delayed as well. I hate my name tag.)

I've been troubled sleeping.

I made another bow.

Daily ritual coming on?

I think so.

I skipped fourth period today to go to a movie with my mother.

("Emily! You're so cool!!" Yes, I'm aware. Please, no need for flattery.)

It was quite good. If you haven't seen Hanna yet, go!

T-Rickey was feeling left out.

LOVE. HER.

We had breakfast together on Easter morning. It was extremely enjoyable.

She understands me.

AWKWARD MOMENT OF THE DAY:

- My mother and I went to little cafe to grab a bite to eat. While my mother was ordering, I saw a glass display case with two brownie bites in it. I asked my mother if they were samples. She said yes. I proceeded to lift off the glass top and eat one. The old lady who was helping my mother didn't care at all. It tasted a little weird, but whatever. Then, after my mother got done ordering, the lady went to the back to start making her food. My mother went to the sample display case and grabbed the remaining brownie bite. The old lady saw and started laughing and saying how she didn't know why they had them like that. Then she started telling a story about how one time a woman came in and bought a cinnamon roll and took the display one. My mother and I laughed at this comical story, and just assumed the old lady was being nastalgic, as all old ladies are.

Come to find out, they weren't samples.

They were part of the display.

Cool.



Next week I will be through with the majority of my finals.
Therefore, my time will be spent sewing clothing and doing photography.

Be excited.
I know I am.

Oh Dawson Leary, why don't you marry me already.

Hello.

Unfortunately I have been sick.

So I haven't really gotten dressed, or gone out of the house at all for two days. (what?)

But I made this bow headband. I will be making a million more with all my extra fabric. What do you all think I should do with them?

I'm not really sure how many people actually read this, so I don't know if I should do a giveaway?

Help me decide.

I have decision making problems.

Also, I think I should have been born in Capeside so I could meet Dawson Leary and marry him.

Thank heavens for the 90's.

And their ability to create a completely over dramatic, unrealistic, but oh so enjoyable television show.

Watch it.

The we can chat about it over Honey Lemon Chamomile tea and English muffins.

I didn't actually wear this today.

I technically wore it yesterday for ten minutes when I went to rent a film.

Have you seen Hereafter?

I liked it! It's funny to see Matt Damon taking cooking classes and being very...

artistic after seeing him in the Bourne series.

Also, if you haven't already seen Flipped, go watch it! It's super cute and will make you wish it was summer time and you were 12.

Those were the days.

The love I sell you in the evening by the morning won't exist.

I'm laying in my bed and sipping Honey Lemon Chamomile tea.

I should be at school.

But I just don't feel like going.

I have this friend.

He got sent to rehab, and while he was in there we wrote to each other.

I decided that it would be a lot cooler if we had a notebook where we could put our artwork and thoughts.

So, I went out and bought a notebook.

Every weekend we would switch.

He started out saying things like, "Ok. Love this idea for writing each other, it totally just... works. It's freaking great. Where do you come up with these freaking sweet ideas?", and drawing pictures of us being best friends.

It was my turn to write this past weekend.

It's towards the end and now all it consists of is, "I've come to the point where I have no idea what to even say anymore. This was sweet at first, but now it's rather pointless".

 

It's just funny to me. Everyone have this idealistic mind set where everything they like in their life will stay there forever.

I once had another friend and one time when we were talking, I told him that I only kept my "hang out" friends for about five months, because that's how it always went.

He told me that it was because I "friend dumped" people when I got bored of them.

But that isn't the case.

(May I also add that when I am talking about "hang out" friends, I am referring to my friends who are boys. I have now come to the conclusion that it only lasted five months or less because I didn't want the friendship to progress to more. Therefore, the boy decided that he actually didn't want a friend, and wanted a girlfriend, and that when I said I just wanted to be friends, I wasn't meaning "wait a while". Once again, miscommunication.)

The truth is that everything fades, and some people can't accept that, so they lie to themselves and say "best friends forever". Which will never happen, because everyone grows up and leaves high school and realizes that all those things they thought they had in common were just conversation fillers. 

I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing, it's just something that has to happen in order to progress in your life. 

It's just too bad how some people go about it.

 The girl you went to Park City with hasn't talked to you in three years.

The best friend who you did everything with has a new best friend.

That  kid you went on three dates with doesn't say hi when you see him at McDonald's.

The group of friends you hung out with in sixth grade pretend like they don't know you.

Is it too hard to say hello?

Or is that too polite for your taste?

 

Rainy days are all I have and I keep dreaming in the past.

I'VE BEEN FEATURED.

HEAD OVER TO NATALIE'S BLOG.

Special thanks to her for being a gem and using my definition AND photos.

She is lovely, and has the greatest ideas.

I mean, seriously, defining beautiful every Thursday?

GENIUS.

I'll be yours forever, just tell me when to start.

if you're feeling like you'd like to have your world turned upside down

go on a walk

by yourself

and listen to

the honorary title

liberation.

complete.



4/16/11

Alright.

Here's what I don't understand.

You go to the bathroom.

Your hands get germs on them.

You turn on the faucet.

You get germs on the faucet.

You clean your hands with the

automatic soap dispenser.

Then you turn the faucet off.

Therefore, getting the germs from when you turned it on back on your hands.

Then you wave your hands in front of the automatic paper towel dispenser.

But the germs are still on your hand.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

Isn't it better to have an automatic faucet instead of an automatic soap dispenser and/or an automatic paper towel dispenser?

It just makes more sense to me.

Without you I would be in misery.

Due to the fact that I did not have internet access for this trip, the following post took place over several days. Saturday, (today), will updated for later tonight when I have had the chance to edit my photographs.

I just learned how to take pictures of moving subjects without them being blurry.

As the boy working at Pac Sun would say, "BONUS".

(I miss him. Maybe I will seek him out and take a photo with him when I hit 15 followers.)

TUESDAY...

P.S. I'm at the Boise airport right now waiting for my flight to board, and there is a soldier sitting next to me. Sleeping. And snoring. Loudly, with his mouth open. Hahahhahaa I LOVE IT.

WEDNESDAY...

THURSDAY...

Me and my grandmother are now in love with Chows. Look at his little eyes!!! Precious!! If I'm ever super rich, I'm going to buy two of them and have them guard my porch like lions.

I bowled my normal 70.

 

Apparently, Round Table pizza didn't think the roof was enough protection from the rain. Naturally, one would chose Budweiser umbrella tables for added coverage.

Friday...





If you're ever in Spokane, you must go to Huckleberry's! It's the greatest store. Everything they have is very earthy. They have a lot of vegetarian and vegan food, and mostly everything is organic or "cage free".  I think their food from the bistro is delicious because it tastes so fresh and free of all grease and oil. Go there!


COMMENT IF YOU LOVE WASHINGTON.
OR IF YOU LOVE SOLDIERS.
WHO SNORE.
OR IF YOU HAVE ANYTHING PROFOUND
TO SHARE WITH US ALL.

THANK YOU.
I HOPE YOUR SPRING BREAK WAS
THE BEST THING TO EVER
OCCUR.