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18, sarcastic, lame, nerdy.
I'm an "anti-social weird internet kid", say my friends.
I have never smoked weed, don't enjoy clubs, and don't see the point in drinking every weekend.
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Name: Emily
Gender: Female
Interests: Rocks, volcanoes, seismology, oceanography, sociology, mathematics, photography, writing, journalism
Expertise: Math and any science
Occupation: Student and waitress
Message: message me
Member Since:
1/20/2009
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"Just give me a reason to carry on, to carry on."
Waking up and looking at the clock, I know another day has started. I've moved my alarm clock to the other side of the room so I won't be able to hit snooze, or worse, turn the darn thing off all-together.
It's harder to wake up these days, what with knowing that my days are getting shorter along with my time left on this Earth. I've been wasting my time, worrying about school and friends and life in general. It's only been as of late that I've done searching, to find that I need to enjoy my time more now than ever.
I have met so many people so far, and am looking forward to meeting even more. That's the one thing I've been looking forward to about school: Seeing and getting to know the people I've met. There's something comforting about knowing that strangers like talking to you.
I've made some resolutions in my life. The first being to make one person a day smile. The second being to let myself smile more often. "Life is for the living." I've never understand that anonymous quote more than I do now. What is living? I think that's a topic for another blog post.
For those that haven't realized it yet, there are many people on this planet. Some are gossipers, other entrepreneurs. Others still think it's better to lie than to tell the truth. I myself have found that there are people who are worthwhile to keep around, while others are easy to let go of. I'm from a small town, so I've always tried to keep everyone close. Now I know, sometimes it's not worth it. I love myself (not egotistically) enough to know that I need other loving, down to earth people in my life.
Since I've stuck by these resolutions, I've found my life has become 'wider'. I don't know how else to explain this... I have more experiences, and find myself more wiser. I know what I want in my life, which is a change. I know that I would like to be a geologist or paleontologist, love my mother beyond words, and love my friends. I know my dreams, which may always remain dreams. Modeling is far out of reach, as is becoming a millionaire. But I know that there are more important things in life.
I think the most important thing I've found is, I've found myself.
Keep on keepin' on.
ps. Sorry for the cheesy blog, not the greatest thing to post. I haven't blogged in a while, and I'd like to change the frequency of these happenings. | | |
| There are some things in life that I will never understand. From the human mind to the catastrophic events of the globe, there's always going to be unanswered questions. But there's one that mystery that faces everyone at one point in their life:
What is being perfect?
Is that having the right body type? Oh, and what is the right body type? I've heard guys say they hate "stick thin" girls... But in most girl's mind, that is the ideal figure they wish to strive to become. Girls don't like hips or minuscule amount of fat. They complain about it. And when they see a thin girl they become jealous. While, on the other hand, guys don't like anorexic-looking girls. 
-Myself and Mich, first day of summer-
Or is being perfect strictly non-superficial?
Having the right personality.
I don't even know what made me want to post this blog. ツ But. Good party on the first day of summer. I liked it a lot. It was so pumpin' the cops came by, but couldn't do anything because there had been no complaints from anyone. Thank God. That would be the last thing I needed.
Oh. And retarded kids have been going around terrorizing my neighborhood... Graffiti, vandalism, car hopping, burglaries... *sighs* What is this world coming to. | | |
| So I'll show you something drastic.
How about graduate high school.
Or maybe say goodbye to my childhood friends?
What about saying goodbye to my classmates who are staying at the school. Not drastic enough? How about picking my courses for next year,
Looking at my future in a completely different way.
Making choices when I have no idea what will happen? No?
Oh, I see, you were thinking of ending things because of me hanging out with my friend at one of the last parties I'll go to with them. Because why? You're jealous?
I understand that. Which is why I'm willing to give up that friendship, even though it will hurt oh-so badly.
What about some empathy of how I'm feeling about your whole situation? Of how your girl friends said they hated me.
Well they apologized.
Didn't make me feel any better. Al: I'm so sorry about saying that I hated you! I was just really jealous because you're friends with Steve, and you know how I like him and everything.. It sucked seeing you talk to him because you're really gorgeous.
Ab: Yeah, I don't really have a reason to have said that.. When Al said it I realized how jealous I was too. Not because of Steve, obviously, but because you're with the best guy ever. Like, anyone would give to be with him.. So that just makes me really jealous. Well sweetie, you had him, so how about you fuck right off.
Or how about you realize how much I care about you, and hearing stuff like that from your BEST GIRL FRIEND really bugs me. A lot. It's not even that she's ugly.. She's gorgeous. Skinny. Athletic. Smart. She has everything, and she's your age. She's everything you could ask for in a girl.. And our personalities are alike.
And you didn't even stick up for me to her when you heard that. You only blamed it on Al.. Said Ab didn't hate me at all, she was just going along with Al. Weelll I'm pretty sure you were wrong on that account. It would be nice if you gave her a straight talk, showed me you cared. The one thing I won't do that's "drastic" is breaking things off with you because I love you. That thought never enters my head, even though I get jealous. Everyone gets jealous. But I know you well enough that you won't do anything. It would make me so happy if you could say the same. I know you can't though, because this wouldn't come up over and over again if you did. *sighs* Teenage relationships. | | |
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