Tuesday, June 24, 2008


Disclaimer: OMG is used in humor. I would never say that seriously. 

OMG you guys. 


Best dream ever last night. 

I'm going to blog about it later tonight. 




Monday, June 23, 2008

Quote of the week.


Quote of the week.

I know, you didn't know it was happening. 

I'm just so freaking excited about this. 


Hands down.

Quote of the week. 

"You're hot girls. Just kidding" -Mel (To Maria and I) 

The only thing that can make life better right now is Christmas.

Ahah. . .hahaha. . hahahahaha. . . 

The most hilarious thing happened today. 


HILARIOUS! (I accidentally typed bilarious just then, how embarrassing) 

I just HAD to go to the mall today because my dad had this little impromptu interview, and needed fab clothing. 

It was fab indeed. 

This trip was totally okay because I needed to go to Hot Topic and by nose cleaner. Like, for my piercing. Nasty thing, keeps getting. .. nasty. 

So as I was making my way quickly to the store of death, there were these two guys behind me. 

Ghetto of course. 

Do any other kind of people shop at the Sun Valley Mall? 


So they are probably 10 feet behind me, and one of them attempts to whistle. 


You know, the good ol' whistle that men do that they think is flattering but actually it makes you feel like a hooker? 

Yeah, that one. 

So this guys whistle totally fails, and he is like. . . 

ugh, it didn't work, I can't whistle. 

Then the other one tried. 

No go. 

So they keep trying over and over again, and I'm walking/dying. 

Then finally one of them uses a word that I don't believe should be used by women or infront of women. 

and says, hey you're hot. 

It was very funny. 

Not funny enough though. 

Remind me to never shop at the mall again. 

"Amazon, dot com, I don't mean to flaunt it but it's just the thing you wanted, and it only took two minutes!"

That is going to be my new home. 

Quote of the day: "No one said anything funny" -me. 

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

And I should not be blogging because I have nothing to say

So today I had my first post-break up asking out. . . 

It was awkward. 

It was a text. 

And it was awkward. 

I said no. 


Anyway, Mel said THE darndest things today.

My favorite I think was, "Have I ever had a wedgie?" 

Yes, I did teach her what a wedgie was today. 

I used graphic language I would not dream about using on the world wide web. 

So Britt, if she starts saying something along the lines of buttcrack any time soon. . . 

Don't shoot the messenger. 

Monday, June 9, 2008

Oh my gosh!

Sorry that was kinda depressing. 

I just felt like it needed a blog. 

On a lighter side, today my dad said "The other is called Rainy Day Mushroom Pillow."


1,632 days. Wouldn't have traded them for the world.

You can skyrocket away from me
and never come back till you find another galaxy 
far from here with more room to fly
just leave me your stardust to remember you by.
But you can set sail to the west if you want to
and past the horizon till I can't even see you
far from here where the beaches are wide
just leave me your wake to remember you by. 
-Gregory and the Hawk

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

LOOK! A person!

Once upon on a time, I went to vote. 

Okay, so I was talking to my good friend Rachel on the phone this evening, and as the clock struck 20 till eight my dad comes up to me and is like. . . Emily go vote. 

So I did. 

Although my gas tank is below empty, I still drove there. Even though it's like a 5 minute walk. 

"Welcome to America, we're going to make you fat!"

I parked in the principal's parking space. I was homeschooled, and it didn't look like a driveway. Hence, not the principal's parking space. 

I had to walk through all these hoodlums because I live in Oakland part 2. 

I passed by some faculty members and they were like "I want to see action, I want to see people arrested." 

Ah.... ahah...hahaha?

I stepped into the voting room.

"LOOK! A person!"

That's exactly what they said. I thought they were going to crap their pants. 

So the very excited tiny old Asian woman, was like, "Okay, come to my table. Your name! Emily! Okay perfect, sign here!" 

She said everything like I was food and she was a starving child from Africa. . . or China. . . 

Then the very fat man smiled at me. His name was Leo or something. . . 

It's because i'm republican. It's true. 

So I made my way to the booth, pulled out my sample ballot that I brought with me to remember who I wanted to vote for.


What? Oh my! Is that Jason Castro's name? Is that Jason Castro's name three times? 

Yes, I voted Jason for United States Representative, State Senator, and member of the Assembly. 

I felt that it was my patriotic duty. 

I mean, can those people who vote for Mickey Mouse maybe come up with something more original. Maybe someone who is not fictional AND animated. 

Let's think people. 

I walked back to the little scary machine that pretty much will suck out your soul if you get too close. 

It wouldn't go in. 

I think that somewhere our Forefathers were smiling at me.
Actually they probably hate me. That's why it wouldn't go in.

Sorry George. 

Then the scary Asian lady had to come help me, and some white lady that smiled too much. 

They totally saw who I voted for, hoisted me on their shoulders and crowned me queen of voting!

Not really. 

They totally gave me a dirty look, then they remembered that I was only the 70th person to vote that day, and I was back in their good graces. 

My dad was the first person to vote this morning. 

What is our nation coming to? 

It's okay though, no one else would have voted for Jason anyway. 

Then the smily white lady handed me a "I voted" sticker. 

I politely asked if I could also have a spanish "I voted" sticker. 

Reason 1. I think they are hilarious. 

I don't need a reason 2. 

Then the lady said, "Do you want a whole sheet?" 

I smiled sheepishly and whispered, "yes." 

"Do you want two whole sheets?"

I said, "If you want to give them to me." 

Then someone from the other table (probably an angry Democrat) said, "I'm watching you."

Apparently you only get one sticker. 

I made a quick get away before they made me give them back. 

Voting is awesome. 

Sunday, June 1, 2008

They miss me

My dreams want me back. 

Ughhhh. . . sleep. . . come to me. .