OK, so, as human beans are wont to do, I had a dream last night. And I actually remembered it. :O HOLY COW. Anyway. I didn't remember ALL of it, but I'm just gonna list the main parts for y'all. ;) Here goes...
- So I wake up at 8:00am and get ready for school; I don't feel like this is a late hour to get up at all, apparently.
- I walk out into the street and stop at a bus stop that's not really mine...
- The bus comes. It's one of those awesome ones with the comfortable seats. We ride to school.
- When I get to my locker, even though I get the impression that it's the first day of school, all my stuff is inside already. I take some of it out and go upstairs to my old primetime (apparently this is all set in the 7-1 hallway...), where GAP is standing outside, facing the door and talking to each other.
- I glomp them in this really funny, way-too-animated way.
- They grin and glomp me back, and we go downstairs, periodically glomping each other again.
- Mne passes us in the hall and goes "Welcome back" in this really creepy way.
- Mrs. Gillis is kneeling on the floor by my locker, and I help her with something really weird that involves carving something...I can't remember that part. But then I get some papers for her from her room, and they include print-outs of YouTube pages, with videos that actually played! I totally wish.
- Get randomly glomped by GAP again. Glomp back.
- Say goodbye to GAP and went up to Mrs. G's room, which is apparently my prime time. Even though it wasn't really.
Then I woke up, and saw that it was 5:54. How fun. Wrote the dream down in a notebook, tossed and turned until ~ 6:20, went back to sleep. Totally and completely passed out, one of those I-blink-once-and-hours-have-passed things. When I woke up again, it was 7:30. I rolled my eyes and went back to sleep again, and had this dream. Which I don't remember much of, but it was a pretty interesting dream.
- I'm in social studies, apparently the first period of my day. And the weird thing is, Mr. K (my 6th grade science teacher, and soon-to-be 8th grade science teacher) is teaching it.
- So he talks about random stuff that I can't remember and isn't really all that interesting.
- Then suddenly he doesn't look like Mr. K anymore, but he still IS. Like, in the dream, I know it's still him. But he has a skinnier face, and his eyes are slanted, and he has short-cut brown hair. Very strange.
- And then there's more random talking stuff that I just forgot because Rae is evil.
- Aaaaaaaaaaand then...nothing. Buh-bye.
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
the meebo is back...sort of...
August 18, 2009
Mah Dream
August 17, 2009
Obama
If George W. Bush had given Gordon Brown a set of inexpensive and incorrectly formatted DVDs, when Gordon Brown had given him a thoughtful and historically significant gift, would you have approved?
If George W. Bush had given the Queen of England an iPod containing videos of his speeches, would you have thought this embarrassingly narcissistic and tacky?
If George W. Bush had bowed to the King of Saudi Arabia, would you have approved?
If George W. Bush had visited Austria and made reference to the non-existent "Austrian language," would you have brushed it off as a minor slip?
If George W. Bush had filled his cabinet and circle of advisers with people who cannot seem to keep current on their income taxes, would you have approved?
If George W. Bush had been so Spanish illiterate as to refer to “Cinco de Cuatro” in front of the Mexican ambassador when it was the fourth of May (Cuatro de Mayo), and continued to flub it when he tried again, would you have winced in embarrassment?
If George W. Bush had mis-spelled the word advice would you have hammered him for it for years like Dan Quayle and potatoe as “proof” of what a dunce he is?
If George W. Bush had burned 9,000 gallons of jet fuel to go plant a single tree on “Earth Day”, would you have concluded he’s a hypocrite?
If George W. Bush’s administration had okayed Air Force One flying low over millions of people followed by a jet fighter in downtown Manhattan causing widespread panic, would you have wondered whether they actually “get” what happened on 9-11?
If George W. Bush had been the first President to need a teleprompter installed to be able to get through a press conference, would you have laughed and said this is more proof of how he inept he is on his own and is really controlled by smarter men behind the scenes?
If George W.. Bush had failed to send relief aid to flood victims throughout the Midwest with more people killed or made homeless than in New Orleans , would you want it made into a major ongoing political issue with claims of racism and incompetence?
If George W. Bush had ordered the firing of the CEO of a major corporation, even though he had no constitutional authority to do so, would you have approved?
If George W. Bush had proposed to double the national debt, which had taken more than two centuries to accumulate, in one year, would you have
approved?
If George W.. Bush had then proposed to double the debt again within 10 years, would you have approved?
If George W. Bush had reduced your retirement plan’s holdings of GM stock by 90% and given the unions a majority stake in GM, would you have approved?
If George W. Bush had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to take Laura Bush to a play in NYC, would you have approved?
So, tell me again, what is it about Obama that makes him so brilliant and impressive? Can't think of anything? Don't worry. He's done all this in 5 months -- so you'll have three years and seven months to come up with an answer.
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
August 12, 2009
7 Things I Love
Um. So like, I was tagged in this thing...and...yeah. So here it is.
7 Things I Love
Now I shall tag people.
- Kaliyan - Doooooooo it. Pwease.
- Spencer - If you ever get on. GET ON.
- You.
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
August 11, 2009
So...
So, um, the last post was really long and I felt like making a new one, even though there's not much going on in my world right now. So here's an update. :D
- Got spacers in today. It was the exact same thing as last time, just on the top, too. They don't hurt at all, duh, because spacers don't hurt (for me at least...although I didn't think anyone else's did either?), and...um...the molds didn't taste nearly as bad as last time I had them. Which is very good. Last time I got molds I was about ready to throw up. They were SOOOO gross. My jaw itself hurts from opening so far for so long, but otherwise it's all good. Getting zee braces in like a week or something. And...yeah. That's the orthodontia thing.
- Just got back from camp, obviously, as you saw very clearly in the last post. It was really fun, and I made all the specialists freak out because I got Denali to slow trot. I MISS DENALI :(( I want my baby back. She's so amazing, and exactly what I like in a horse. She wants to go fast, but if you know what you're doing (which I evidently do now, since I TOTALLY GOT HER TO SLOW-TROT!! *victory dance*) she'll go slowly for you. But anyway, you people should've seen Redd and Freckles and Monty and Piper's faces. Priceless.
- Speaking of horses, my mom and I are looking for a couple to lease, and so far, so bad. All the horses I tried out on Saturday were either slow pokes or weird, funky direct rein. I've learned direct rein, just not like that. Anyway, they were also terribly trained, which I could tell right away, and the lady was like "Hold your hands straight out, don't bend your elbows at ALL unless you're pulling them in for a stop. No, no, hold them straight out in front of you, not there," blah blah blah. DUDE. LADY. When riding Western, you put your hand(s) RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE HORN. Durr-ka-durr. Anyway, needless to say, we vetoed those horses, even though it was by far the best grounds of the places we'd been. Too bad...that place had 2,000 acres of trails. Which is a lot, for those of you who are like "Uhhhhmmmm ok..." right now. But oh well.
- Um...hm. Going to the fair with a couple of my cousins tomorrow, after hanging out at my grandma's house with said cousins this afternoon and tomorrow. Will be back manana at some point. Dunno when. G-ma's picking me up in a few hours, JSYK. Umm...and...my spacers are creeping up my teeth because I had some weirdo who didn't know how to do it put them on. Yaaaay. T.T
And...um...yeah...
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
August 7, 2009
I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack!!!
Soooo, as most if not all of you know, I went to the River/Elk River/camp/heaven on earth for the last week-ish, and since I'm just cool that way I'm gonna just post a quick summary of what we did there, and...yeah. It's a lot, so be prepared. ;) Anyway, enjoy the summary of campness. :D
SUNDAY - HALF DAY
12:45 - Leave for camp, kinda sad because no one was online, so I couldn't say goodbye to anyone.
2:00 - Arrive at camp, go in and say hi to Monty (riding director), Scout (riding manager), and Winona (lifeguard), who were at the front desk. Get lice and fever checks, and basically get signed in that I'm healthy and whatever. Annoying, but it keeps people with lice out of camp and stuff. ;)
2:30 - Checks are done, drive up to horse-side and just pretty much set my stuff on a random bed. Watch some people go in and out and kind of just sit there awkwardly. Say goodbye to mom.
3:00 - Giggles (counselor) figures out that we're all really bored and awkward and decides to play games in the field with us. We play stuff like Elbow Tag, Rock, Mafia, and, after a while, Rush. Learn a couple people's names over the course of that, and figure out who all is in my cabin/group.
4:00 - Go back to the cabin and unpack. Kind of stare at the people in my cabin and make stilted conversations with the people who'll respond. Just hang out.
5:00 - Walk the mile or so down to program/wimpy/NCE/etc. side of camp for dinner.
5:45 - Do flag. Yippee. So fun. Not. The CITs do it, though, so it's not the worst EVER or anything...
6:00 - Go into dinner, where we have these beef tacos and a couple other things. It's delicious. :D Sit with a couple people from my cabin.
6:30: Do capers/clean-up jobs/chores. I was the scraper. Don't know why you'd need to know that.
7:00 - Capers are done and we went down to campfire, where we did this really lame skit that I'm not even going to tell you about because it was so lame. Figured out that our specialist was Redd (YAY).
9:00 - Campfire's over, and we walk up to horse side in the dark. Go into Pinto (our cabin) and get ourselves ready for bed, also sort of talking with the people in the cabin.
10:00 - Flashlight time. Figure out that my flashlight's totally dead. Darn.
MONDAY
7:00 - Giggles walks in and wakes us up. We get dressed, not too tired since we all slept well.
7:20 - Head up to program side for flag/breakfast. We're all wearing our jeans and carrying our boots, sunscreen, bug spray, and water bottles. It's still about a mile or two from our cabins to Grey Koch (pronounced "grey coach"), the dining place. Some steep hills, but nothing too bad.
7:45 - Flag. The little kids do it today, so it takes forever and we're all starving.
8:10 - Ten minutes late for breakfast because of the slow little kids. The hoppers are being impatient. Whatever to them. ANYWAY we go into breakfast and eat. It's these amazing apple cinnamon muffins, toast, milk, orange juice, oatmeal, etc, etc. Good meal. We do capers.
9:00 - Go back down to horse side and basically learn how to mount and dismount, like it's possible to forget that sort of thing. Saddle Cowboy a few times to practice, and learn the quick-release in our spare time. My feet hurt from wearing the boots for 1.5 hours straight. Then we spread hay in the pastures (easy barn chore, for ONCE. Redd isn't lazy like Freckles is. Heehee.)
12:00 - Get to lunch. Eat lunch. It was Italian dunkers with some stuff. Do capers.
1:00 - "Me time", so I read my book for a while and write a letter, then get mad because I can't find my envelopes, which sucks.
2:00 - Go down to Lake Barbara (Barbie) for swimming. Take the swim test, where you swim the 100 feet or so to the middle of the pool/lake, tread water for a minute, then swim the rest of the way out to Winona, who gives you the last of the wristbands. They're these weird Church Mutual ones because they're running out of wristbands. Swim in the 2.5-foot-deep shallow end for the rest of the time.
4:00 - After taking a shower, go up to low ropes and do both the ropes course and the "Raging River", as well as Willow in the Wind and trust falls. A bunch of team-building stuff.
5:30 - Go back up to Grey Koch for flag and dinner, which consists of chicken strips and a bunch of sides. I sit with a bunch of people from my cabin--who I now know as Carly, Syl(via), Sam, and Megan--as well as Limbo and Andi and Sarah, who's 9 years old and not even 3 feet tall, weighing in at about half the weight of Veronica, my almost-3-year-old cousin. Not kidding; that girl is TINY.
6:45 - Practically fly down to horse side and go to the horse barn, where we got helmets and like spaz out for a little while, even though I become exempt from the spazzing when Redd walks up to me and goes, "Hey, Emily, are you OK with riding Denali again? Freckles said you were really good with her, and this is a level lower than you're used to, so you might be the only one that'd be able to control her..." Say yes, of course, since I love Denali (OKAY SO I'M BIASED NOW BECAUSE OF SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED LATER. SHUDDUP. :P).
7:10 - Groom and saddle Denali, not to mention Cowboy and Sampson because their riders are totally inept at saddling. Hug Denali hello and play with her mane while waiting for the slowpokes that STILL aren't done. Talk to Sam, who's riding Cookie-Jay (the name's a long story that I'm not explaining).
7:15 - Start walking. Denali's about 5th (out of 11). We do a few patterns, no trotting or anything yet. Serpentine, figure-8, centerline and crossline, 180 and 360, stuff like that. Would be pretty boring, but nothing's ever boring with Denali.
9:00 - Go back to the cabins and chillax for an hour or so. Nothing too spectacular.
TUESDAY
7:00 - Wake up and get ready for the day. Check the agenda and talk to Sam and Megan. Get dubbed "Erin" by this girl, Courtney, who decided that I don't look like an Emily and instead look like an Erin. Colleen (Courtney's friend) and Courtney decide to call me only Erin for the whole week.
7:45 - Get to Grey Koch. We do flag, and I'm the caller. Go into breakfast, which is eggs and sausage. Camp sausage is the BEST. Anyway, then we do capers.
9:00 - Head back to horse side to groom, saddle, and ride. We trot today, and to my surprise Denali doesn't once slip into a canter. Redd gives me some pointers on my posture, but otherwise looks kind of shell-shocked. I think it's for the same reason I'm surprised. On the other hand, horses like Alaska and Cowboy (both of whom are the wimpiest, easiest horses ever) canter for a few strides each. Alaska wouldn't canter unless you kicked him REALLY hard when he was already at a trot.
12:00 - Go eat lunch, which consisted of a ham wrap, Cheetos, an apple, and my water.
1:00 - Me time. Read my book and talk.
2:00 - Go swimming with Sam and Megan. Deep end's closed for half the time because supposedly a couple people're going to take the swim test, but of course they wimp out. Swim for about an hour and a quarter in the freezing cold water, which is about 10 degrees warmer in the deep end, which opened an hour into that time. Then take a (warm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) shower and dry off.
4:00 - Do archery. I got it into the red (right outside the bullseye ring) twice, the black (next one out) four times, and the white (next one out) twice. Used a lefty bow for like 2 shots, both of which totally shot off into the weeds. Great job, Emily (or Erin, as about half of my cabin-mates have taken to calling me).
5:30 - Flag and dinner. Seriously having mental problems and forgot what we had. Sorry.
6:45 - Walk down to horse side for chores. We scooped hay in the pasture.
8:00 - Horse science was supposed to start, but instead we continued to scoop hay. Redd was just like "What color is [horse name]?" a few times. I knew them all, and decided to shut up after a few answers. Then, when no one else knew, I started answering again to put Redd out of her misery.
9:00 - Head back to the cabins and get ready for bed. Read about 4 pages in my book and write a letter. Still can't find the stupid envelopes.
10:00 - Flashlight time. Mine is still dead.
WEDNESDAY
6:00 - Guess what? We got to wake up reeeally early today to ride. We get ready.
7:00 - Arrive at the horse barn and saddle up a couple horses. Does no one in my group know how to tie a four-knot? I now officially hate leather latigos. They suck.
7:10 - With my help, we saddle up in only 10 minutes and are off. We go on a trail ride, and I coax Denali into a triple-space, then (with only one klick [yes that's how you spell it]) I get her to trot for a few strides. I'm the 2nd horse, right behind Redd, who's riding Simon. Simon's a really pretty frosted App (or maybe a bay roan...but I think he's an App [for those who don't know, frosted Apps and bay roans look exactly the same, just are different breeds]) and he hates it when people are up his butt, but walks at a good pace. ANYWAY, Redd just laughed at me and told me that I had good control and much better posture.
8:10 - Done with the trail ride, and head to the upper arena for some individual and ring riding for the rest of the time. I get Denali into a really measured trot, and Redd's jaw almost unhinges. I crack up, and Denali starts nickering a little bit like she got it. I'm definitely better with her than before, and Redd's spazzing out to Giggles in the center of the arena.
8:30 - We head back to the horse barn to change out of our riding gear, then head down to Big Red (triple-storied barn) for a late breakfast of toast, fruit, orange juice, and these cute little mini bagels.
9:00 - We scoop poop and rake hay for chores, and do "the magazine activity" for horse science. Then we go to our cabins and -- joy of joys! -- change into shorts for the rest of the day. Wow!
12:00 - Head down to zee Grey Koch for lunch, where the counselors are all waiting outside with rolls of duct tape in their hands. Redd tapes my thumb and pointer finger together (on both hands, of course). I end up sitting at a table with Sam, Megan, Courtney, Winona, Redd, and Monty, as well as some younger girls from levels three and lower. We all have an...interesting time trying to eat honey BBQ chicken wraps with our taped-up hands, which supposedly simulate having no thumbs. Even though raccoons have them, and it was called a "raccoon lunch". Nice going, whoever named it.
12:30 - Capers start, and we take the tape off and do them. I'm dish carrier.
1:00 - Me time. I finish my book, then draw some pathetic attempts at horses, and do a weird collage thingy with me and Denali. I actually drew a fairly good horse in that one. Sylvia and Carly assure me that all of my drawings are good, but that's because they just turned 11.
2:00 - Swimming: deep end's open the whole time today, and we begged and pleaded to play Sink the Counselor. No luck; the canoes are down at Stone Lake. Oh, well. Still have a good time.
4:00 - Cooking time!! We go up to Grey Koch and into the dorm kitchens, where we bake some really awesome chocolate chip cookies. We each get 3, Giggles and Redd get 2, and the lifeguards and horse workers get 1 each. They're all warm and gooey and melty and amazing. (: Yum.
5:30 - Walk back to horse side and have a cookout. We made pizza pudgy pies and banana boats, and Redd was watching the fire and being really funny. We begin to get really hyper after having 2 chocolate-y desserts, and get really into laughing and stuff.
7:30 - After the very long cookout, which was super fun, we walk back to program side for art, where we make these weird scratch things that I immediately threw away. We were all really hyper, though, so it was really fun.
9:00 - Arrive back at the cabins and get ready for bed. Sort of. We're all really overtired and slaphappy, especially Syl and Courtney, so we're running around and doing Edward Cullen impersonations. I'm trying to get Syl to stop screaming and jumping off the table. VERY fun time.
10:00 - Supposedly lights out. We sit up and talk for a while, though, and do a few more Edward impersonations. Courtney dubs a few more people a few more names, and we finally fall asleep at almost 11. Oops.
THURSDAY
7:00 - Wake up at the normal time and get ready.
8:00 - Go down to breakfast--chocolate chip muffins and strawberries--and flag. It was really good. Sat with Sam, a bunch of random people, and Andi and Giggles. I "get" to sweep the floor around the table, which actually isn't a bad job, for a caper.
9:00 - We go do chores, which is washing water troughs. Then we learn about feeds and medicine, which I've only gone over ABOUT a million times before. But whatever. It was still cool.
12:00 - We head back in and go to lunch, which is "fun on the run"--I packed myself a turkey sub at breakfast, as well as some other stuff. It was tasteh.
1:00 - Me time. I write another letter and can't find the envelopes. Sam, Megan, and Carly can't either. It's a sad deal, people. Sad deal.
2:00 - Swimming, as usual. I buy this cool light-up thing, a keychain "liscense plate" that says "Elk River" on it, and a stick pen at the lake-side store, and take a really long, warm shower. I'm still scared that the showers were warm every single time. Barbie's showers are NEVER warm. Ever.
4:00 - We cook again, and make these cool things called apple spinners. We melted brown sugar and butter together, then drizzled that and marshmallow taffy over some granny smith apples. It was really good, but when Limbo walked through, Carly and I gave our last pieces (one each) to her because we'd had 2 scoops of the brown sugar mix, which was way too sugary. Limbo thought it was great.
4:30 - Done with the food, we play this game called Sleeping Prey where one person like walks around and tries to make people laugh. So Courtney got up, and I laughed at her because she's hilarious. So I stood up and walked over to Danielle and crouched down to tell a random story. "So I was walking to the park with my friend Kirsten -- not Kiersten, KIRSTEN -- and it was a pretty long walk. But we got there, and..." She laughed. I moved on to Carly. "We got there, and when we got there we got on the swings. The swings were REALLY fun. And then we fell into a sand pit." Suddenly, every single person in the room started clutching their guts with uncontrolled laughter. I'm not kidding. They thought it was THAT funny.
4:45 - We go outside to flag, where Danielle tells me to go up to Limbo and Redd and tell them my story. Basically, after we fall into the sand pit -- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, go the people in my cabin. O.o, goes Emily -- we walk around in a labyrinth of caves and finally make it out when someone hears us yelling from the water fountain, and gets it ripped up and lowers a rope down. Mhm. Limbo asked if we met any animal friends down there, and Redd was just looking at me in this amused-but-weirded-out way. *nodnod*
5:00 - We ate a dinner of pasta and whatever else, which was really good as usual.
6:00 - Head back to horse side and ride, ride, ride. We trot the weaving poles, and I do it at an extremely controlled trot to freak Redd out. It works--she gives me this super, super incredulous look before trying to compose herself and go, "That was really good, Emily." Then a few minutes later, after she talked to Giggles for a little bit (I heard the words "Denali" and "never" a few times), she turned back to me and said, emphasizing it really heavily, "That was REALLY good, Emily. REALLY good job."
6:10 - Sam/Helga and Cookie Jay start trotting the weaving poles, and suddenly Cookie starts to spaz out. He goes to the middle and starts trotting in a circle, and Sam's like "HOLY CRAP", but kind of quietly. Redd has to go over and grab his lead rope, then Sam gets off and sits on a barrel while Redd runs Cookie through the poles again, as if to tell him that he can't get away with slacking off. For the rest of the time, Cook's a little angel, and whenever he stops, he glances over at Redd to make sure she's not coming over. Teehee.
7:30 - We hear screams coming from the cabin area, and they don't sound like the kind of screams you hear when someone nearly gets caught during tag. We're all nervous, but kind of shrug it off.
9:00 - The rest of the lesson is uneventful except that I got a 2.54 on my Spiral, which is only 55 hundreths of a second away from the record. Then we head back to our cabins...
9:10 - ...and find out the reason behind the screaming. There was a hornet's nest about 10 feet away from our cabin, and Sam's sister's group was playing Charades and stepped in it. Most of them got 2 stings, some got 1, and one person got 3.
9:30 - They taped it off and forbid us from so much as talking about it, so when someone came into the cabin from the bathroom (not naming names...) and opened the window to see, Winona--usually a mellow, bubbly person--came in and screamed at us.
9:50 - Winona comes in and apologizes, saying that she'd had a lot to do and that we were by far not the only ones she'd yelled at. Then she gave us all hugs and told us to just go to sleep and not worry about it, and that they'd sprayed the holes with nearly a gallon of insect killer, so they should all be dead.
10:00 - We all passed out, basically, despite plans to stay up until "at least midnight". I woke up briefly to Carly and Syl digging around in their bags, but fell back asleep in a few minutes.
FRIDAY (today)
7:00 - Woke up, got ready, etc. You know the drill by now. ;)
7:45 - CITs did flag, and I requested Murray the Rabbit Boy, which I know for a fact is Redd's favorite song. It's definitely mine, anyway, and all the counselors were like "Ohmygosh I forgot all about that song!! I love that song!!" which made me happy. We sang some other decent songs, too.
8:00 - Went into breakfast, which was bagels and cream cheese, and grapes and toast and cereal. Sat with Andi, Redd, and Danielle, along with some little kids. We were all teasing Redd, and Andi kept stealing Redd's apple juice and drinking it. Redd like looked at her for a second, then laughed and kept eating. Twas very funny, and very yummy too. ;)
9:00 - Headed back to the cabins to pack. I took some pictures of Big Red and people and Little Red and a bunch of stuff, trying to waste pics. I also finished packing first, so I got the great honor of sweeping the cabin. Just in case you didn't know, the cabins/treehouses get REALLY disgustingly dusty and dirty and...just...disgusting. From half the room, I got the equivalent of like 2 weeks' worth of sweeping at meals. It's really gross.
9:30 - Starts raining out. We all get really nervous.
10:00 - We go out to the horse barn to prep the horses, and Redd and Frecks say that there's a good chance that there won't be a show. We go to Little Red and watch Spirit while eating popcorn and marshmallows and raisins and some of this honey-cinnamon cereal of some sort.
12:30 - We check outside, and it's still raining. We head back to our cabins and I play Mancala against Sam. I beat her 7-4 (games won).
2:10 - We do this weird skit and talk about what we learned in horse science and stuff. It was really pathetically sad and retarded. Basically we went like "I rode [name]. (S)he's a [color] [breed]. My favorite thing about them was [blankity blank]." And then we answered questions about meds, feed, breeds, etc, etc, etc. Very stupid. Then we got our stuff and left.
3:30 - Got home and went through my school supplies.
3:50 - Got online and talked to Kali and Rae.
THE END!!!!!!!!! Told you it'd be long. Took me like 4 hours to write, too, because I was talking to Kali and Rae while writing it. Kaliyan wants me to read Janet's story and update TT, Rae wants me to watch FMA and read Wing It, and...just chill, you guys. My god.
Buh-bye.
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
July 30, 2009
New Song
So I was just getting my cell phone from upstairs, and while I was walking up the stairs all of a sudden I started singing, out loud, "Will you stand by me-e-e, whenever I am down," which actually happens to me a lot, so I kind of thought of the chorus while I was unplugging my cell phone and walking back down, then I made up the verses just of the top of my head, trying to go with the storyline, and now I have a song. :D If I TRY to write songs, they all end up sounding the same, but when I just go from when I randomly start singing stuff...
SO ANYWAY, without further ado, this is my new song as of about a minute ago, titled "Stand By Me".
KEY:
, = lowish note
- = middlish note
* = highish note
> = hold it 1 beat longer
When two symbols are right next to each other, imagine eighth notes. When there's a space between them, imagine quarter notes. I guess. Sorta. Lol.
(So now you can sort of sing along if you use your imagination a little. :D)
I don’t know
-- -
If you trust me when I say
/ -- * * -* -
I think I love you
/ / --- * *>
And I don’t know
/ --- -
If you would like it if I stayed
/ --- * * -* -
And I wonder if you, ooh
-- -- ** / ->
Will stand by me,
- - * -
Whenever I am down?
- ** - -- -
Will you stand by me,
* * - * -
Even when you wear the crown?
-- ** -- ---
Will you STAND by me,
-- * * -
Keep me warm, keep me safe?
-- * ** -
Just stand by me
- * * ---
And light up the whole word today
- - - - * *-, -,
I don’t know
-- -
If you are trustworthy
- -- ** ---
But I love you
-- * *>
And I don’t know
--- -
If you respect me
--- **
But I believe that
-- -**
You will stand by me,
- - * -
Whenever I am down.
- ** - -- -
You will stand by me,
* * - * -
Even when you wear the crown.
-- ** -- ---
Yes, you will STAND by me,
- - - * * *
Keep me warm, keep me safe.
-- * -- ,
Just stand by me
- - * --,
And light up the whole word today
- - * * - *-, -,
Light up the whole world today!
- * * - *-, -,
Light up the whole wo-o-orld, toooooday
-> * * - *>->, / / ->>,>>>>
The end. Hope you liked it...and...yeah....wooooooo for random songs...
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
July 28, 2009
Heehee. Failure.
So I was drawing on my markerboard last night, because I got bored and wanted to draw Skylar. And--lo and behold--I drew a REALLY GOOD one. As you can probably guess, that REALLY GOOD one is not the one up there (*pokes the pic with "FAIL" written underneath it*) So, yeah, that one failed. Go ahead, laugh; I know I did. I cracked up at myself cuz that drawing was so fail-tastic. But the other one, I swear, was amazing...especially for me, The Girl Who Can't Draw. But I'd think it was amazing ANYWAY.
But yeah, so that's your laugh of the day. Don't think you're laughing at me; you're laughing with me, and I'm probably laughing harder... :P
That's all for now. Just wanted you to see how badly I draw sometimes.
(At least the mouth is OK...but it's just a little slash-y thing...which 3-year-olds can--and do--draw. :D)
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
July 26, 2009
MEG and Me...
So I randomly decided to call Mr. Evil Guy "MEG" once today, and Rae totally got on the bus and loved it. And then she decided to draw Mr. Evil Guy and I...um, kissing, which may or may not happen, and she wrote "Meg <3 Emily" on it. Like, not "MEG", but "Meg". I was like "WTF RAE??? xDDDD"
Anyway. That's my random thing for today.
I've also found that Saint is hilariously funny, especially her Poetry Corner. And the Name Game.
Saint: You know who you can't play the Name Game with?
Fang: Do I wanna know?
Saint: Chuck Chuck bo Buck, Banana Fanna fo Fu--
Fang: We get it!
-a few more exchanges-
Saint: Can't do it with Mitch, either.
Anyway, yeah. Saint's awesome. She sang the McDonald's "Filet O' Fish" song, too, which I'd forgotten about...Made my day...OH. Here's a poem by her.
I suffer from crappy migraines
I hate them very much
When I have these stupid things
I am out of touch
Yeah, I know Max gets her headaches
But her's last for just a stitch
Mine last for hours and hours on end
And they hurt like a--
Fang: We get it.
Yup. She doesn't actually own Fang, but she apparently "kidnapped" him...so...ANYWAY. Saint rocks, and Meg's real name is NOT Meg. It's either Shane or Zane. Can't decide which right now. But I'm calling him Meg (when I'm not writing TT, that is. In TT he'll be Shane or Zane.)
Anyway...that's it. BYE!
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
July 21, 2009
To anyone who's taken the Mary Sue test...
...I just took it with a few characters.
I got 12 (I AM a wimp, stupid test, and I do poke fun at myself, but only because I think it's so pathetic that it's extremely funny. Anywayyyy...), Skylar got 29, and Edward (as in Cullen, yes, who is copyrighted Stephanie Meyer. I took the test because I despise him and thought that he was a Mary Sue when I read the first sentence about him [just for the record, yknow] in Twilight) got 154. No typo. One hundred and fifty four.
And the rubric says that over 50 or so is very, very bad, and that you should kill it dead and start over. Soooooo, bye-bye Edward.
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
July 17, 2009
Always There, by Brennan and Emily
Key:
Italic - lyrics
Bold - disclaimer
Normal - explanation
Bold, italic - the word "Key"
You go for a smile and you give me a laugh
Try for a tear and you cry on my lap
You're always there for me
You always will be, ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh
Whenever I'm down, you make me smile
Try for a jog, and you run a few miles
You're always there for me, you always will be
Ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, yeah.
Sometimes I am a little too loud
A little too hyper, but you're always proud
You're always there for me, you always will be
||: Ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh :||
||: Ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh :|| oh.
When I screw up, when I'm just not okay
'N when my emotions are in disarray
You make everything go far away and you say
||: "I love you anyway" :|| anyway.
Well, you go for a smile, and you give me a laugh
Try for a tear and you cry on my lap
You're always there for me, you always will be
Ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, woah!
You go for a smile and you give me a laugh
Try for a tear and you cry on my lap
You're always there for me; you always will be
Yeah, you're always there for me; you always will be
You're always there for me, and always will be
These lyrics are completely, 100% copyrighted me and Brennan, and the music (which I'm SO not typing up for you) is also copyrighted to our band, Golden Hour. Don't steal, or I'll come find you and kill you slowly and painfully. We worked really, really hard on this, and it's not nice to steal and/or be mean.
So, my new friend Brennan and I wrote these lyrics, as I said, this week at band camp...and it was pretty sweet. This is by far our favorite song, and we totally opened the show (of 6 bands) with it. Yep. That's right. We were the opening band. xD AAAANYWAY, yeah. Just randomly make up a tune for it, but I'm pretty sure you'll never succeed in getting the actual tune...or else I'll be really surprised...but yeah.
Peace out, home skittles!
-Emilee
Future, by Rosalie and Emily
NOTE: Look at the stuff in the post above this for more info.
ALSO: When it's italic and underlined, it's something that happens. And when it's in parenthesis, it's something that the backup singer for that moment would sing. Like if I was doing that part of the song as lead, then Brennan or Rosie would sing the "backup singer" part.
This is by Rosalie/Rosie (THIS WAS BEFORE TWILIGHT, REMEMBER) and I, called Future, Living in the Future, The Future, React, a lot of stuff. It's probably the second-best song we wrote. It's pretty cool.
Ooh, I'm living in the future all the time
Nothing but the future's on my mind
I won't slow down, I won't go back
Since I am here I must react
Waiting for something to happen (to me)
Changing, changing so suddenly (suddenly)
Living in the future all the time
Nothing but the future's on my mind
I won't slow down, I won't go back
Since I am here I must react
(guitar solo)
Waiting for a distraction (from this)
Aching feeling I have about it (everything)
Living in the future all the time
Nothing but the future's on my mind
I won't slow down, I won't go back
Since I am here I must react
||: ||: Must react, must react
(Changing...waiting...aching...) :|| :||
(awesome bleepy thing on the keys)
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
Gumball Rain, by the whole band (Brennan, Rosalie, Bailey, Maria, and Emily)
So all of us actually wrote this song, because we were feeling extremely hyper that day and felt like writing a song about gumballs raining from the sky.
Bailey: Dude, I want some gum. Like really bad.
Maria: Me too.
Brennan: Yeah, me too. Weirdly, I want gumballs.
Us: *at a loss for a topic for a new song*
Me: Let's totally write a song about gumballs.
Us: *laugh*
Bailey: No, we seriously should.
Rosalie: About...*listens to the rain*
Brennan: Umm...
Bailey: About gumballs RAINING FROM THE SKY.
Anyway, here's the song that we ended up with, after a little bit of trepidation, Gumball Rain.
(BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM)
Maria: Do you guys hear that?
Me, sarcastically: No, we don't hear it.
Maria: You don't have to be sarcastic or anything.
Brennan: Yeah, ok, we hear it. What IS it?
Maria: I don't know!
Us: *look back at the big-screen*
Big-screen: *shows gumballs falling down*
Maria: Ohmygod, it's raining gumballs!
(music starts)
It's raining gumballs!
GUM. BALL. RAIN.
It's raining gumballs!
GUM. BALL. RAIN.
Guuuumbaaaall raaaaiiin.
They are round, they are small
Lots of flavors, try them all!
You can get 'em at the mall,
You can get 'em when you fall.
It's raining gumballs!
GUM. BALL. RAIN.
It's raining gumballs!
GUM. BALL. RAIN.
Guuuumbaaaall raaaaiiin.
They are red, they are orange
They are yellow, green, and blue
They are black, they are white
And pink and purple too
It's raining gumballs!
GUM. BALL. RAIN.
It's raining gumballs!
GUM. BALL. RAIN.
Guuuumm (aka: nothing is supposed to be here, but we always screw up and do that before we realize that hey, we weren't supposed to sing anything.)
(boom boom clap, boom boom clap)
Maria: Okay everybody, put your hands together!
Me: When we say "gumball", you say "rain"!
Gumball (rain)
Gumball (rain)
Gumball (rain)
Gumball (rain)
(drum fill)
It's raining gumballs! (meanwhile audience goes, "Gumball rain")
GUM. BALL. RAIN. (audience too)
It's raining gumballs! (meanwhile, "Gumball rain")
GUM. BALL. RAIN. (audience too)
Guuuuuuuumbaaaaaaaaaaall raaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiin. (audience goes "Gumball--oh")
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
July 11, 2009
I know I posted yesterday...
...but, also yesterday, I went to Cirque du Soleil on half-priced tickets from my circus, along with Madison and Shaye (who's on a different trap). It was super amazing and awesome. :D
Some highlights:
- There was a Wheel of Death, chair-stacking(one of my faves), sns unicycling, some EPIC contortion, and (definitely the funniest of the show,) a pickpocket. There were also clowns, of course, and a storyline and whatever. Amazing!!! I love the Wheel of Death, especially the Soleil version of it. They always do some craaazy things.
- The contortion people were...not even gonna talk about it in-depth. I swear to god they had no vertebrae in their backs. It was really creepy.
- I wore my Cirque Juventas shirt there, and the performers were all giving me compliments and stuff. It was pretty sweet. When I walked into the first tent, one of the German Swing people came up to me and asked me about triple. I was like "...:D:D:D:D." But yeah. Cool stuff.
- During the clowning act, Shaye (who was sitting right next to me) started like screaming kind of quietly, randomly, and I looked over to see her chair rising into the air, on a metal pole thing. Then the spotlight came on her and everyone started like spazzing out. SO funny. She was laughing her head off, and so was I.
- Aaaaaaaaaand I forgot what else I was going to say.
- I'm going to Wizard of Oz today...which won't be nearly as awesome as Cirque du Soleil, of course, but still.
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
AFTERNOTE: The play was good, and this one guy looks exactly like Taylor Lautner. <3 <3 <3 Anyway, bye.
July 10, 2009
Dream
Because I feel like it, that's why.
So I go outside with a radio and I tie it to this huge balloon, and then let it go playing “Soaring” from High School Musical. It’s floating up and away when all of a sudden I see this other balloon descending, so I wait and see what it is. Beneath the balloon is a basket with a bunch of peeps and chocolate, as well as some apple sauce (I know, random).
I take it inside, wondering why I got a huge basket of junk food and apple sauce, and took it up to my room to go through it without my family seeing it, in case there was something inside that only I should see (Again, I don’t know).
When I got to my bedroom door, there were about 30 more baskets sitting there. My mom came out of her room just after I’d set my basket down, and looked at the other ones. “They were just sitting in a pile at the garage door, with balloons tied to them. I don’t know what they are, but the chocolate’s still good, so… I don’t know, maybe it’s some sort of…um…”
“Yeah…I found one when I was outside. It was coming down from the sky like the balloon had been floating for a while, and it went right into the garage door, so I took it inside.” I went through the other baskets and found that they were all filled with chocolate, peeps, apple sauce, gum, and all sorts of other foods, mostly junk.
“Why would someone send us all this stuff?” I asked. And then I woke up.
I just haven't posted for about (OK, exactly) a week, so I figured I'd post about something, and I had that weird dream last night, so I posted about it.
(A QUICK NOTE FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW ME VERY WELL: I hate peeps. I hate peeps. I hate them I hate them I hate them I hate them I hate them. Just saying, so chocolate, apple sauce, and peeps aren't like my three favorite foods or anything. Chocolate, root beer, and orange Tic-Tacs [or steak, instead of the Tic-Tacs] are probably my favorites.)
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
July 3, 2009
My memes
They're really tiny, I know, and even if you click on them and get the bigger picture they're tiny. But I can't make them any bigger, because when I zoom in it doesn't save the pictures--sorry. IM me with help, which is SOOO appreciated, or to get the bigger picture (yes I get the pun).
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
July 2, 2009
We call it Elk River, Elk River, Elk River, Elk River, Elk...
Camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome camp was awesome.
And speaking of awesome, "Captain Awesome" was there this week. So was "Redd". So was "Miley". So was "Andi". So was Cam (YAY!). So was (Cait)Lin. So were other people that I'd never met before (especially Megan, who had my horse too.)
Speaking of my horsie, she was so hyper. SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SOOOOOO hyper. She walked when we were supposed to be still, trotted when we were walking, loped when we were trotting, and cantered when we were loping. But she was soooo pretty, even though my weird digital camera (which was $10 at Walgreens, which explains its nonexistent memory) ran out of memory space before I could get pics. Hopefully my mom got some, though. She probably did.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, her name was Denali, which is a majorly cool name (I think, anyway). She's a sorrel chestnut, which is my SECOND favorite kind of horse (bays kick butt though. xD), and stuff. But yeah...I'll post more on the River later, because I'm lazy and don't want to right now. Hahaha.
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
P.S: I put some pics up on Facebook, if you want to look. I'm gonna load some more, mostly of my fellow horse campers, later. For now you just get (old) pics of the buildings (and Stone Lake). So.
June 27, 2009
So.
So. The new TT has been started. Yippee.
Ohhhhh, and I'm going to the River next week, so I won't be on at all. I'll be having a blast with Cam and Redd and Monty and Jazz and peeps. :D I'll take a journal so I can remember everything I wanna tell you from there.
Also, I've been working on editing some random pictures, by Rae, because one of them looked a lot like me and I wanted to make it look MORE like me, and from there one of them looked like Skylar and I was bored so I messed with it, and from THERE Kaliyan wanted one (it's messed up, though. Sorry Kali.), and from there I got bored again. So anyway, the originals are 100% © Rachel, and the finals and IPs are 100% © me. Please ask either me or Rae, depending on the picture, for permission if you want to use them. Thanks.
The end.
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
P.S: You can find some of the pics at the bottom of the blog, if you care. I show the original (by Rae), the WIP pics (by Rae and add-ons by me), and the final product (by Rae with a lot of add-ons by me).
June 25, 2009
DISCONTINUED
TWIN TELEPATHY HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED BECAUSE IT WAS TOO RANDOM AND DID NOT HAVE A PRE-WRITTEN PLOT OUTLINE OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT. IF YOU OBJECT, THEN THAT'S TOO DARN BAD. THIS BLOG WILL NOT BE REMOVED, SO YOU ARE FREE TO PERUSE WHAT HAS BEEN PREVIOUSLY POSTED. IN FACT, PLEASE DO, FOR OLD TIMES' SAKE. OR WHATEVER REASON YOU HAVE FOR READING THE OLD TWIN TELEPATHY.
I'm in the process of making a new blog, and hopefully (HOPEFULLY!!!!) will configure a plot of some sort soon. Until then, the story won't go on.
ALSO: I will most probably be using some direct quotes and some sort-of-happenings in the next story. If you have a quote or happening that you absolutely need in the story, either email me or comment on this blog. If you don't have the time or will to do either, then that's too bad, cuz your desired part won't go in the story unless I or someone else decides that it's worthy.
Even if you do request a part, it doesn't have a 100% chance of being in the story. I'm sorry, but if you choose a completely idiotic part from OTT (Old Twin Telepathy) to be in NTT (if you don't get that, then go back to school please), I'm not putting it in there just because you said so. But requesting things does bring the part to my attention and drastically increases its chances of getting in.
Thanks for your cooperation (not that you have any choice in the matter)!
Just a note for you all who aren't allowed at the story blog. You will be allowed at the new one, for a short while if not permanently.
LONG STORY SHORT (FOR THE CHEATERS):
Twin Telepathy is no more, but I'm making a new one.
/ | \ -- |
\/|\/ - .
-Emilee
June 20, 2009
Target shoot and new sig
First off, I got to go to a professional photo shoot on Friday (yesterday), for Target (you know. Tarjay Boutique? Wal-Mart's arch enemy? Yeah, that one). They were advertising Schwinn bikes. The model was so prissy and spoiled that she had to have 2 of the crew members come buckle her helmet for her. We were sworn to secrecy and actually had to sign this thing that said we wouldn't get paid or anything, and wouldn't leak to the public. So I can't post it on Facebook, peeps -- sorry. :( But yeah, that was fantastic and amazing and spectacular and awesome and all sorts of words like that.
Secondly, I went to this old car thing today. Just got back. It was enthralling (NOT). There were like a bajillion cars all parked along the road and we walked back and forth and back and forth looking at the cars (Mom: Ooh, there goes a Caddy!!! Me: Wow, it's a car. Mom: Oooooh, how 'bout that Bell-Air?? Me: Amazing. It's another car.) I did get Sweet Martha's cookies though, which helped. It was still really hot though.
And finally, check out my new signature! Isn't it awesome?! It's a bomb froggie!
(\--/)
(.>__<.)
^^^`´^^^
June 16, 2009
Orange
...It's not just a color, it's a flavor, too!
That's a really long story from camp, where so-called "MITY finers" study everything from algebra/trigonometry (WHY WOULD YOU DO TRIG ON SUMMER VACAY??? [Not summer school trig, mind you, but trig because you want to do it. This is for people who are totally into trig and want to just do it to do it.] WHY????) to CSI to broadcast journalism, which is what I'm doing.
Yesterday, Emma, Hanwen, and I did a report/section/thingie on the creative writing class, which is basically for super hard-core writers with creepy huge vocabularies. I mean, I have a pretty extensive vocab, and can use it when I need to, but these people use it ALL THE TIME. It's disturbing.
Anyway, today we did a thing on squirrels, just in general, and interviewed Rec (Mr. Rec, Reccy, Rec...The rec guy) on his squirrel experiences. Then I did a solo project on Sharods, the Challenge, and the Gauntlet, especially the Challenge.
And...and...and...I don't really have much more to say except that I won't be on until 4:30/5 central time on Wednesday(tomorrow)-Friday, and then Monday-Friday the next week, except for maybe an hour on my phone during lunch time. And that's just YIM.
Soooooooooooooooooooooo that's it fo now. Later.
Peace.
-Emiliano
