So, I was just doing my thing the other day (whatever a thing like mine is) and I realized very suddenly that I had once again completely forgotten that xanga existed!! But when I went to the site and logged in, I found that Xanga is giving in to peer pressure and changing it's look around. Not at all what it used to be...

Well, to the few and faithful, I'm sorry for having neglected you. Honestly, though, you are pretty hopeless if you haven't realized by now that I tend to do that fairly often, if not updating my blog is, in truth, neglect...But, my life has quickly turned into a mania of college and classmates, library visits and lunies, work and weirdos, music lessons and maniacs, violin groups and vampire-like people, piano and politicians...the list goes on and on. but, my point is life is just as hectic as ever, if not even a little more.

I find myself involutnarily leading the life of a monk...ish, at least...sleep, wake up early early in the morning, eat, read the Word, pray, study, work, work some more, fast, work, study, fast, work, eat, study, work, and sleep (at last!). I just wish I had the heart to accept my fate instead of constantly complaining about it. I mean at least I'm more in shape than I've been in a long long time, and at least I'm not gaining the Freshman 15 right?? I should be happy but I keep finding myself remaining discontent. wow...I should work on my monk-like characterstics.

So, in case you people didn't know, I have finally moved out of the Dark Ages and took it upon myself to discover Facebook with Grace Anne's help. It was love at first accepted Friend request. I find myself making goals daily not to make better grades, study harder, change the world, but instead stay on Facebook for no longer than 30 minutes. I mean really? What is that? 

It's not like I have forever to ramble on and on, and so I'll wrap things up. First, if you attend college in your home town, rethink it or at least wake up before 6:00 so you can leave in enough time to get ideal parking. Second, don't expect me to write more than once a year. Third, when walking through huge crowds, talk to yourself or your phone. it works. Fourth, make the deciscion to be a monk today. it will change your life in more ways than you hoped. Fifth, get a Facebook if you don't have one.

 Take care and God bless.

Emily

I do believe that Xanga has slipped into the Dark Ages. I still get my daily xanga subscription (by e-mail) and every once in a while someone like Monica or Hannah Treadway posts pictures to update their lives, but other than that nobody ever writes. yay. not even me, and I don't have the facebook and myspace excuse. I'm just set in my ways, I guess. like an old lady.

Well, I did finish high school (for all those who rely on my xanga to stay informed). I finished and am (not) happily preparing for freshman orientation. There's a part of me that wants to know what people will think of me, and then there's the other part of me that just wants to keep people in their ignorance about my amazingness. Am I shy? NO. Am I reserved? NO. So what's my problem? you tell me. I'm scared silly and I don't know why. ...

I get to be a counselor this summer and slowly rise to the ripened state of maturity. I'm not sure how good I'll be, but I am excited. I want to lead people in paths untrodden and all that jazz. I want to be a leader, and a good one. Easier said than done for me. I like to imagine myself being a truly amazing person, and then I'm incredibly disappointed in myself when I find I'm not. Oh well, such is life.

Well, y'all be good. Stay alive, do your thing. I'll be doing mine over here.

I don't expect any comments from this post since many (in fact, all) of my friends and peers have left Xanga in the dust and turned to the "new"-er and very cool Facebook. but that's okay. While I refuse to follow the culture's fanciful whims, I don't look down on those who do. (Actually, I too would use it if I could provide my parents with an excuse as to how it could/would positively affect my grades...) Anyway, yes! update I shall.

I finally, at very long last see the light at the end of the tunnel. Right now, I admit, it looks a little closer than it actually is, but that's okay because I'm almost there.  I have almost  completed highschool forever. My last year is a little stressful and a lot of fun. I am, of course, playing my last year of basketball and orchestra. Speech contests occupy a portion of my time, and the school newspaper is starting to hog every single pure minute of time I have to spare. but, no more SATs!! trying to maintain a positive attitude about my senioritus at a small school is very hard to do. After all, everyone there is constantly "acting" sad about it (with the exception of Kelley... :). She alone understands where I'm coming from.) That's okay, though, because I'm pretty much going to SFA. though, it's not definite, it's way more definite than any other of my options. just for those who have never tried, try getting a scholarship as the lower 50% of your class. For some reason, colleges aren't very apt to offer me any. esp. for my science scores. hehe.

Well, that's about all the update I can take. Why waste my life story on an unfriendly computer screen? plus...I have a paper/speech to work on.

(Thanks L.A.W.)

I just realized the other day, I actually get to vote in the next presidential election. wow. I don't know about anyone else out there, but that just scares me. Earth to me.

I guess I've learned to accept that time does truly keep moving on, and no matter how much I want to go back, I really can't (it took me a couple of tries to figure that out...). It's kind of hard for me to come to terms with my mortality and weaknesses.

Piano 101 - don't be "over-passionate" when playing a chord. your finger will bleed. and it hurts. BAD.

So, I went to RYLA earlier this month. wow. RYLA (Rotary Youth Leadership Awards) is a camp for juniors who are "recognized" as leaders (I know you're going, "Hehe, Emily recognized as a leader...hehe..." - I know...me too. more on that later.). Anyway, it's only two days and I went with Kelley and we had a wild time. The story really deserves more than a written explanation. You will have to get the story from me later (if you want it) in person. :)

Well, that's you're first of four annual updates. :D just kidding. I'll try to update a little more often. ... try. ... key word.

:)

Emily

well...it's been a very long while...

Guess What?!?! I have a brother who is almost 20! *runs and hides* NO! this is not allowed to happen. Daniel is not going to grow up and become a non-teenager. ... ugh... ... 20 years old?? I don't think so... what happened to the good old days when it seemed like nobody ever got any older? All of a sudden WHOOSH!! he's 19 and WHOOSH again!! he's 20!!! NO NO NO!! *kills and mutilates time* I'm in serious denial... come Nov. 14 Daniel will still be 19... so there.

So, um...whoever has ever attempted to read Thucydides raise their hands and feet. death and desparity... I can't believe I'm being murdered by a book. talk about humiliation....

We just finished *sobs uncontrollably* our annual church retreat. That is seriously sad. I'm still crying biscuits over that. Why must I only get to see these people once a year? It's not fair... *stomps feet*  I had SO much fun with all the crazy and most insanely-loved-by-me people gardens from Houston, San Antonio, Weatherford, and Waco. I really just can't believe that two days can fly by that fast. heh... also, I never knew it was possible to get blisters on your toesies but you sure can...I think it's from trying to learn the pretzel (which I can finally do now!!) or something...all I know is that I am in deepest of agonies...it adds to the sadness. who knew there were downsides to happiness? certainly not me...

Since when do I crawl under tables and chairs? I'll tell you when...since humiliation of the extremes sunk me that low. do not fear Henri...you will surely die. by me. soon.

:)

Did I mention that I love all you guys out there (esp. the junior mom...:))? well, here's to all of you...