Today I had a slight out of body experience in Youth Leadership Surry. I was writing my name and I was wondering if my name fit w/ my personality, because I didn't feel very 'emma' today. I looked at it and got the weirdest feeling that I wasn't me and what I would think of someone named Emma if I didn't know me. You know, if I would match what people think an 'Emma' would be like. It was really weird. It was so weird that I tried to savor it for a long time so I would be able to write about it. Just when I was getting a pretty good grasp on it, I lost the feeling. Then I wrote on my hand to remember to blog about it. It was an awesomely weird feeling. I get those every once and a while and I like to write abou them. Okey dokey, I must go read Huck Finn... I feel bad because I think this blog would have been better if I wasn't rushing to go read. Whatever. Okey dokey folkey's... au revoir!

I'm trying to build callouses. Wish me luck.

bohemian rhapsody... in pictures

Things that make me happy:

- playing bass guitar
- that 6-flags commercial
- reminiscing about good ol' refvem/menear quality fun times on Grandview
- thinking about governer's school
- typing with semi-formed callouses on my fingers
- getting out of spanish class to help Nancy w/ her Pre-Cal while she's in Journalism
- wearing glow-in-the-dark shoes
- finishing my homework early
- sleep

woot woot i'm gonna learn the bass guitar

Holy Cow spring is almost here. It makes me bastante happy. I love wearing shorts and not feeling overly hot, and I like wearing pants and a short sleeved t-shirt at night, and not needing a jacket. I hate winter. Yay!!!

Right, so last night I went to see SNL. Fun times to the max. Highlights of the evening included Deep Thoughts with Brad Clifton... totally cracking me up, Coach Belton playing Coach Price... yet again cracking me up, and some great political humor. Gotta love it. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Can't wait till next year's... maybe I'll be in it, if I don't die from all these AP classes I'm gonna take. I might just die. It is quite possible.

News flash: I've just discovered what my wardrobe lacks- dresses. I have all the shorts and t-shirts I could ever want, and so spring shopping would be merely trivial and possibly useless if I just looked for these things. In the past, I have never needed dresses for the summer because I've been going to Cheerio, where one can get by with maybe a skirt or two. When I'm at home in the summer, I just wear a jean skirt or my white linnen pants with various t-shirts. This summer, however, I'll be needing some dresses for Gov's School. Fun times. I guess that means I'll have to do some dress shopping soon. I like getting clothes shopping done all at one time. Otherwise I get really tired and headachey and it loses its fun... fast. So I guess some random free saturday I'll go buy some dresses. Sounds like fun.

Quote of the Day:

"I have no professional training. I already gave my best. I have no regrets at all." -William Hung

Sometimes I think that I want to stay up late and watch Law and Orders and have fun like that. Then days like today happen, and I am quickly brought back to reality. I must sleep now. For a long time.

Sometimes I like being a girl. Other times I despise my fellow females, porque they give us bad reputations. When I think about things like Prom, I initially think: "Yay! I get to get dressed up in a pretty dress with pretty makeup and pretty shoes and dance and have a date!!" and other fun things like that. Then I talk to my friends, and I forget about the fun parts and start thinking about who will be mad if we go here with them, or why this person is going with this person, and on and on and on like that. It ruins it. I think from now on, I want to concentrate on the fun aspects of Prom, and stop talking about the messy stuff. If it gets messy, I'll just start thinking about other fun things. My life doesn't revolve around the drama involved with Prom. Sometimes I just can't wait for summer, where I will be away from it all. I'll meet new friends and have fun and then there won't be any drama. Oh, there might be... but I'll just ignore it like I'll do now. See? It's easy. I'll just think about fun things, like the fact that it's getting warmer and I can break out my T-shirts. Or the fact that my hair is getting longer and more fun to play with. Or going to see SNL this Saturday. That's fun! See, I'm getting over it already. Thanks for listening, guys!!!

Today it's Saturday, but it feels like Sunday. Yesterday was Friday, but it felt like Saturday. Weird how that works. If it keeps going on that trend, will tomorrow feel like Monday? Or will tomorrow feel like a 'regular' Sunday, and today just feels like a 'blast from the past' Sunday... back when Dad was on the computer all the time and I had nowhere to go but home. These days, Sundays are hecka crowded. This week has been interesting. Full of thought and introspection. Do I want to go to Stanford when Davidson is really nice too just a little cheaper and closer? Do I want to make up a major at Davidson and have to write a 100 page thesis as a senior? What is Governers School gonna be like? Why don't any prom dress stores ever have a size 11/12? Why did two freshman get to go up on quiz bowl when I've been here for 3 years? Why can't Mrs. Stanley ever make any decisions? Oh, and Why did the two freshman she chose happen to be the ones that just flirt in practice and never get anything done, while others of us (yes US) answer questions? These are some questions that I will have to think about for a while. Which is why there is one more day of spring break. Halleluia. I have one more day to relax before the chaos we like to call school commences. Halleluia.

So on Thursday I toured Davidson. Nice and small and cute. Very cute. It cracks me up that they assign roomates using the Myers-Briggs. Ha, ha, ha and ha. Will and I have decided that Myers's wife was an INFP and his overbearing mom was an ESTJ. Silly man. I can't wait to see what my real results are. Mom thinks that the version I took was biased because it was abbreviated and will read it to me. Hah.

Today I hiked Stone Mtn. I like hiking after I have hiked, because I forget about the terrible pain I went through on the way up. Oxygen decreases as the need for it increases. Hiking up the rock is the worst part. Then it becomes all fun and games and stuff. And then I remember the part of hiking that I like. From the top I could see Camp Cheerio and it made me sad. Very sad. I wish I was there. Pooey. Now I'm going to Governer's School West at Salem College instead of my favorite place in the world with my favorite people in the world. But now I'm excited to meet new people an have tons of fun this summer. Wow I'm sounding like a totally cheezy person trying to apply to get to go to Governers School or something. Whatever. Ok, nothing else to say. Adios.

I have good news and bad news. The good news is that I'm back. The bad news is that I'm not in California, and it's cold. I'll get over it. We got a new computer- a Dell. Of course I'm going to say it- "Dude, You're gettin' a Dell". Too bad that guy got fired or something... doobies will do that to ya. This computer rocks. Now I can get on the computer without it randomly dying or anything.

So it's spring break, and nobody around here is doing anything. A lot of Juniors are visiting college campuses, myself included. Tomorrow I'll go tour Davidson... and then go shopping. (there's always an ulterior motive) Spring Break really sucks when it's in the 40's or 50's. It ruins the whole atmosphere. Soon the sun will start shining, and the temperature will start rising, and the school administration will keep cracking down on short skirts/shorts. I'm seriosly thinking of converting to capri's from here on out. Ok, maybe not. I'll still wear my long shorts. Ok who am I kidding? My shorts aren't that short, my arms are just ridiculously long. I haven't been called out in the past two years for anything of that nature, so as long as I don't make any drastic wardrobe changes, I'll be alright.

On another note... Happy St. Patrick's Day! If you are not wearing green, consider yourself pinched by me. I could probably fool a few people into thinking that I'm Irish, but I can't really back that up. Just the red hair. Ok, it's time for me to depart. If you see any leprochauns (whoa i don't know how to spell that)... tell them I said "Top o' the mornin to ya".

I never want to leave this place. It is 80 degrees. There are palm trees. It is beautiful. I visited Stanford today. Holy cow that place is huge. There are a moderate amount of people there (14,000 - 6500 undergrad, 7500 grad) and the campus is about 8,000 acres. whoa there. Most of it is wildlife preserve, so the actual buildings cover about 2,500 acres. My feet and my brain hurt. So much to take in. I don't want to go back to 50 degree weather. Darn it. I'll savor it while I can. Ok... I must depart for dinner at Chevy's. You probably don't know what that is... it's a CA thing. hah. Oh yeah, and on Sunday I got to go to In-N-Out. Just one of the many things I love about this state.

Greetings to you all from a computer that works. Too bad I had to travel all the way to California to get it. That's right, I'm in California. I haven't posted for the past 8 days because our computer has finally decided to stop working. It was inevitable. I am here in 80 degree weather in the Bay Area of California. My spring break started by leaving Stats early to drive to Greensboro, where I took a 40 minute flight to Charlotte. I then waited in Charlotte from 4:45 to 6:35. Holy Cow. Then I flew from Charlotte to San Fransisco, where I met my Dad (who had been at conferences here all week). I then proceeded to spend the night in San Carlos a la casa de mis tios. I woke up thinking it was probably noon or something, when in all reality it was only 7:30. That's Jet Lag for ya. I ate some Honey Nut Cheerios, watched some Tivo'd Queer Eye for the Straight Guy, then scooted on over here to Burlingame (5 minutes outside of San Fran). I have most recently taken a break from watching basketball games to come and blog... something that has become unfortunately unfamiliar to me. I miss blogging. I miss having a computer that works. Darn it. I'm excited about this trip, though. Tomorrow I am going back to my "hometown", I guess you could say, of Vacaville for church. Then it's off to my cousin's house in Livermore for some fun-filled Family times. On Monday I'm going to visit Stanford. I am totally pumped about that. In the mean time, I'll just have to watch Stanford on TV- in the Pacific 10 tournament. Stanford vs. Washington. Exciting. Hasta manana, folks!

Sorry about the lack of posting. Our computer is muy estupido and always cuts off. It must have a virus. Or it is probably just too old. So I can't post a long thing for two reasons. reason numero uno- I don't have anything to say. and reason numero dos- I don't know how long I have to say it. So maybe there will be one tomorrow. Wish me luck at the play. Adios, amigos!