<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:28:41.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a rAndOm PeRsonS tHouGHts</title><subtitle type='html'>The Not-So Poetic Rambling of Me, Myself, and I</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-112715832561406245</id><published>2005-09-19T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T15:32:05.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Dan Man:</title><summary type='text'>Dan Manwhen you read this some day at your computer in you dorm room at Tufts go immediatley and post a blog entry. I have restarted to keep you in touch with my life, and any other random people who still read this, so you have to too. OK? GOOOOOOD.Recap of my first 2 weeks at school:-got drunk for the first 6 nights I was here....all very blurry had a lot of fun-Rushed-Got a bid and am now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/112715832561406245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=112715832561406245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/112715832561406245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/112715832561406245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-dan-man.html' title='To Dan Man:'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-112310214355588866</id><published>2005-08-03T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:49:03.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted in Chautauqua</title><summary type='text'>TED's here in Chuatauqua!! RIDIC! Anyway summer is amazing, but when has summer not been awesome. There is too much to put in here, and they would all be inside jokes so i won't really bother. I hope everyone who reads this is doing well especially of course DC. Yeah so I think I'm off to take my dogs swimming with Ted. YEAH so happy he's here!Viva la summer!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/112310214355588866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=112310214355588866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/112310214355588866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/112310214355588866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/08/ted-in-chautauqua.html' title='Ted in Chautauqua'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-112034089722228344</id><published>2005-07-02T17:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T17:48:17.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ah the life</title><summary type='text'>a quick post to keep anyone who reads this happy:um basically chautauqua is the best place on earth. where else do you get drunk 6 times a week, live on a BEAUTIFUL lake, working only 5 hours a day outside with kids and all your friends. Yep looooooove it!Laker's tonight, aka when we rent a school bus and it takes us from bar to bar all around the lake. Can't wait nothing like the first laker of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/112034089722228344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=112034089722228344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/112034089722228344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/112034089722228344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/07/ah-life.html' title='ah the life'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111921390223314658</id><published>2005-06-19T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:45:02.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaaaaautauqua</title><summary type='text'>Back here in chautauqua...YEAH!Mass was fun for the week I was there, saw a lot of danny and adam. Ad and I made some super duper cool pots at claytopia. Saw Iron and Wine, which was fun. And had a nice dinn at Fitz Willy's with them and nicki. So yeah gooood times, unfort danny and I could see cate, but we did get to drink some heinikens on the willy quad.But now I am here helping mi padre move </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111921390223314658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111921390223314658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111921390223314658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111921390223314658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/06/chaaaaautauqua.html' title='Chaaaaautauqua'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111740799519676205</id><published>2005-05-29T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T19:07:44.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 days left</title><summary type='text'>So.....May 29th. And with tomorrow comes the last week of classes, then Exams. Isn't sad that my college gets out after my highschool? I sure as hell think so.Josh came for a suprise visit. at 3 in the morning i got his phone call telling me he was on his way to philly and that he would be stopping by here in a half hour. He stayed until 5:30 am, we watched the night turn to day by the stream, it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111740799519676205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111740799519676205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111740799519676205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111740799519676205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/05/10-days-left.html' title='10 days left'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111688147763254540</id><published>2005-05-23T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T16:51:17.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So the Cape esCape is over...which is weird cause it was planned and looked forward to for so long. It was a blast. thanks for inviting me D.C.  Sors for the whole bank episode...I think my tired, hungover, wet, food and smoked filled body broke down in those 5 min.....sors! But anyway I had a blast minus I had to leave early cause im still in FRICKIN college. Only 2 weeks left but still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111688147763254540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111688147763254540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111688147763254540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111688147763254540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-cape-escape-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111638498126756117</id><published>2005-05-17T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:00:30.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Study Interlude</title><summary type='text'>what am i worth?A ride to the 7-11and a package of 12 white powdered doughnuts?A turkey sandwich light on the mayo with swiss, avocado, and pickles?what am i worth?6 pairs of jeans, and 20 tee shirts bought at salvation army?A few A’s and one C?what am i worth?A discussion on politics?A joke accompanied by some laughs?what am i worth?A body to keep us warm?A bucket of tears and a faint smile?Lips</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111638498126756117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111638498126756117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111638498126756117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111638498126756117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/05/study-interlude.html' title='A Study Interlude'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111584113390431482</id><published>2005-05-11T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T15:52:13.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I only had something interesting to say....   home was fun. Klumpp is preggers...thats crazy. Adam and I talked to Beales for like an hour cause she like didn't let us leave but it was still fun. We all ate a TON of hangar wings. Tommy was up, always nice to see the button. Teds is always a good time.Can't wait for Cape esCape although i will be exhausted when I return to school but who gives </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111584113390431482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111584113390431482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111584113390431482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111584113390431482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/05/if-i-only-had-something-interesting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111522514629770777</id><published>2005-05-04T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T12:45:46.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hurumph</title><summary type='text'>Its rather hard to do work when everyone and their mothers are ending school right now. like literally as i speak friends of mine are on summer vacation, so my thought process as im studying for chemistry is....study or realize that i could be on summer vacation.  Because I unlike the rest of this world other than military schools still have 4 weeks, yep 4 maybe even 4.5 weeks of school left. And</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111522514629770777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111522514629770777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111522514629770777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111522514629770777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/05/hurumph.html' title='hurumph'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111462166403587223</id><published>2005-04-27T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T13:07:44.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little weird</title><summary type='text'>You Are Best Described By...San Giorgio Maggiore, TwilightBy Claude MonetWhat Famous Work of Art Are You?Now whats weird about all of this is that I have THAT painting (in poster form) Hanging above my bed and my head as I type right now from within bed. A LITTLE CREEPY. But I love the painting so I guess it all works out in the end.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111462166403587223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111462166403587223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111462166403587223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111462166403587223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/04/little-weird_111462166403587223.html' title='A little weird'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111429254771381499</id><published>2005-04-23T17:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T17:42:27.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC in 17 Hours</title><summary type='text'>So I have returned from a 17 hour trip to NYC. After deciding about 30 minutes before leaving to go and suprise jess in NYC (where Peach was meeting her) I was on the bus.  Got stuck in traffic and it took an extra hour. Ohhhh how i loathes busses, but they are inexpens.Suprised jess, cate was with ted so i saw them too."sitting a litte heavy" POP, girlie drinks, pirate pants, couple bottles of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111429254771381499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111429254771381499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111429254771381499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111429254771381499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/04/nyc-in-17-hours.html' title='NYC in 17 Hours'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111403892254433311</id><published>2005-04-20T19:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:15:22.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know, I just htink it's just an important cause.  Help stop poverty and Aids in Africa, or at least help  to curb the Crazy Growth of Aids and Poverty. But don't if you don't want to. But check it out www.one.org  PS. Danny C. no worries I'm not expecting you to do it...haha...considering how much i know you loooove stuff like this. hehe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111403892254433311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111403892254433311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111403892254433311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111403892254433311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-dont-know-i-just-htink-its-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111334923172243506</id><published>2005-04-12T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T19:40:31.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A truthful quiz</title><summary type='text'>Your Inner European is Irish!Sprited and boisterous!You drink everyone under the table.Who's Your Inner European?HAha it is sooo true.I also was said to be 24  at heart....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111334923172243506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111334923172243506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111334923172243506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111334923172243506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/04/truthful-quiz.html' title='A truthful quiz'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111258158369748573</id><published>2005-04-03T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T22:27:37.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a post</title><summary type='text'>I actually have nothing to say.I went to Spain, and it was awesome. Its beautiful over there.I'm back at coll for the last term....enough said.I really like the Band of Brothers DVD's and would suggest that everyone watches them at some point.The song that I play most often right now is "Forever" by Ben HarperI rediscoverd my love of craisin (cranberry instead of grapes) yet the wal*mart only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111258158369748573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111258158369748573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111258158369748573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111258158369748573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-post.html' title='Just a post'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111093087462006728</id><published>2005-03-15T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T18:54:34.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Schenectady is SO Ghetto</title><summary type='text'>Since  I left Union yesterday at 3pm....1. someone got held up at gunpoint on the stairs I walk probably twenty times a day.2. At 7:45ish am this morning my roomie and all other 200 residents of my dorm were evacuated  because there was a bomb threat to our dorm.I always miss the good stuff! juuuuuust kidding. How Ghetto is Schenectady Really?!?. My school def. takes that award.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111093087462006728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111093087462006728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111093087462006728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111093087462006728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/03/schenectady-is-so-ghetto.html' title='Schenectady is SO Ghetto'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111060854361184271</id><published>2005-03-12T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T01:22:23.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its one of the awful things, when your best friend is hurting so badly and there is nothing you can do or say to make it any better. They say, " just be there for them" and thats obvious. We're always there for eachother with or without  eventful excitment, drama or sadness. So I'm here feeling my own heart ache knowing exactly how she is feeling cause she is me and I am her. Because all of us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111060854361184271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111060854361184271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111060854361184271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111060854361184271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-one-of-awful-things-when-your-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-111014242309302820</id><published>2005-03-06T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T15:53:43.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah I'm one Drunken Fool</title><summary type='text'>So I am a drunken fool, period.I woke up, and was confused because the last thing I remember is sitting on my friends floor hanging out and drinking....Fastforward that my brain blacked out the 2 hours between then and when I went to bed.During those 2 hours, I walked around campus, told my guy friend foolish things, fell down a flight of stairs ( haha do laugh at this cause it is funny), crawled</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/111014242309302820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=111014242309302820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111014242309302820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/111014242309302820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/03/ah-im-one-drunken-fool.html' title='Ah I&apos;m one Drunken Fool'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110972193895017008</id><published>2005-03-01T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T19:08:12.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha Take my Quiz</title><summary type='text'>HA i was really bored, and decided to make one of those lame-o quizzes that we all made in like 6th grade. so now you MUST take it! HERE</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110972193895017008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110972193895017008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110972193895017008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110972193895017008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/03/haha-take-my-quiz.html' title='Haha Take my Quiz'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110962339440504528</id><published>2005-02-28T15:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:43:14.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best place on earth</title><summary type='text'>So the good ol' Valley is amazing. Home is amazing. Freinds are amazing. Its funny, talking to the now seniors and them being like"I can't wait to leave willy, leave town" and I remember how much that was me last year around the same time, but my appreciation of E-town, and noho, and the pioneer valley in general has only increased since leaving. It seriously is the best place on earth ( along </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110962339440504528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110962339440504528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110962339440504528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110962339440504528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/02/best-place-on-earth_110962339440504528.html' title='Best place on earth'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110962338817565448</id><published>2005-02-28T15:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:43:08.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best place on earth</title><summary type='text'>So the good ol' Valley is amazing. Home is amazing. Freinds are amazing. Its funny, talking to the now seniors and them being like"I can't wait to leave willy, leave town" and I remember how much that was me last year around the same time, but my appreciation of E-town, and noho, and the pioneer valley in general has only increased since leaving. It seriously is the best place on earth ( along </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110962338817565448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110962338817565448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110962338817565448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110962338817565448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/02/best-place-on-earth_28.html' title='Best place on earth'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110962338557010685</id><published>2005-02-28T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:43:05.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best place on earth</title><summary type='text'>So the good ol' Valley is amazing. Home is amazing. Freinds are amazing. Its funny, talking to the now seniors and them being like"I can't wait to leave willy, leave town" and I remember how much that was me last year around the same time, but my appreciation of E-town, and noho, and the pioneer valley in general has only increased since leaving. It seriously is the best place on earth ( along </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110962338557010685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110962338557010685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110962338557010685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110962338557010685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/02/best-place-on-earth.html' title='Best place on earth'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110927490985835660</id><published>2005-02-24T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T14:55:09.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That feeling you get when you first wake up from a nap; you've lost all bearings, you're groggy, and all your body wants you to do is lay back down and go to sleep some more. Its such a strange time period.  I remember hating it when I was younger, when there was an official nap time, I never wanted to nap because of the feeling I had afterwards. I'd nap after lunch. Then I'd wake up, slide off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110927490985835660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110927490985835660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110927490985835660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110927490985835660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/02/that-feeling-you-get-when-you-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110851624244462767</id><published>2005-02-15T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T20:10:42.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A short Rebuttle</title><summary type='text'>In rebuttle to Danny C's statement: Yes I do check blogs to often; its a disease. But I know for a fact that you too Danny Richard Clionsky born on the 5th of May 1986 also have this disease...so shove it. ( what it is, is up to you)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110851624244462767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110851624244462767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110851624244462767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110851624244462767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/02/short-rebuttle.html' title='A short Rebuttle'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110833424303061582</id><published>2005-02-13T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T17:38:43.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wnya Weekend '05</title><summary type='text'>Back from wnya weekend '05. Which consisted of me and melis suprising peach at lafayette.It was tot amazing. Basically a shit show like it is every other time we are together.We slept, ate, breathed and partied with eachother all weekend. I love how we can spend hours and hours ( in this case something like 37) together and do nothing or everything and it doesnt matter we still have fun and are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110833424303061582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110833424303061582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110833424303061582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110833424303061582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/02/wnya-weekend-05.html' title='Wnya Weekend &apos;05'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110805388646252830</id><published>2005-02-10T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T12:17:58.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jealous???</title><summary type='text'>So in the past week I have disected a rat from scrotom to neck ( yep thats right...scrotom), a cows heart, a cows eyeball, and a sheeps brain. The worst was the eyeball, until it was cut open. Once you cut something open its weird you just lose all emotional attachement to it. Ha that sounded really morbid. No, but really it like you forget that it was a living rat or beating heart and you just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110805388646252830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110805388646252830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110805388646252830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110805388646252830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/02/jealous.html' title='jealous???'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110747799860521622</id><published>2005-02-03T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:46:38.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Does That?!?!</title><summary type='text'>"what if I were to leave tomorrow, what would you say"AND THEN SHE REALLY DID LEAVE.So Danny and I have been seriously laughing for a good 5 minutes about that.REALLY think about it.....who does that?!?!?! TOT REDIC.She just got up and left. Out of the blue there one day and gone the next.Haha Nobody does that.....Well at least Danny and I think it fucking hillarious....fucking hillarious..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110747799860521622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110747799860521622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110747799860521622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110747799860521622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/02/who-does-that.html' title='Who Does That?!?!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110720666980132195</id><published>2005-01-31T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T16:24:29.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Think of your own Creative title</title><summary type='text'>Why do I all of a sudden feel like last pick?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110720666980132195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110720666980132195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110720666980132195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110720666980132195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/think-of-your-own-creative-title.html' title='Think of your own Creative title'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110693396891393464</id><published>2005-01-28T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T12:39:28.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidenote</title><summary type='text'>On another note.fajitas are delicious.and I really need to work on the Ireland plans.Adam, I'm glad you saw it....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110693396891393464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110693396891393464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110693396891393464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110693396891393464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/sidenote.html' title='Sidenote'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110687803795022997</id><published>2005-01-27T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:07:17.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Remember when we were young,and the trees were 100 feet tall,and nights were filled with gamesand bed was at eight.Where did we go?Where did you go?I want to go backYet we cantAnd tomorrow will comeand today will goand we’ll dissapearyou’ll dissapear.Don’t go.Before when alcohol didn’t fill our nightswhen getting sick was just from the flu.If we were young,last night wouldn’t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110687803795022997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110687803795022997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110687803795022997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110687803795022997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/remember-when-we-were-young-and-trees.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110652425925458096</id><published>2005-01-23T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T18:50:59.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always on Sunday....</title><summary type='text'>hmmm....gooooosh! I'll do whatever I want!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110652425925458096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110652425925458096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110652425925458096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110652425925458096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/always-on-sunday.html' title='Always on Sunday....'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110625283890578942</id><published>2005-01-20T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T15:27:18.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Offical</title><summary type='text'>I'm officially going through a mental breakdown.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110625283890578942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110625283890578942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110625283890578942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110625283890578942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-offical.html' title='It&apos;s Offical'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110619862170481024</id><published>2005-01-20T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T00:23:41.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shoaling of Neon Tetras</title><summary type='text'>I'm supposed to be writing a lab on the Shoaling tendancies of Neon Tetras.....thrilling huh....Damn Blogs. I am either reading in them or writing in this one instead of writing about the FREAKING NEON TETRAS......they do shoal if your curious.....whats shoaling you ask.....go look it up yourself, damn it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110619862170481024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110619862170481024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110619862170481024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110619862170481024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/shoaling-of-neon-tetras.html' title='The Shoaling of Neon Tetras'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110600627209363068</id><published>2005-01-17T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T18:57:52.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hizome</title><summary type='text'>I've decided that I love Home. With or without friends (yet always better con amigos) I love Home. I'm not one of those people who craves college to get away from home. Because in the end, I love home and how relaxing it is.Word to your mother."OK, so... so... sometimes I lie. I mean, I'm weird, man. About random stuff too, I don't even know why I do it. It's like... it's like a tick, I mean </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110600627209363068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110600627209363068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110600627209363068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110600627209363068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/hizome.html' title='Hizome'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110566905424795165</id><published>2005-01-13T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T21:17:34.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>completly candid</title><summary type='text'>Since no one knows that I'm writing in this I'll be completly candid. Josh left today. I sat there with him and packed up his room. tore down his 30 posters and tibeten prayer flags. The only person who truly understood me here and was always up for anything and always there to listen is gone and I'm slightly lost. And by slightly I mean severly. It will get better, I know this but right now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110566905424795165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110566905424795165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110566905424795165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110566905424795165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/completly-candid.html' title='completly candid'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110557385847668058</id><published>2005-01-12T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T18:50:58.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vou</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I'm back at Williston.  People aren't supposed to get kicked out of college....and by people I mean one of my closest friends here at Union.I don't know what I am going to do.I hate this shit, I really do.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110557385847668058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110557385847668058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110557385847668058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110557385847668058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/deja-vou.html' title='Deja Vou'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110532732607573213</id><published>2005-01-09T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T22:22:06.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My computer charger died. It sends sparks out. I unplugged it. Doctor lends me his every once and awhile so my computer doesnt fully die....it sucks. I waited on hold with dell for like 40 friggin minutes just to be sent a new one....so much for all their friggin support.My birthday is in less than 2 hours. I don't know how I feel. There are only a few birthdays when I can actually remember </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110532732607573213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110532732607573213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110532732607573213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110532732607573213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-computer-charger-died.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-110074912836325280</id><published>2004-11-17T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T22:38:48.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was looking at other people's blogs because I am seriously procrastinating finishing this paper I have for history, and decided to spice mine up. Not like I am good at sticking with anything for a very long time.Procrastination is a disease. blogger has changed a lot. I usually don't like change. But I like this one.....deep huh. Shed a tear.Off to fuck European expansionism in the 18th </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/110074912836325280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=110074912836325280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110074912836325280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/110074912836325280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-was-looking-at-other-peoples-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-109787552983765501</id><published>2004-10-15T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T17:25:29.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha here I am writing in my blog! It has been forever and all readers have long gone and noone but me will see this until that one person randomly stubles upon this. Not sure what inspired this new entry considering it has been 7 months. I am sick. I miss home, but im not homesick. I loved seeing everyone in NYC and can't wait until November. And now all the things I wanted to say have slipped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/109787552983765501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=109787552983765501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/109787552983765501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/109787552983765501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2004/10/haha-here-i-am-writing-in-my-blog-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-107844175749024090</id><published>2004-03-04T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T18:12:14.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We'll miss you...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/107844175749024090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=107844175749024090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/107844175749024090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/107844175749024090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-107403920140122109</id><published>2004-01-13T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T19:15:10.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does anyone still read this?Did anyone ever read this?Blogging has become something of the past that I rarely have time to do anymore. Theres a lot of things to say and at the same time nothing to say in this. I contemplate deleting it. My birthday was friggin AWESOME. Thanks to all who planned and executed it. Even if its a thanks you'll never read. And thanks to everyone who got me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/107403920140122109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=107403920140122109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/107403920140122109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/107403920140122109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2004/01/does-anyone-still-read-this-did-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-107154659682133990</id><published>2003-12-15T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T22:51:07.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Danny C makes me want t blog once more, altough I still probably won't have time...Today was monday,the first da of exams.YEAH for exam week it is def. my fav week of school, not because I enjoy taking 2 hour exams that seem to go on forever but that that is all you do. Your out by 11 almost everyda except for the day that you have two ( or for the unlucky souls who have two on two days). And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/107154659682133990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=107154659682133990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/107154659682133990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/107154659682133990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/12/danny-c-makes-me-want-t-blog-once-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-107118532231381389</id><published>2003-12-11T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T18:29:47.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't blogged in awhile. Senior year is too busy and at the same time not. I haven't had homework or more than one class of it for like 3 weeks or maybe I have just stopped doing more than one subjec a night. I think I have just stopped caring. They always say you don't rally know what senioritis feels like until your in college and only a few weeks away from graduating,and if thats true than</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/107118532231381389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=107118532231381389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/107118532231381389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/107118532231381389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-havent-blogged-in-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106954412214915811</id><published>2003-11-22T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:36:01.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Half of me feels like my college planning is set, fine and all working out. The other half thinks I am in complete disarray and that I won't get all this shizno done and therefore not get into a college and be pumping gas at the pride station drinking Dunkin D's from the new one that they put there while my friends are at college having fun.Screw the egg drop....I am forgetting it tonight and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106954412214915811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106954412214915811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106954412214915811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106954412214915811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/11/half-of-me-feels-like-my-college.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106807282648550523</id><published>2003-11-05T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T17:54:03.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy....Busy....Busy...College.....lets pray that it all works outField Hockey....Best game we've played all year. My index finger is twice the size as normal though...oh well it was a great game. It was a strange realization to have my first "last" my last field hockey game to ever be played on the williston fields.....its weird I dont think I have comprehended not coming back next year at all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106807282648550523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106807282648550523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106807282648550523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106807282648550523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/11/busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106765009776726119</id><published>2003-10-31T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T20:28:28.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn SAT people making the November SAT the day after Hallows eve...they do it on purpose you know.....one big set up....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106765009776726119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106765009776726119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106765009776726119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106765009776726119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/10/damn-sat-people-making-november-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106705158432825121</id><published>2003-10-24T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T23:13:06.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VH1 again reconfirms why the 80s is the best decade every to be had. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106705158432825121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106705158432825121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106705158432825121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106705158432825121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/10/vh1-again-reconfirms-why-80s-is-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106675565039383469</id><published>2003-10-21T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T13:00:50.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Long weekend...a nice little break. Went and saw kill bill with Ad it was a really  good mov. Went and saw Ithaca college with my mom an interesting day. Now I am sitting here with a lot of work to do, but I think I shall go watch I love the 80's strike back instead. This has been a boring post.....ohhhhh well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106675565039383469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106675565039383469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106675565039383469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106675565039383469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/10/long-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106575761372046470</id><published>2003-10-09T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T23:46:53.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate that when shit happens it comes all at once. I friggin can't deal right now. THings just add up and I want to scream and cry and be hugged and be hit. Nothing is going right.....I'm Just the screw-up who doesn't care about her family and puts everyone and everything in front of them and at the same time only aspires to be average...what do they know anyway or what do I know.....fuck them. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106575761372046470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106575761372046470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106575761372046470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106575761372046470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-hate-that-when-shit-happens-it-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106511445508078613</id><published>2003-10-02T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T13:07:35.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This whole college thing should just be over and done with.....On another note: the birthday party was really fun. All went well and it was a good time. Nothing like walking down main st. at 12 in the morning....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106511445508078613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106511445508078613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106511445508078613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106511445508078613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/10/this-whole-college-thing-should-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106423697872191899</id><published>2003-09-22T09:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T09:23:00.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a good weekend, and let me clarify from Adams blog I never cheated in poker.Friday: Poker night at Teds an all around good time, I came home with half the pot....12 dollars.....woo hoo. Now it is true I took a 1.50 from adam after the "little" dissagreement, but the total pot that he took was like 4.50 so I gave him more than half. Liz Gondek is the best person to play poker with. You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106423697872191899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106423697872191899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106423697872191899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106423697872191899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/09/it-was-good-weekend-and-let-me-clarify.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106393483305246874</id><published>2003-09-18T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T21:27:13.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been awhile or it feels like it has....School....trying to remember a conversation about reserving a hotel room to preform tomorrow morning with Adam G. Don't want to let him down since both our grades ride upon how well we memorazado....frigign spanish i hate it.I got a head injury today.....This girl swung her stick up to hit the ball and as I ran towards the ball she swung down her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106393483305246874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106393483305246874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106393483305246874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106393483305246874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/09/its-been-awhile-or-it-feels-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106289358589377151</id><published>2003-09-06T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T20:13:05.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ITS MY COMPUTER AND I HATE IT LIKE A MOFO HATES HER CHILDRENsorry.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106289358589377151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106289358589377151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106289358589377151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106289358589377151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/09/its-my-computer-and-i-hate-it-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106261040098353114</id><published>2003-09-03T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T13:34:53.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My blog set up is all different again....it is probably my friggin computer but whatev it is I don't like it...I'm gonna buy fish....YeahI should be in my first field hockey preseason practice....OH WELL</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106261040098353114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106261040098353114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106261040098353114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106261040098353114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/09/my-blog-set-up-is-all-different-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106193934738430833</id><published>2003-08-26T19:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T19:09:07.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summers over, and it went to fast. I miss my friends. My 04...the Fab 5. The traveling shirt, the random laughs,  the bat tube, the Jazz strides, the Poly Party, The gorge, The late nights and the early ones where you pass out watching televison but wouldnt choose to be anywhere else. The rainy days where reading partys and make shift dance parties around the island in the kitchen,  When the only</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106193934738430833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106193934738430833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106193934738430833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106193934738430833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/08/summers-over-and-it-went-to-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106098067399592202</id><published>2003-08-15T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T16:51:11.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight is the Friday of week 8, the season is only one more week...its crazy where has my summer gone? Most of the people I know are leaving except my close friends and some others. It's weird how something you wait so long for happens so quickly. The fastest 2 months of my life. Theres so much to look forward to this school year yet I find myself refusing to believe that anyhting good could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106098067399592202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106098067399592202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106098067399592202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106098067399592202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/08/tonight-is-friday-of-week-8-season-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-106046106072767130</id><published>2003-08-09T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T01:31:07.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went white water rafting with Adam. That was mucho fun. Poker is never better then when you are using the 2 year olds cereal for chips.                      "Was a crazy game of poker, cazy game of poker            I lost it all, I lost it all            but someday I'll be back again            never to fall, never to fall " OarI started this post this afternoon but  now its 1:24 am so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/106046106072767130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=106046106072767130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106046106072767130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/106046106072767130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-went-white-water-rafting-with-adam.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-105936953909935073</id><published>2003-07-28T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T01:18:59.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The gorge was the craziest bestest thing in the world. And Dicks Harbor house is the best place to go the morning afterwards after recieving around 1.5 hours of sleep, and getting to eat a big breakfast for all under 5 dollars....good times!Work tomorrow...week 6, where has the summer gone.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/105936953909935073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=105936953909935073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105936953909935073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105936953909935073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/07/gorge-was-craziest-bestest-thing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-105908063528659808</id><published>2003-07-24T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T17:03:55.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Karoke night tonight. Good times. Not much new here in New York. Just chizillin like a vizillan.   I've realized 2 things from 8 year old girls that i at one point must have known or realized  but forgoten. One is the complete innocence they posses. I always  knew children were innocent but its strange to realize how true it really is. When you come in tired and a little grumpy drinking as much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/105908063528659808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=105908063528659808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105908063528659808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105908063528659808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/07/karoke-night-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-105874336488091230</id><published>2003-07-20T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T19:22:44.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YEAH FOR SUNDAYS</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/105874336488091230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=105874336488091230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105874336488091230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105874336488091230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/07/yeah-for-sundays.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-105864426206195252</id><published>2003-07-19T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T15:51:01.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here. Adam's here....yeah. Went to lakeview....that was fun. My brother knew everyone so it didnt matter that we didnt have fids. Whatever. Tonight is new years at the fisherman thats going to be fun. Right now is chizill time.  Adios.Email me sometime....Em2538@aol.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/105864426206195252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=105864426206195252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105864426206195252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105864426206195252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/07/here.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-105815391372105641</id><published>2003-07-13T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T23:38:33.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So it was just movie night and I left early, and went and sat on my dock. The lake was so calm and the noise of the water splashing againt my dock and the shore was so relaxinf. THe moon was full and the stars were oiut and the sky seemed endless. I love it. It was calming and soothing and I never wanted to leave. You should all come sit on my dock with me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/105815391372105641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=105815391372105641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105815391372105641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105815391372105641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/07/so-it-was-just-movie-night-and-i-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-105752915344353208</id><published>2003-07-06T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T18:05:53.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SO guess who I met, talked to and "played" basketball with.....Aaron Carter, Nick Carters younger brother....the guy who went out with Lizzie Maguire. WELL he is here in New York, his grandparents live here, actually on my same street. I MET HIM. We talked. He is actually really lame. But whatever. Star struck.....yeah. Ask me about it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/105752915344353208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=105752915344353208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105752915344353208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105752915344353208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/07/so-guess-who-i-met-talked-to-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-105727633852701233</id><published>2003-07-03T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T19:52:18.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Helloooooo to all my friends who read this and live in Mass.ANyway.....JULY 4 is tomorrow. So I will not be able to blog at all this weekend....paaaaaarty. Tonight...the "laker" tomorrow the fourth...sat. the councelor airband....wooo hooo. Not like most of you know what any of these things are but just pretend. OH INBAL HAS ARRIVED!!!! She is TALL this year freakishly tall.   She has danced </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/105727633852701233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=105727633852701233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105727633852701233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105727633852701233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/07/helloooooo-to-all-my-friends-who-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-105674924250119681</id><published>2003-06-27T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T17:27:22.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow this blog thing is different.....I don't like change....but then again maybe I do...Went out ot the Casino, not a realy casino, for karoke night....it was amazing. Soooo much fun and I didn't have to buy anything...which is good since drinks and food will be the end of my bank account.  The first week is done, 8 more but I dont want to think like that.  Well I hae decided I don't have that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/105674924250119681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=105674924250119681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105674924250119681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/105674924250119681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/06/wow-this-blog-thing-is-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-95915082</id><published>2003-06-22T10:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T10:01:51.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in New York. And its weird to be here and it weird to be sooo happy to be here yet still sad im not in mass. I have group three girls, meaning they are going into 3rd grade....woo hoo. I hope they are not too young. Un fourt. I didn't get Inbals group....thats okay i will still see her everywhere don't you worry. If anyone wants to call me here, its 716-357-5504...or just call my cell. I will</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/95915082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=95915082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95915082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95915082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/06/im-in-new-york.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-95697265</id><published>2003-06-15T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T19:51:52.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So...today some of us, actually 3 of us went rafting on the Mill River. If you ever need intertubes buy them at the CVS in northampton. 1.99 for a bright orange or red tube that can handle the crazy rocky "rapids" of the mill river. We met a really nice lady who told us to go to the rope swing, and that the river ended at Smith, unfortunately we didn't go to the rope swing or the smith campus. It</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/95697265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=95697265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95697265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95697265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/06/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-95614191</id><published>2003-06-12T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T19:47:13.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The college trip was suprisingly fun.... Minus that Kate and mierelle got on my nerves a little bit, but for the most part they gave Adam and I something to laugh about. We all got along, and it was good. There is definitely a new respect\liking of Ms. Beales. She's freakishly and awesomly ( is that a word) fun to hang around with in a mini van for long hours on a road in the adirondacks, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/95614191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=95614191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95614191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95614191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/06/college-trip-was-suprisingly-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-95334986</id><published>2003-06-05T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T13:27:06.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My life is zooming by. Cate's house was awesome. Her hous is super nice. Her friends are super nice.Everything was super nice. It was a good...crazy...fun and any other adjective that fits the night, night. Off to sleep...still so tired.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/95334986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=95334986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95334986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95334986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/06/my-life-is-zooming-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-95131300</id><published>2003-05-31T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-31T17:15:01.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So summer is here. It's a weird feeling to wish for something for sooo long and then have it be here. The BBQ was awesome! I have a huge bruise probably from jonah attacking me. It was the cliche summer bbq, with big ball volley ball, swimming, year book signing and everything else, and it was awesome. Graduation was good and also weird to realize that in only one year that will be us sitting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/95131300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=95131300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95131300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/95131300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/05/so-summer-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-94966661</id><published>2003-05-27T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T21:37:09.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY HISTORY PAPER IS FINISHED!!!!!!! ( minus the concluding paragraph)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/94966661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=94966661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94966661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94966661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/05/my-history-paper-is-finished-minus.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-94830055</id><published>2003-05-24T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T11:56:46.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let me just say that last night was awesome. One of the best, and just because of its simplicity.Went and saw Myra's play and it was really really really good, and it was so sad and yet happy and hopeful. I was amazed she was able to write it, it was awesome. Also vivi is INSANE (in a good way) at dancing..she's so friggin talented. Everyone did a really good job. Then 4 of us went to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/94830055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=94830055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94830055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94830055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/05/let-me-just-say-that-last-night-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-94706287</id><published>2003-05-21T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T18:06:08.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Writing my history paper is hell, I am sitting here with 8 books and like 200 articles and yet nothign is able to come out of my brain on to the paper. Fucking history, it should just end, so that school could really be over. Maybe that's the problem:I have already stopped working\caring about school to have to sit down and write a 15 page paper. My friend sent me a package today and it made my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/94706287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=94706287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94706287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94706287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/05/writing-my-history-paper-is-hell-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-94516286</id><published>2003-05-17T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T20:16:27.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so tired, I feel like I haven't stopped all weekend and for some reason I got an urge to run so I went and ran 5 miles, weird how sometimes you get into those moods. The Matrix was awesome, minus the fact we had to sit in the front row, but if it was that good siting in the fornt row its gotta be super-duper awesome a few rows back. The dance concert was really good, I was impressed by how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/94516286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=94516286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94516286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94516286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/05/im-so-tired-i-feel-like-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-94294685</id><published>2003-05-13T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T19:34:58.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School is pretty much over for me, all that is left is my history paper other than that I am done. Finshed with junior year. Woo-Hoo.Another heavy (as in depressing) Self  Defense class. We had to sit there and read about some girl from williston who was in the class last year and talked about getting raped, and than we were all suppose to write our minds, and people wrote pages and pages. You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/94294685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=94294685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94294685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94294685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/05/school-is-pretty-much-over-for-me-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-94166586</id><published>2003-05-11T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T18:00:21.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a HUGE dead spider staring at me through a piece a paper, it probaby had been living in my backpack for months and than got smooshed between some paper, went to get them out today, and there it was and I screamed and it is HUUUUGE. Now I can't go near the pile of paper that are all over the table because its  there. My mom better come home soon, to take it away.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/94166586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=94166586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94166586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/94166586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/05/there-is-huge-dead-spider-staring-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-93825672</id><published>2003-05-05T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T18:07:05.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm sitting here in the library....my AP history class better show up.........</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/93825672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=93825672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93825672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93825672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/05/im-sitting-here-in-library.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-93771124</id><published>2003-05-04T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T20:59:41.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An over-all excellent weekend. Busy busy busy. Sats, play, hooters, X 2, sleepover at margots all in one day....Now back to my stress filled life of AP's and test.....I can't wait for 4th quarter junior year to be over.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/93771124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=93771124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93771124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93771124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/05/over-all-excellent-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-93664416</id><published>2003-05-02T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T14:18:15.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have SATs tomorrow and I kept telling myself I would study and I would have time and next thing I know it is the day before the test....oh well...there's always tonight.If anyone wants to bet me 100 dollars that I can't make it to holyoke in less than 5 minutes from Easthampton....i'll take the bet."Stay 16 as long as you can, changes coming around soon making you women and men."  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/93664416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=93664416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=93543998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93543998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93543998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/ted-and-i-are-sitting-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-93501438</id><published>2003-04-29T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T21:26:35.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just checked my blog, and the ad above it was for " Emily the Strange: get your Emily T-shirts, Posters and much more"...What the hell kind of sign is that....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/93501438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=93501438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93501438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93501438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-just-checked-my-blog-and-ad-above-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-93501190</id><published>2003-04-29T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T21:25:28.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went to my History class that was supposed to be tonight at 6pm, but wait what happened my teacher didnt show up. Suprise, Suprise he never is on time and he makes lame excuses to leave early, which would be fine if we didn't have a fucking AP in less than two weeks. It's irresponsible and mot professional and I am sick of bitching about it, so let me leave it at don't have Mr. Fay teach you an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/93501190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=93501190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93501190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93501190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-went-to-my-history-class-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-93368413</id><published>2003-04-27T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T20:56:08.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am sitting her in Waterville Maine, its way way up here. North North North. On the eve of another college visit. Life has been ridicoulsly ( I didn't spell that right) crazy.  Funt times..... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/93368413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=93368413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93368413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93368413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-am-sitting-her-in-waterville-maine.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-93008131</id><published>2003-04-21T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T18:35:36.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crazy Easter weekend is over....phew. My brother came out and I realized how much we have become alike, we used to fight and beat eachother up all the time, and now we just hang out, it's awesome and weird. My oldest sister is now hte one on the outside, to mature for us or something or not even mature just different and for years it was always her and my brother but not anymore and its weird. We</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/93008131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=93008131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93008131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/93008131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/crazy-easter-weekend-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-92805970</id><published>2003-04-17T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T19:23:58.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate english and I hate poetry tests on lame ass poems that you can't analyze  and I hate sitting here not knowing what to do but knowing everything I should doI do really like the crunchy pears at the dinning hall. They are never actually ripe, either crunchy or rotten, which is fine since I like them crunchy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/92805970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=92805970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92805970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92805970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-hate-english-and-i-hate-poetry-tests.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-92600964</id><published>2003-04-14T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T15:39:33.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me- " you know its a joke"Liz- " Oh definatley"Me- " Just laughing with us, right"Liz- "Actually I'm laughing at you guys"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/92600964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=92600964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92600964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92600964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/me-you-know-its-joke-liz-oh-definatley.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-92600739</id><published>2003-04-14T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T15:37:32.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sitting here "chillin" with the G-Dawg aka Liz Gondek. Nothing is better than waiting for Self Defense to start when Liz is around. She's sitting here making therma blankets for small Iraqi children out of grass....learned it in the army.Me- "Are you readding what I'm typing"Liz- "mmmm hmmm"Me- "Don't beat me"Liz- "No you didn't, I'll army your ass"Actually thats not how the conversation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/92600739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=92600739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92600739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92600739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/sitting-here-chillin-with-g-dawg-aka.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-92532023</id><published>2003-04-13T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-13T13:10:49.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So the weather in new england is the most fucked up thing ever. It was snowing two days ago and in two days it is suppose to be 75. I bet there is a higher percenatge of people with mental instability due to the weather in New England than anywhere else. I actually doubt they take pregentages on that........oh well. I hate english and if anyone of you would like to come kidnap me from my house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/92532023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=92532023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92532023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92532023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/so-weather-in-new-england-is-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-92492065</id><published>2003-04-12T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T13:43:56.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The ACTs are over... they don't give you enough time, oh well. Now I am procrastinating doing work. Its too nice out to do work.Litle kids lives are so simple, I wish my life was that simple. Then again maybe I don't.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/92492065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=92492065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92492065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92492065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/acts-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-92391068</id><published>2003-04-10T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T19:23:51.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had something to say but now its gone...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/92391068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=92391068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92391068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92391068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-had-something-to-say-but-now-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-92247303</id><published>2003-04-08T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T17:52:18.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I am sitting here trying to choose my classes for next year...and it hits me that I'll never have to do this again, well at williston at least. Only one more year, which is strange to say becasue senior year has seemed so far off for such a long time. 6 fucking years at Williston. I wonder if by next year at this time 6 years will actually feel like 6 years or if it will seem like I wasn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/92247303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=92247303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92247303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92247303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/so-i-am-sitting-here-trying-to-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-92113489</id><published>2003-04-06T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T19:56:35.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so friggin tired last night was really fun and crazy at times. Why we all only slept like 2 hours I have no idea...it's that Danny C and his fricken SAT class he had to leave for at 8 30. Good times. But now I have soooo much work to do on a brain that doesn't and can not work. " I feel like the tension in this room could be cut with a butter knife but we don't have any bread" -Me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/92113489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=92113489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92113489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92113489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-am-so-friggin-tired-last-night-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-92014862</id><published>2003-04-04T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T20:03:15.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things got out of controlled and i felt like throwing up. Things like that should not happen, and being attacked for you veiws no mater what they are is wrong. There is a difference between attack and conversation. It went over the line and I feel sick. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/92014862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=92014862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92014862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/92014862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/things-got-out-of-controlled-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-91883000</id><published>2003-04-02T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T21:13:40.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Blog's archives and counter are really fucked up. I hope they fix themselves because last time I checked they only gave me my first 3 days of posts and only 400 hits and I used to have almost 800. Let's just hope it fixes itself, or I am going to be very very sad....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/91883000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=91883000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91883000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91883000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/04/my-blogs-archives-and-counter-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-91679189</id><published>2003-03-30T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T21:22:34.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The snow just needs to stop happening its almost april</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/91679189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=91679189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91679189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91679189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/03/snow-just-needs-to-stop-happening-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-91672824</id><published>2003-03-30T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T19:01:33.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>exhausted........There has been no real weekend. I haven't caught up on any sleep, which means sometime this week my brain will tell my body to shut down and I will crumple in the middle of the sidewalk while walking between classes and be is a super deep sleep for like 4 days and no one will be able to wake me, and they will have to surround my body with caution tape so no one steps on me, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/91672824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=91672824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91672824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91672824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/03/exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-91623302</id><published>2003-03-29T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T18:31:02.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I won another pizza at Disco bowling, the last question again too. About where the larget Mcdonalds is...moscow russia. The strange thing is we had literally just talked about it in US history class the same day. Today, I basically expierenced every main emotion in a span of 6 minutes. Joy/ Happiness, Fear, Anger, Sadness/Shock, than back to me again. Thank you to the people who comforted me. And</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/91623302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=91623302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91623302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91623302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/03/i-won-another-pizza-at-disco-bowling.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-91577340</id><published>2003-03-28T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T19:59:37.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its sad when self defense kicks your assand golf makes you run 2.5 miles twice in 1 weekslacker sports are not for slackers anymore(sorry to people who take golf very seriously and dont see it as a slacker sport, I apologize in advance)I should probably get ready to leave, but I won't for another 10 minutes, hence why I am always late for everything</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/91577340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=91577340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91577340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91577340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/03/its-sad-when-self-defense-kicks-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-91384533</id><published>2003-03-25T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T21:36:34.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The cape was fun. Driving to school today I had a very large urge to continue driving and not go. Break has made me realize how sick I am of school and junior year. Or maybe how sick I am of school in general. I spent all day hearing how this was going to be a fast yet hard quarter from all my teachers...get rid of the classes and school would be great. Remember when you were 6 or 7 and  school</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/91384533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=91384533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91384533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91384533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/03/cape-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-91131560</id><published>2003-03-21T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T11:46:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The war is the only thing being covered, It's funny how news stations and  news reporters are suppose to be neutral and unbiased and not let their own political views effect how they ask questions and basically act on televison. They all fail at it. NBC-democrats. CBS and FOX- Republicans. I watch NBC...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/91131560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=91131560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91131560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/91131560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/03/war-is-only-thing-being-covered-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3894943.post-90953366</id><published>2003-03-18T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T18:23:53.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>College trips are draining, and although they are semi-exciting at the same time they are just long and tiring. Each school tells you the same thing, and right now they are all meshed into one school. Just ready to go back to good ol' Easthampton tomorrow after 1 last college vist....I can't believe I just said that. Strange. You think you won't miss the small town with 12 pizza places and not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/feeds/90953366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3894943&amp;postID=90953366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/90953366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3894943/posts/default/90953366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://em2538.blogspot.com/2003/03/college-trips-are-draining-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
