love...
I miss being in love. Not that I'm even sure if I could handle it right now... but I miss it. If you haven't gotten the memo, Bobby and I are pretending we never dated. So after this entry his name will never be mentioned again unless he insists to keep harassing me. Yes he is that immature. So I told him I never want my name to come out of his mouth again... in which he called me a slut and a bitch. How can he call ME a slut when he's slept with 21 girls, and I haven't even come close to HALF of that??? Whatever... Bobby wasn't love anyway. So I haven't really been in love for over a year, and I miss it.
To lighten the mood, here's my favorite excerpt on love from a comical genius named Dane Cook...
"Let's talk a little bit about L-O-V-E. Sometimes you meet somebody and you have what is known as a relationship. And things can go great and if it goes great than you have a great relationship. Sometimes it doesn't go so great and I call that a relation-SHIT. **cough, BOBBY, cough cough**
When you're not in love, when you don't have love EVERYBODY YOU KNOW falls in love. On like the same day, even KAREN the douche bag falls in love. (this part taken out because it makes fun of "mentally challenged people"... anyway, not important to my entry...) I came up with a perfect analogy right here, this is what it feels like when you don't have love, it's like theres a party going on and everyone was invited except for you. And you just happen to be walking by that house in the rain. 'Oh.. I wasn't invited to this party.' Thats what that feels like but then again when once you're in love, you know what thats like? That's like being inside that party going, 'Where's my jacket, I want to GET OUT OF HERE. Where's my jacket, I been in this party six year, and I want to see other parties. Where's my jacket? SOMEONE SHIT ON THE COATS..."
And that is very true. FYI the man himself will be hosting Saturday Night Live this Saturday... WATCH IT!!!!
So... I told someone something I maybe shouldn't have?? Haha.. Its hard to explain, and I definitely can't explain it over IM, which he expected me to. I tried and maybe it came out wrong? I don't know. He said it "sorta scared" him. Hey guess what... it scares me too! Yeah, I'd explain it, but I can't. Yeah go figure... Emily the journalist can't put something into words. Thats a first, mark the calendar. I've tried.... many times. I've tried to write him a letter about it, I tried to write a poem about it, I even tried to just jot allll the thoughts of it down together and put them into some kind of sense. And obviously it didn't work. The only place it really makes sense is in my head. Oh well. No harm I guess. I KNEW he'd take it the wrong way though, which is why I didn't want to say anything about it, but I kind of had to. Ahhhh.... anyway...
Fall break was AWESOME! Fit my payback in there... and spent an awesome night with Jenni and Lora, causing trouble in the valley as usual. There's more about it on my myspace, but its a friends only post, so if you're one of my myspace friends go read it! If not, well you suck! Haha.. just kidding, if you care that much as me about it. On second thought those who do care that much probably know about it already...
Things have been going really well. The only class I'm behind in is layout and design. I guess I'm slightly behind on my PR project, but we just got an extension on it so thats a good thing. I want to get my layout thing done this weekend though, since it's already late!
I don't understand boys, I never will. Maybe I should start calling them men?? Haha... yeah that was funny. How about GUYS.. that works. One thing I always sucked at was being able to tell if a guy likes me. I think it's because I have a huge fear of rejection. Thats why I never make the first move either. Rejection is worse than needles. Ugh. Anyway... Kacie was making fun of me the other day because she asked if I thought someone liked me, I said I didn't know, and how I can never really tell. We proceed to talk about it, and I tell her something that he said and she laughs real hard and is like, "NO EM, I DON'T THINK HE LIKES YOU AT ALL," in complete sarcasm. So we laugh for about five minutes about it while she continues to make fun of me. She graduates soon, NOOOOOOOO!!!!! The only co I've ever known, and now I have to get a new one for my LAST SEMESTER here. Well, as an undergrad anyway. I may go to grad school here... but thats all another story, and I would NOT be an RA if I did.
I am aware this is a very jumbled post, but as usual it helped me put things into some type of order. It always helps to get things out there... and I'm not sure why.
To lighten the mood, here's my favorite excerpt on love from a comical genius named Dane Cook...
"Let's talk a little bit about L-O-V-E. Sometimes you meet somebody and you have what is known as a relationship. And things can go great and if it goes great than you have a great relationship. Sometimes it doesn't go so great and I call that a relation-SHIT. **cough, BOBBY, cough cough**
When you're not in love, when you don't have love EVERYBODY YOU KNOW falls in love. On like the same day, even KAREN the douche bag falls in love. (this part taken out because it makes fun of "mentally challenged people"... anyway, not important to my entry...) I came up with a perfect analogy right here, this is what it feels like when you don't have love, it's like theres a party going on and everyone was invited except for you. And you just happen to be walking by that house in the rain. 'Oh.. I wasn't invited to this party.' Thats what that feels like but then again when once you're in love, you know what thats like? That's like being inside that party going, 'Where's my jacket, I want to GET OUT OF HERE. Where's my jacket, I been in this party six year, and I want to see other parties. Where's my jacket? SOMEONE SHIT ON THE COATS..."
And that is very true. FYI the man himself will be hosting Saturday Night Live this Saturday... WATCH IT!!!!
So... I told someone something I maybe shouldn't have?? Haha.. Its hard to explain, and I definitely can't explain it over IM, which he expected me to. I tried and maybe it came out wrong? I don't know. He said it "sorta scared" him. Hey guess what... it scares me too! Yeah, I'd explain it, but I can't. Yeah go figure... Emily the journalist can't put something into words. Thats a first, mark the calendar. I've tried.... many times. I've tried to write him a letter about it, I tried to write a poem about it, I even tried to just jot allll the thoughts of it down together and put them into some kind of sense. And obviously it didn't work. The only place it really makes sense is in my head. Oh well. No harm I guess. I KNEW he'd take it the wrong way though, which is why I didn't want to say anything about it, but I kind of had to. Ahhhh.... anyway...
Fall break was AWESOME! Fit my payback in there... and spent an awesome night with Jenni and Lora, causing trouble in the valley as usual. There's more about it on my myspace, but its a friends only post, so if you're one of my myspace friends go read it! If not, well you suck! Haha.. just kidding, if you care that much as me about it. On second thought those who do care that much probably know about it already...
Things have been going really well. The only class I'm behind in is layout and design. I guess I'm slightly behind on my PR project, but we just got an extension on it so thats a good thing. I want to get my layout thing done this weekend though, since it's already late!
I don't understand boys, I never will. Maybe I should start calling them men?? Haha... yeah that was funny. How about GUYS.. that works. One thing I always sucked at was being able to tell if a guy likes me. I think it's because I have a huge fear of rejection. Thats why I never make the first move either. Rejection is worse than needles. Ugh. Anyway... Kacie was making fun of me the other day because she asked if I thought someone liked me, I said I didn't know, and how I can never really tell. We proceed to talk about it, and I tell her something that he said and she laughs real hard and is like, "NO EM, I DON'T THINK HE LIKES YOU AT ALL," in complete sarcasm. So we laugh for about five minutes about it while she continues to make fun of me. She graduates soon, NOOOOOOOO!!!!! The only co I've ever known, and now I have to get a new one for my LAST SEMESTER here. Well, as an undergrad anyway. I may go to grad school here... but thats all another story, and I would NOT be an RA if I did.
I am aware this is a very jumbled post, but as usual it helped me put things into some type of order. It always helps to get things out there... and I'm not sure why.