Tuesday, January 31, 2012

The Fault In Our Stars

I just cried my eyes out for just about two hours straight. And it's because of a book.  I can't help it!  I LOVE books and I LOVE books that make me sob until my eyes get all swollen and red and I look like some really emotional junkie. 
I loved this book.  I loved it.  I don't even know if I can tell you anything more about it.  It literally made me laugh through my tears.  And don't say I ruined it by telling you I cried.  It's about cancer.  What do you think I have no soul? I'm going to cry.  Who wouldn't?
John Green captures the wholly spirit and sarcastic nature of this insanely awesome teenage girl who just happens to have cancer.  Josie, my beloved friend who loaned me the book, just asked me how I thought it was and I had to actually turn on my computer and look up a less cliche word for beautiful.  Just to do justice to the book.  Please read it.

In other news do to with my exciting life of reading books and doing homework...I went parasailing today!  I put some pictures down there.  It was so fantastic, I felt like I was flying!  I had to encourage Alex a bit so I started listing all of the things that would be so so fun about it and she bought it! Plus, they dipped our toes in the water.  Of course, I had an SAT class right after, but I don't care I felt so free.

Don't be fooled, the real adventure is waiting for your moms to fill out the waiver while you get sunburned 
 We are so ready for an adventure..we even came prepared with our very own life jackets!  Just kidding, we're not that cool.

 You think we look teeny tiny?  Well, yeah, guess what witches? You look like a toy boat!
 Coming down for butt-landing...
But not before we get our toes dunked! 
And there go the moms!

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Meet Imelda Marcos

Haha.  If you happened to see this and thought you'd maybe get an interview with Imelda Marcos, you'd be wrong.  Duh, I would never let her on here. But guess vat? I have something better!  MY 2,700 shoe collection!  Just kidding just kidding!  Almost...

You see, I counted and I'm kind of embarrassed/proud to say that I have...um... about, uh...40 pairs of shoes.  Don't judge I help the planet every other Sunday and I plant trees all of the time and I love to read and I am a nice and thoughtful person (most of the time)! I am not a selfish terrible person! Also literally all of my shoes are from either the Salvation Army, Goodwill or my mom's closet.  I actually think she passed on her love of shoes to me through meiosis or whatever.

And I didn't even have to get it pierced! (oh, father) it's from Etsy!  A ear cuff!  Who woulda known!

Friday, January 27, 2012

Meet Maria of First Impressions!

Hello, dear readers of Hello Shmello!
I'm Maria Elyse from First Impressions, and I adore Emily's blog. Her fantastic, personable writing and lovely outfits are lovely.

I live in the Northern US, where the weather right now is a bit unusual. Typically in mid-January the ground is covered in many quilts of white snow, the wind is fiercely upset, and the temperature drops to below zero. Instead I walk outside to temperatures in the thirties, which is quite warm for winter weather here, and there's just a thin sheet of snow below my feet. It's pleasantly mild.
I hope that winter, weather mild or harsh, is pleasant for each of you. Thanks for having me guest post, Emily!

*Bonus silly questions*
What is the last book you read?
The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. It was amazing; I loved it. I can't wait to read the second one!

If you were a tree (or animal) what kind of tree (animal) would you be?
While I think it would be lovely to be a tree, I'd rather be an animal. Swans are one of my favorite animals, and I'd love to be one. They're so beautiful, graceful, and can fly- one of my dreams.

If you could be any character in fiction, whom would you be?
Wendy Darling, from Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie, without a doubt.

If you won $20 million in the lottery, what would you do with the money?
I would use it to start college funds for my sisters and I, buy my parents their dream house, buy some clothes I've been lusting after, go on my dream vacation to London and Paris, and start an orphanage for disabled children in a foreign country. My youngest sister is disabled, and in some foreign countries, disabled orphans who are not adopted by a certain age are sent to horrible institutions where they are poorly looked after, and where most die within a year. When I learned about it I kept thinking, What if one of those sweet kids was my little sister? I would do anything to change that and give them a better life.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Winter Girl

Maria from First Impressions!! Yipideedooda!

It's not even close to winter here, psh.  But over ski week mi familia y mi vamos a ir a northern California!! Oh, crap, that reminds me, I have to study for my Spanish final. Oh, well.  But anyways, back to english...I'm going to be where I belong!  Were going to take college tours of Sonoma, San Francisco and Santa Cruz (hah, I guess I just love 's's) and I am SO EXCITED.  Though it does kind of make me miss my family, and that's strange because I'm in a room with them right now.  I also feel terrible for my parents having to be alone with Max, haha.  No no, I'm sure they'll have tons of fun with mr. angsty eighth grade complainee. 

By the wayzlls, I apologize for my lack of shoes lately.  I actually wore really really cute shoes today, but...ya know...a girl gets a little lazy sometimes (all the times).

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Good Advice By Me

This is some advice I thought was pretty good.  One of my best friends Josie was very very stressed about our AP US History final (she was taking it the next day, I was taking it three days later).  Now, if you have ever been in high school and taken a US history course, multiply it by 9,000000000 (with commas, of course).  If you were (or are) ever so fortunate to take  the AP US class, then multiply it by...eh, maybe 104.  Mr Fauver is hard as rusty nails (though on the inside I believe he is soft as a cotton ball).  Anyway, she was freaking out about this test so I sent her this text.  I'm sorry if it offends anyone but I definitely believe this is true.  And I made her laugh. So there.

Don't forget watermelon*! Also my mom said blueberries help, too! And cucumbers help you concentrate*!  We don't have to do letters* this week but I'm going to try and write a de-stress letter for you in marine bio (though I should pay attention) and it'll be awesome!  Ok anyway you're going to do SO awesome and even if you do get a 70 percent on the test you'll still have a B in the class (weighted by colleges, at least) and anyway, who the eff will care like ten years from now, honestly, if you really think about it, friends are the only thing you get out of high school...and blow jobs if you're a guy, because even terrible poop-excuse-for-a guy guys get blow jobs in high school.
You are awesome and cool even if you don't get a good grade on the final (thank god for the both of us because you know I will be getting a lower grade than you).

*Watermelon is supposedly good for your memory, and you can bet your cat that we're going to need that for APUSH
*I might have made that one up to make her feel better, but maybe she'll eat a whole lot of cucumbers and go all Ron Weasley quidditch match on that test
*Josie and I have decided to start writing little letters to each other during classes (I write in the morning, give the letter for her to respond to at lunch and then she gives it back the next day)  I usually write a full page and she does doodles and songs and I am so looking forward to looking back on them years and years from now and then show them to my kids and say, hey guys, this was one of the best friends I ever had (besides Nikki, Adriana and Alex of course) and they'll say, you guys were so cool.  And I'll say, no, we really weren't.  But that'll be fine.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

So much pain inside my belly,
So much pain a fire grows.
Digging deeper like a war,
Burning blacker than a coal.
Racing racing back and forth.
Inside of me it’s raging;
No end and no beginning.
So much pain inside my belly

A bomb goes off inside my brain
And there it is, the end.
I am thinking, oh I’m thinking
That I could never just pretend.
That I am perfect,
And pretend that I am fine
When there is pain inside my belly,
An eruption in my mind.


That would be my most recent poem...don't judge I'm just getting back into the swing of writing (because writing helps when you're stressed I'm promise!!).  Anywhooz...Picnic.com...go.  It's so good for photo editing and awesomeness...sadly, they are closing down on April 19th (oh, cool Picnic go on and close three days after my bday, cool) BUT this means that until then, all of their premium features are available to regular peeps such as yo and me until closing time!  And their premium features are da bomb.com.  Shweet!  You say, but what's the catch?  Nada, I say!! Nada!
This is a DIY skirt btdubs! I made it in my first few weeks of sewing...I just took an old too-short skirt and sewed patches of left over fabric I had hanging around in my room.  And the top, I am proud to say, is from Free People.  So many years I have admired the Freeps from afar, and I finally have this sparkly crop top.  Cost me twenty dollars, but I don't care.  I'm in love.

 Oh, gosh I love rain.  And water.  That sounded stupid.  Who doesn't?  I just love the way it looks like a stream of glass.

I spent probably a good ten minutes sitting in a puddle, trying to capture the shadow of the vines above this little water filled crevasse.  Sorry it's a little blurred, I'm not a professional photographer.  SORRY!

Friday, January 20, 2012

Math Just Sucks

It's true.  If you don't think so...you must be good at it.  TEACH ME YOUR WAYZ.
Anywho, I've given up on studying for finals I'm off to play tennis in a bit.  But before I go I decided to post this exclusive 'Emily cooking water' post!  YEHOO.

In my obvious natural element.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

2400 points

No no, that is not what I scored on my PSAT.  And it certainly is not the number of hours I've studied this year (has to be more, heh).  Well, what is it then, this crazy number, you wonder.  My self esteem points! "Que?" they ask in unison.
  I believe through blogging my self esteem points have risen from, like, sixteen (but lets not get too generous) to 2400.  It's not like I'm saying blogging = world peace or end of homelessness, but I do think it's a personal boost and a personal boost is better than nothing.  For some, blogging is hard to get right into and for others it just clicks, but I think everyone knows what I'm talking about when I say how excited I was the first time I received a comment.  A comment?  What?  Really?  Those exist in real life?  Haha, just kidding I didn't say that, but still.  Sometimes I read some of the comments I get and it just restores my faith in the beauty of mankind (or womankind...whatever).  I realize I not only have my beautiful friends and family from beyond the computer, but also my beautiful blogging friends.  I guess I just wanted to thank you guys in my special awkward way.  So thanks!  You know who you are *winky face without the actual winky icon* 

I've doing the same poses for a while so this is me testing out a fun new pose...it's kind of unofficially called the dinosaur.