So I hear that midterms will be cancelled if there are delays or no school. If that’s the case, then I think I may die. I just took two exams I could care less about but tomorrow I really need those exams. I studied for like four hours today and I actually feel ready. God damn the winter, I’ve never liked it anyways.
Who wants to see Explosions In The Sky with me on...
artillerybreeze: jamesisnotpoliticallycorrect: PLEASE. EMMA MOTHERFUCKING CAREY OH MY GOD. ME! Pick me!
When times get tough, escape to Paris.
So, I’m assuming when you are trying to report a fake profile who is impersonating someone, if you don’t actually have a facebook, you fall under the “does not represent a real person” category. Ya hear that? If you don’t have a facebook, you’ve just been a figment of my imagination this whole time.
Jamie like-a da posts, but he wont pick up-a da phone
My mom left the house saying,
“Bye Peeps.” Who is this person I call mother?
artillerybreeze: Why is my sister more popular among my friends than I am? Are you there God? It’s me, Whiny Bitch.
rose: hey whats up
kris: watchin a movie hbu
rose: no rong anser it is the sky
Well, I’m sorry I am disappointing everyone with not making my claymation, but I just wanted everyone to know that I have succeeded in evolving my first Eevee into an Espeon. If only that lovely pokemon knew I made a homage to it’s face in cake form. If only… Anyways, it’s not easy from this point on, I still have to evolve Eevee number two (named Trev Jr. after the...
I'm on the phone with two cats
Spoiler alert: they’re both Emma.
Invitations are so overrated.
“Good friends will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you’ve had enough, but your best friend will look at you trippin over your own two feet and say “bitch drink the rest of that. you know we dont waste that kinda shit.”“ Sometimes I see things like this as captions on facebook pictures. And then I say to myself, “Let’s see whose...
My back hurts really bad and I just want to see my sister damn it! I miss her.
Sometimes I wish I could wrap myself in a bunch of blankets and come out a beautiful chuckerfly.
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Anonymous asked: if u had one wish would it be to liv with emma?
Anonymous asked: whos your best freud?
Anonymous asked: whos ur best fried?
wutangslangg asked: I HAVE CREATED A MONSTER. ;________;
Today I told myself that if I didn’t have school tomorrow I would spend the weekend making a more elaborate claymation. I don’t know if I have the talent, resources, or time though. But most importantly, I know I don’t have the energy. Whatever, I’ll do it anyways. You heard it here first, folks. I am making a movie! Let’s aim for 20 seconds.
For God's sake, stop sending me facebook messages!
I’m not even 15 feet away from you, mom.
The new voice actors for Sailor Moon S are so bad, I don’t even think I can finish watching anymore episodes. Well, I guess it’s back to Gossip Girl!
Recently, when I have a moment in my head that isn’t being occupied by real brainwave flow, I tend to go “leedle leedle lee” in my head. To, what? Fill the awkward tension? Pass time? Keep my mind train from derailing? I don’t know. I just feel like writing. I was so alone last night without power. And then my phone died. And then my mom’s phone died. I don’t...
Sometimes instead of calling me from downstairs or calling me from the intercom or calling me from the little thing that we have that allows our phones to call other phones within the house or calling my cellphone or texting me or coming to my room to tell me something, my mom sends me private facebook messages. Which, is not only lamer than the former, but is also inconvenient because I hardly...
To shovel my driveway. In fact, I have been stalling for the past hour due to the swift flashback of last year, where I had to shovel my driveway alone, in the cold, while my neighbor watched from his plow (which he used to shovel his driveway in a mere 5 minutes). I kind of like shoveling though. It’s good exercise and when I do it my mom doesn’t complain to me about how lazy I am....
Damn, nature, you scary!
The nutshell version
Of my day (including surprisingly long details for a nutshell. Must be a big nut.) I woke up, like the rest of you fools, on time for school. After being nearly ready, the radio started to announce school closings. Then I went downstairs, to my mom watching the news, and screamed. I ran upstairs in an angry frenzy, turned on all the heaters in my room (which is just the one, and my electric...
Wow. Why are the Yeah Yeah Yeahs so cool? Buy all their albums. Fever to Tell, especially. Lalala past my bed time. The day seems so much longer when I don’t take naps, which I haven’t not done in the past few weeks. Right? Did I say that right? I have taken a nap everyday for the past few weeks. There.
I see my cat found a nice comfy spot in my hamper
Oh, the life a cat lives. Sitting and sleeping. Sitting and sleeping. Eating and sitting. Sitting and sleeping. Sorry, was I drooling?
I think if I took up the violin and got really good I could fair being a homeless person. I would be a street performer to pay for dinner. The winters would be harsh, but I’d know what it would be like to live a real life, not just ‘get good grades, be happy, what is happiness anyways?, go to college, ect.” And then someday when I die on the streets, most likely from being...
I have officially given up human interaction with my real life friends to watch Sailor Moon at 10:35 pm, aside from texting Trevor, who is alternating Spongebob quotes with me, and Kris who is assisting me in the development of sending messages in a way that is faster than skype chat (spoiler alert, it’s every way). Go on judging me, assholes.
Every time I drive by Emma’s house I just want to pop in with some food or something and be like, “Hey Emma I brought you this food! Okay bye now!” Will someone just love me forever? I will pop in and bring you food! Oh and by the way, added to the list of things I am good at making to eat, is nachos. Here is the full length list: Cereal Grilled Cheese Pasta Salad ...
drum roll please
Because for the first time ever, in Alison history, I have finished all my review packets BEFORE THEY WERE DUE! YAAAAAAY. Emma, the pact! It’s working!!! Unlike all those other god damn pacts. You’d think we’re in some sort of cult with all these pacts we make.
Well my mom and I got in a really big fight today on the way to Harris Teeter about art and how I thought that drugs could make some art beautiful and how she insisted that by saying that, I was saying drugs are okay. Well anyways, it turned from a conversation to a full on yelling argument really really quickly until we got to Harris Teeter. I was parking and I pulled in forward to the parking...
I think I bruised the bridge of my nose today when I was playing tennis and I tried to serve and I swung and missed the ball, which landed straight on my nose. Everyone was laughing at me and I guess I should’ve been embarrassed, but whatever. My nose hurts now.
Superheroes 101: Yes, it is necessary to have your nails painted in your hero transformation, even if you wear gloves in your outfit.