It's Velentine's day, I'm in school, and I'm doing math.

Now, I know most of you that care are all liek "Where the hell has Emily been?"

Well, THats because I'm not supposed to be on computers at all.

Can you say GROUNDED?

I can. I can say it, because it is what i am. -_-

Grounded means that i cannot use my computer, go outside after school, I had to fight for my phone (They were gunna take it away!! :O ), No one can come over, And I think I can go out on the weekends, but I have an 8 oclock cerfew. But my mother is thinking of just sending me to my dads house (a good 90 miles away from where i normally live) every weekend until my brother and I are UNgrounded. Which I'm not sure how long it will take for that to happen.

This is all due to the grades on my reposrt card. -_- I got a D in History, and Science, and a C in Spanish... I also got "No Grade" in Drawing. So that menas I dont get the credits( i.e. yeah, i just phuckin failed Art. How the hell do you fail ART?!)

So the bargan is "Emily, Bring your grades up for the half way mark, and Well give you the stuff back" Well, That would be reallh simple I think. I mean, a month to get my grades up? No. Wrong. I think find out that interum Progress Reports come out in a WEEK. and I'm failing math! (I ronic, I'm complaining, when i should be doing my math work, but its not that. Its my lack of homework,. But i can make up the homework, I'm trying harder, ect ect,

And I'm stuck doing math. So, I guess I'll only be on Thursday's. Cause thats when I can go to the computers at school.

But enough about me brooding over my pravalage loss...

today is a happy day!

I haven't been able to get aynthing for my boyfriend what with being grounded, and flat broke, so I'm feeling kinda bad, But he go tme cute stuff, Liek this heart that he made out of plastic with mine and his name carved in it, and a beautiful rose engraved as well. It was so sweet =]

He said that the day will be full of surprises. I'm kinda scared, seeing as how my mother is out of town.

lol I'm farther than anyone in my class. I'm on Unit 11. No one is near that. I'm so awesome.

well, I', bored, so now i'm just gunna but random stuff.

Did you know that the cigarette lighter was made before the match? No lie.

I learned that Cocacola also had cocaine in it.

and in 1960-something, LSD was legal in California. I think it was 1967 or 69 (hehehe 69... )

I got a new book bag! Well, my friend gave it to me, and its all kick ass like. I love it.

man, I miss the forums. They were so fun. But everytime i go there, I get in trouble...

Do you guys Miss me on the Smallville Forum?

Well, i know i promised a party blog, but it will have to wait. I'm sorry. Hey, if you make this one mave as much comments as the last one, I'll double that party blog, and trick it out awesome style.

Spam away! GO Co-estic-ker-azy! =]

-Emily

I know i need to write a blog

but i'm really not in the mood for it

so take this as open range

spam. converse. do what you wish.

Just dont get me arrested.

I wanna see how many comments i can get. If i get over.. uhh idk, the highest i've gotten (which is a hundred 9 or something. e.e) then i'll make a really awesome rave party next time.

"'Does Stitch have to go in the ship?'
'Yes...?'
'CanStitch say goodbye? '
'...Yes?....'
'Thank you.'" -Stitch. Probably the cutest thing i've ever seen. XD

My day today was... interesting.

I did tons of new things.

I met my boyfriends Dad. Went to the doctors with him (He had a weird huge bump in his head. we still dont really know what it is, but i guess its nothing serious *THANK GOD*)

then, i went to seven eleven and had my frist chili cheese (NON KOSHER) hot dog ever.

then i went to my boyfriends house for the first time.

Then i me his MOM for the first time (I think she hates me, because she whispered in his ear that "nonone would take [him] away from [her]")

Then i met his brother (WHO I FIND AMAZING. A Mini-him ) and his brothers "Friend girls" who The Boyfriend helps tutor (Yes. he tutors little kids. Before you think he;s a saint.. he gets paid to do 2nd grade work. He's no saint!!)

then i rode the Miami transit bus for the first time.

Oh, and i also got to watch Lilo and Stitch. Notmy first time, but it's the best movie ever.

Dance Instructor: Lilo... WHy are yoiu late>?
Lilo: Todays sandwhich day!
D.I.: *blank look*
Lilo: EVery Thursday I bring pudge the fish a peanut butter sandwhich. But today we were all out of peanut butter. So i asked my ister what to ger him, and she said a tuna sandwhich. I can't give pudge tuna!!! *whispers* Do you know what tuna is??
D.I.: ...FIsh?
Lilo: It's FISH! I;m late cause i had to go to the store, get some peanut butter, because all we have.. is.. is.. is STINKING TUNA! *starts hyperventalating*
D.I.: Lilo, Lilo, why is this so important?
Lilo: ....Pudge controls the weather.

Oh.. and i have to get off, because i'm STILL GROUNDED (i refuse to clean my brother and I's room.)

but one more first. kinda corny,, but.. well... it is...

First time making out with a guy So we got a little carried away in his bedroom. You can't blame us for being teenagers.

toodles! leave comments! read my story is you havent yet.

EVen thought almost everyon e thoroughly dissappointed me in that last one

Beside Angel, of course.

I will give you your gift in the next blog. I'm still thinking of something perfect.

Well, as you all do or do not know, I love to write.

So i wrote a story. and i finished it a little0 ago, so i wanna get some feedback on it before i go to sleep, wake up, and think "omg this is stupid crap"

Here it is!

P.s. idk why, but i can't use spoiler tags. sorry...

The air that night was clear. No smoke, no fog, no nothing. You could see the pasture stretch for miles on end. There were grassy planes as far as your eyes could see. To anyone else, this would seem like an extraordinary night. It would be the night that romantics dreamed of, singles envied, outdoorsmen cherished, and children saw as an "all clear" from that usual scary story starting with the ominous setting.

But none of that mattered. Beatrice and Kylar's attention was set on the sky. Not the grass, not the water that flowed downhill some yards besides them, not the world. The only thing that mattered was them and the sky.

"Kylar... How many stars do you think there are?" Beatrice turned her head in wonder.

"I'm not sure. Probably hundreds..." His voice trailed off as he blinked, silently counting in his head. Every star that night was to be seen. Like a stage show, all of them trying to be the brightest, the shiniest, the most elaborate star in the sky.

"Try hundreds of billions." Beatrice adds in a matter of fact way. "There are billions of stars, not hundreds." She laughed, "Stupid" Her tone was playful as she shoved him gently.

"Well, if you already knew the answer to a question that you yourself posed, isn't that unnecessary?" He smiled, continuing his count. "You just wanted to show off your smarts."

"And? You didn't know. I'm making you more smarticle."

"I would believe that if you hadn't just used the word 'smarticle' in a sentence" Kylar laughed and raised his hand towards the sky. "There. That star right there. If you're so" he turned his head to gaze at her with a mocking look, "smarticle," he directed his attention back towards the star he's pointing at. "What's the name of it?"

"Oh, I don't know. It's too hard to see which one you're pointing at."

"You're right...."

Silence enveloped them once more. They gazed at the stars with admiration. Beatrice was thinking of so many things. How they were formed, how they stay in the sky, why they are there, if there is anything on them, and so much more. Her mind can't make sense of them as fast as they come. Though, in contrast, Kylar is simply counting. Counting the stars, animating each one his eyes fall on, each one being a new number it adds to his bunch, until they are hoarded into a bundle and fall straight from the sky, like a bushel of apples. Then he keeps counting, seeing himself and Beatrice leaping from star to star. Strangely enough, Beatrice had on ballet slippers. Why? He will never know, but the thought did make him smile.

Suddenly, Beatrice broke into his thoughts. Her tone from beside him was one of curiosity as she asked him, "What do you think happens to us after we pass?"

Her voice was quiet, and timid, like she was scared of the answer she would receive. Kylar didn't quite hear her, he was too busy watching the scene he had created in his head fall... just like the bushel of apples, just like the stars, and just like she and he did, from the sky, ballet slippers and all.

"Pardon?" He asked, bringing himself to the present.

"I said, what do you think happens after we pass. Die. Depart. Whatever you want to call it." She propped herself up on her elbows, now looking down into the waters that resided near them.

"Well... You really want to know what I think happens?" Kylar questioned. She smiled, reflecting the waters, making it seem calm, serene, and peaceful. As it should.

"Illuminate me." She said, simply.

"I think," He started, propping himself up on the grass as well, "that it's whatever you want." He looked to her, to see her reaction to what he had said. Her face showed a slight resemblance to that of a puppy when you've told him to do a trick he doesn't know.

"You lost me...."

"Well, I think that whatever you want to happen to you after you die, happens. If you want to go to the beyond," He gestured at the sky, "you go to the beyond. If you want to be buried in the ground," he patted the floor beneath them, "become one with nature, and life, then it happens. If you want to become reincarnated, then it happens. I believe... that what you believe is the basis for your departure." He ended his charade on a note of wisdom.

"What if you don't believe in anything?" Beatrice inquired.

Kyle pondered this for a moment. "Well then," he sighed, "your departure won't be too exciting, now will it?" then he smiled. Beatrice seemed to find this sufficient to her needs, because she lay back down.

Kylar started to dream again. A dream with his eyes open. He continued seeing the stars. Continued counting them. But this time, each time he counted a star, it would change color. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple. Eventually in his mind there was a rainbow in the sky.

Suddenly, Beatrice got up and moved to a spot some 10 feet away. Kyle sat up, letting the rainbow fall... just like the bushels of apples, just like the stars, just like she and he did, just like his thoughts, all of them.

"Why are you over there?" He called out to her, his voice cracking slightly from being so used to the quiet.

"Gives me a different perspective." She called back.

Kylar got up and moved next to her. They exchanged a silent look, and lay down again, simultaneously. Just as they did so many hours before when they decided to gaze at the sky. Kylar looked up to see a bright blue speck.

"Hey, you see that star? That bright blue one?" He pointed to it.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"What do you think that one's called?" He asked, moving his hands behind his head while Beatrice looked up, examining the star.

"I think I studied that. It's supposed to be really small. It called Earth, I think." She sighed and laid back, giggling to herself, "But then again, I'm not so smarticle, remember?" They both laughed out loud.

Once again, Kylar added that star to his technicolored bushel of apples, in which they danced upon, with ballet slippers, and realized, that's where he wanted to be.

They boyfriend liked it.

Said it gave him that "puking your guts out" feeling... ina good way. I told him that wasn't to assuring.

Soo. Feedback? Hit me up, chikey-bay-behh.

Love,
That blonde girl evferyone seems to love, Emily.

"Awww Come one! I miss EVERYTHING!Do it again!" - Connie.

My responce.: No. CAMILA misses everything.

Well, I'm sorry to tell you all,

But i have a boyfriend.

Yes I knwo this is a deep blow for all my little fanboys, but rest assured, I'll stull act like the little sl*t i usually act like.

I'm in a preatty good mood. I'm getting FIVE days out of school. Usually 4, but i'm staying home tomarrow for the fact that I'm getting my hair done.

Dying ie... BLUE!

I know, I'm such a freaaak.

I realized that i get a sick pleasure out of scaring children.

I was texting The B.F. earlier, and He's liek "Crap, I'm stuck babysitting my brother and his two "friend girls".

Me: Hahahaha Torture them.

Him: Hmm., Stereo on (sidenote: He has the most amazing sound system. Shakes his entire apartment. ), And now, I'm going on my computer and putting the grudge soundtrack on a cd...

Me: Haha Don't forget the Halloween theme, and random creaks.

Him: Yehh Thanks.

Me: OH! and does your place have a circut box?

Him: Yeh. Why?

Me: Cut the lights. Well, All of them but the ones in your room so the stereo still works.

Him: Oh and I'll put Objects on the floor so they trip when theier running.

I know its erally mean, but his brother is almost teh devil incarnate. I think He's tied him to a table a couple times...

Well, My brother is coming down for Thanks Giving. I havent seen him since... Hmm... August something-or-other. Kinda miss him.

Well I'm getting kinda bored.

and Feel like just TYYYYYPING and typing and typing.

SO i should probably tell you the rules for tis blog.

For everyone that comments, you have to leave ATLEAST 5 comments. I refuse to post another blog until this one has over 100 comments.

Also there are other things you must remember:

Comments must have atleast FOUR words in them. none of these stupid 1 word comments.

You NEED to post 5, but they do not have to be at the same time. You can do them sporadically.

The person who post the most will get a special gift in the next blog.

Lets see how long this takes!

Oh and.. No rules on what you talk about. Go Ga-Ga.

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