Oh dear....

So it's been WAY too long since I have posted something on here....but follow my other blog at the current moment so you can keep up with everything while I am out and about...in foreign land and amongst other things. :)

LOVE Y'ALL!!!
-Emz

TO say the least...

I survived the semester.

I am actually breathing after the fact, and I still have all of my body parts...minus some hair and possibly brain cells....and a good amount of sanity.

But never the less. I am alive and kickin'.

And I also got all A's with one B. KICK IT! :D

So now I am off to try to find yet another job and try to stay out of trouble. Needless to say...

I am going to be needing some major help! :)

Love,

Emzerly

Oh my wishes....

Sleep

Such a beautiful word.

Such a LONGING thing I wish to experience.

Why must thou be so short?

Don't thou lovest me?

I plea for thee every night, and yet, you never cometh.

I loveth thee still. Will thou giveth a return?

Whispering...

I don't feel so alone...

When I see someone give a random smile to another stranger...

When I see someone rub their nose because it itches....

Scratches their back in public....

When I hear an "I love you" from someone to another...to the same gender, and opposite...with sincerity.

When I see other students freaking out about last minute assignments given....

When one of my friends has a "stupid boy problem"....

When someone has a mental break down and uses my shoulder as a tissue...

When he gives me that smile, and laughs at the right time.

Yeah, I feel human. What an amazing feeling. :)

So what ARE the rules for a woman?

I say that I think I'm pretty.... I'm labeled as being conceded or egotistical.

I state my true opinion.... I'm labeled as a [insert female insult here]

I cry for once in a blue moon.... I'm labeled as a pathetic, pitty-party, emo, depressive person.

I laugh.... I'm labeled loud.

I walk with happiness, and confidence.... I'm labeled as a snob.

I think.... there for I must be intimidating.

I share my feelings with him.... he labels me as being too attached.

I eat a piece of cake.... I'm labeled as a fatty.

I look in the mirror.... I'm labeled as being self conscious and obsessive.


Well, let me tell you something.....

LABELS ARE FOR SOUP CANS!!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you for your patience.

I am off my soap box now.