DEAR MCL, thanks for being sick. LOVE, thelifeof-

EMILY IN A SECRET HANDSHAKE WORLD :) ftw.

I'm GOOD, you're GOOD, we're all GOOD.

Apparently my default setting is 'GOOD'. I catch myself more and more often describing absolutely everything as being good - my mood, how my day was, how my evening was, how that last test I wrote was, how that last muffin I ate was, apparently it's all good.

So these kinds of questions I consider 'small talk' questions. Although your really good friend might ask you how your test was and really mean it, they're just kind of small questions to provoke conversation. When I'm asked these kinds of questions, I go into default mode and answer them quickly, without a lot of thought. It's either good, okay, bad or really bad. Never excellent, or fantastic, just simple, little mediocre good.

According to my response, I think life and everything in it is nothing other than GOOD, and I hate that I do that - generalize. Everyone's always saying that we need to make the most out of life, so why do we make everything seem so ordinary when we talk about it? Wonderful amazing fantastic things that happen deserve more credit than what we give them, pretty much.

emiLy♥

I HEART

DATA.
YAHOOOO.

2DEE3DEE

"A stranger. From the outside." "Ooooooooh."

This is

my everything jam - my writing jam, my morning jam. Have a listen :) ps. On this CD he has all his songs in a Night Version and a Day Version. This is the Day Version; I prefer the Night Version though, so if you're interested, have a look for it online or something :)

I used to think my life revolved around caaaaash, used to believe I only needed money. But now I'm feeling something changing, deep inside of me, alright. Most people want their jobs to go from nine to five, in their lives they never feel so sunny, but what you need to do, is just enjoy the view. I said STOP, HERE, AND TURN AROUND, all this worryings got you sinking out yourself underground, yeah baby, yeah hunny, just live your life.

:)

glamour

just sit back & relax, just chit chat & hold hands, and hold hands, and hold hands.

It’s not a matter of what, it’s a matter of who.

For the last little while I’ve seen statuses on Facebook and various posts on technology complaining about Valentine’s Day & how sad everyone is that they’re single. To all those single people out there - don’t worry, you’ve got people to confide in. There are always people who feel just the same way as you do… what I’m trying to get at is that you’re not alone. You’re never alone. There are over six billion people in the world, after all. You can’t hide from that kind of exposure, those kinds of people, it’s just not possible. 

My Valentine’s Day past has been nothing but special, and a few hundred miles away from romantic, that’s for sure. I’ve been single for, well, pretty much sixteen Valentine’s Days, except this one. And I’m one of those people who think positively, (and that’s a lot different than most people, I realize) but I’ve never looked at Valentine’s Day in a negative light. Why? There’s this four letter word that comes with said day, and it’s L-O-V-E.

Did you know there are three different types of love? There’s the romantic kind of love, friendship kind of love and a love for things like… chocolate, kapeesh? I would go all crazy and look up the Greek words for these types of love, but frankly I’m on a roll and I don’t care enough to.

Such a simple four letter word can mean sooo many different things! Everything from loving your dog, to loving your best friend, to loving your signifigant other. And pretty sure last time I checked Valentine’s Day was not about just loving your boyfriend or girlfriend, it’s about love in general. So I understand people can feel a bit lonely on this day because they don’t have a signifigant other, and that’s because this holiday bloooows the whole relationships idea waaay out of proportion, with consumerism in mind, of course; proving you love someone by buying them fancy things on one day of the year will do wonders for your relationship, I’m sure.

Instead of focusing on exactly what this holiday wants us to focus on, think about all the people in your life who you love, and who mean something to you. Your best friends you can laugh with, get reassurance from; your parents who are your safety net, your support network; your reality tv shows; anything & everyone that makes you happy. That’s what this day should be about, that’s what every day of the year should be about, being thankful for everything you have.

It’s not a matter of what, it’s a matter of who - I have a bunch of friends who all went out to dinner together tonight. Why? Because they mean something to each other and because they love spending time together. That’s golden, having amazing friends you can rely on when you’re feeling down. As for me, dinner and a movie, simple. That’s the way it’s supposed to be - the way I look at it, it is an excuse to hang out with people who you love.

Smile, for a number of reasons. Remember that you are loved.
Thank all (and I really do mean all) the people in your life who you love.

:) Cheer up, sunshine.
♥emiLy

life just got cooler.

yaaay photoshop, thanks sista :)

i write lists like it's my day job.

For as long as I can remember I've always had an obsession with lists. Apparently there's something magical about writing things down in no particular order, and then crossing them off when they're done.

Now you might be thinking, "Yes, I write lists. That's no big deal." I can guarantee that probably 85% of the people who will read this don't take the act of writing lists quite as seriously as I do - I literally make lists for everything. I make 'To Do' lists for home, school and SAC. I have lists of things I love, lists of favorite quotes, even a special list I call my 'Must Love' list (a list I made about half a year ago of all the things I think a boyfriend should love). I make a list each week laying out exactly what I will wear each day and the things I need to remember to bring to school in the mornings. I have a list of what I plan to do with my life, all the things I want to do and in a broad time frame. If that's not enough, I have a list titled 'The List', for all the random things I want to do but I have no idea when I will do them. By far the most random, this list contains things like 'have a toga party', 'try yogurt and sprinkles' and 'build an epic tent in a room'. On top of that, for 'To Do' lists, I tend to time everything out; how long certain tasks will take me and when I plan to get each one completed by. I plan days at a time and I flip things over to the next day if they don't get completed, desperately finding a way to jam them in.

This may sound a little ridiculous, and yes, I agree with you, it is ridiculous. It's also confusing, might I add, to be flipping back and forth between lists to look off of. So why do I write so many lists? For exactly that reason, to write. I'm always thinking about a million different things at once; my mind is everywhere. This means that if I think of something and don't write it down, it's gone, and I mean whooooshgone. By writing things down I remember, so that's what I do. If this means that I have papers everywhere and I'm reading lines of words until my brain melts, then that's perfectly okay with me.

For your enjoyment I'm including some of the things off my 'Life List', and my 'Must Love' list is posted under my Followers on the right side over there. Oh, and just a side note, my lists tend to get ridiculous, so feel free to laugh or comment about various things, that's totally cool.

LIFE LIST includes: renovate my room (new floors, chalk board wall, photo wall), buy a Canon T2i., Macbook, begin to write a novel, Mission Trip across the world, work in a hip coffee shop or totally rad bookstore, become a YouTube star, photograph my life (everything & everyone), learn to play guitar, take cooking lessons, take cake decorating lessons, lose my fear of the subway and city, paint a mural on a wall, get married, go on a Disney cruise, own an Ikea closet ... or a house, that's cool too.

I think it might be pointless to add I'm usually a pretty organized person?
I'm going to go with yes.
emiLy♥

dear mr. indie music.

When we read your blog in class, I thought of this.

fresh-h-h-h

oh hi, rad individual.

angles

holla in the fridga

imma dinosaur.

hello world, meet emiLy

Have you ever actually looked up the definition of a blog? Dictionary.com tells me that a blog, pronounced 'blawg', (personally, I think the word should be spelled this way, it's ten times more rad) is a website containing the writer's own experiences, observations, opinions etc, and often has images and links to other websites. A snippet of Urban Dictionary tells me that people use blogs as online diaries. In a nutshell, a blog can be whatever you want it to be: a way of expressing yourself and your thoughts, a place to display cool stuff for other people to see, a place where you can have opinions without worrying what other people will think or say about you. Essentially, my blog will be my brain with a name attached to it. I plan to write mostly about my thoughts on life, and things going on in my life. I'll post some of my photography, and some cool pictures I find. As a little introduction to me (I know not everyone knows a lot about me), here's my very technical list of loves.
EMILY LOVES winter, happy people, roller coasters, slushies, music, quotes about life, Dr. Seuss, stickers, street signs, stargazing, extra creamy kraft dinner, koolaid jammers, iced coffee (with an extra shot of vanilla base), fall leaves, rings, capital Ls, sunsets on the beach, collecting rocks, blasting music while driving, fish... in a tank, inside jokes with friends, urgent text messages, crayola crayons, v necks, American Apparel hoodies, fair trade cocoa beans, blogging, creative and impressive photography, fortunes under Jones Soda lids, self checkouts, lists, topfives!, exclamation marks, backwards smiley faces (bracket first, eyes after), Big Macs, McChickens, wearing yellow on gloomy days, screaming at the top of your lungs, trying to sing although you can't, trying to dance although you can't, yellow highlighters, blue jeans, comfy sweaters, cute good morning texts, poetry, Christmas lights, gingerbread men.

This is real, this is me.

Three cheers for being yourself and loving it.

♥emiLy