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Thursday, May 14, 2009

Beginnings @ 7:15 PM

You want to know the worst part of starting a blog?
Starting it.

I mean, I want this to kind of be a way of venting the shit out of my life without any repercussions, so I want it so look/sound/feel legit. Maybe I should just ramble like an ignoramus like I am now.

What do you need to know about me?
I'm Emily, I'm 17, I'm obsessed with makeup, I'm a twitter addict, I'm a band geek, I love music so much I think I have an addiction.

Pretty much, thats it. I'm pretty damn simple for a teenager, to be quite frank.
And I'm tired. Night.



welcome

Name's Emily.
I'm a senior in high school.
I like to bitch about my life.
My parents are my absolute rock, I adore them.
My friends make me laugh and smile and love my life.
I write. A lot.
I play the saxophone, the flute, AND the piccolo. BAM!

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