After Tuesday...

Even the calendar says WTF.  hahaha.  I like that joke.  Namely because life is totally strange-o these days.  You know how it gets.  I only have 12 weeks of high school left.  It's hard to comprehend.  It's totally exciting, but... weird.  Also, my school has just adopted this new anti-bullying program that totally fucks up our Monday schedule, and I don't like it.  I mean, I agree with its message I guess, but I just think that the way they're carrying it out is being anti-productive.  It's not to get students not to bully, it's to teach others how to step in and try to stop it.  Good idea, but the way that it's being worked with is probably not going to do anything.  At least not yet.  As seniors, we aren't doing much with it because they've decided we're already a lost cause to "look the other way" and whatever, and in part they're probably right; I won't complain though because the last thing I want to start out my week with is anti-bullying training.

Anyway. According to schedule, today is Pick-Up Line Evaluation Day.  So today's pick-up line is:
You know what? Your eyes are the same color as my Porsche.

Why this wouldn't work, at least on me:
First off, they don't make Porsches both aqua and amber.  They just don't.  Maybe the interior could be amber, but still.  It's not likely.
Second, this pick-up line totally suggests that I'm so shallow and material that I would go out with a guy simply because he has money.  That's vaguely insulting.  Also, it clearly suggests that you're looking for a shallow/material girl, which means that you're not likely to be looking for a long-term relationship, but a fling, and that's not what I'm after.
Among other things, (not that this has much of anything to do with the line; I'm just saying), I do actually have a rich guy friend that would be perfectly content to use his money and expensive cars to buy my affection.  He tried, actually.  Unfortunately (for him more than me, maybe) I wasn't really that into him.  I can't just go out with a guy that annoys the crap out of me because he can buy me nice stuff.  Not that this guy "annoys the crap out of me" but there are definitely some key things I can't really put up with.  But that's beside the point.

I would do another, but I really feel like doing something else.  So I'll just do one this week.  Maybe next week I'll do a few to make up for my laziness.  Who knows.
Anyway, so that's all I've got.

Ta ta!
--Emily <3

AAAAAAAAACKK!!!

Goodness sakes, It's almost been a whole week since I've posted anything!  My sincerest apologies.  (Not that anyone cares, but still.)  I meant to post something over the weekend, but a new development in the health of my tendons greatly diminished my list of weekend activities, as well as working for eight hours both days and helping with an event an organization I'm an officer of.... If that made any sense at all, I'm stunned...

ANYWAY!  It's Tuesday...and I'm kinda thinking this whole introducing a public figure thing isn't gonna work so very well...  I don't know... I never know who to talk about...  So I'll ramble a little, since I'm so good at it.

This week at school is homecoming week.  I should've taken pictures the last couple of days of my outfits, but I haven't.  Yesterday was pajama day, and today was 80s!  Today was rather fun.  Side-ponies and everything!  Ohh, sometimes, to be honest, I wish we still dressed like that.  It's so fun and random!  And, I guess I don't think it necessarily all looks SO ridiculous... Okay, it's pretty damn ridiculous, but so is a lot of what we wear NOW.
I mean, really?  The pants that girls wear, myself included, are so terribly unflattering to anyone who wears more than a size 2, maybe 4.  They stop halfway up the curve of our hips, so no matter what you do, you've got muffin-top, and that's icky.  And then our shirts are skin tight and necklines continue to plunge and hems continue to rise.... Okay, tell me something: Why, in the era of overweight people as a majority, are we going back to the form-fitting designs that DO NOT WORK on fat people?  Now, I'm a size 8--usually--and I'm not going to deny that I weigh a bit more than necessary, and I've got some baggage.  If I wanted to, I could slim down the rest of the way, but...can't seem to find the motivation.  Fine.  So I wear pants that come higher--and the other thing is that hip-huggers are CONSTANTLY falling down.  I HATE pulling my pants up all the time!--but still below my belly button, and they provide better shape for me.  I suddenly don't look like I weigh 30 extra pounds--I don't really; I'm not that overweight--and I actually feel better about myself.
The other thing I really don't get is why we all pay to be billboards for some company.  Aero, Abercrombie, Fox, Hollister, and Am. Eagle--and Roxy--are probably the worst around here where I live.  Everything they put out has their name plastered across at least the majority of the garment.  I don't get it!  Oh well, whatever.

And why is denim so fucking expensive?  $30 for a pair of jeans, and that's cheap!?  What the hell?  I'm sorry; I love jeans, but they're not worth any $40.  It's just denim.  Really, people.

$120 sunglasses...Um, okay?  Why?  Put them on and they're......just sunglasses.  You can get the exact same pair with a different name for like, $15, or $20.  Ooohhh.... I bought mine for $10.  At that rate, I can afford a new pair of sunglasses periodically.

I don't know anymore.  I think everything's ridiculous.  Even what I buy is still somewhat ridiculous, but I can't help it.  It's what's available, after all.  Oh, how I miss the days of better clothing.

Do you remember the bleach-your-jeans era?  I was mid grade school.  All of a sudden, there were random bleach patterns EVERYWHERE.  I also remember the checkered ones, that had seams on the outside for every square?  haha....those were amusing.  I think someone in my class had a pair... but I only vaguely remember all the way back then, haha.  Actually, I remember most things surprisingly well from my childhood.  It's what I ate for lunch--or if I did at all--that I have trouble with.
I'm only sort of kidding...

But I'm gonna go to bed now.  BEcause I'm tired.  I realize it's only 20 to 11, but I'm still tired.  So there.  And I have work tomorrow.  =[  I suddenly really don't wanna.....oh well.  I'm quitting shortly anyway, with any luck.  Cross your fingers for me.

Until next time, with love,
--Emily
~~xoxo~~