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This weekend my parents are in Asheboro to celebrate their 20th marriage anniversary. Congratulations to them.

I still have not painted and I still have not made a video. I fail miserably.

I am also getting very irritated about how slowly my magician on maplestory is levelling up. She looks gosh darn cute though!

Alas! She is only level 15. Sadsadsadsad. I admit I have not been killing monsters as much as I should though. For instance two days ago I spent two hours sitting at the screen talking to an 11 year old who lives in New Zealand (she lived in New Zealand!!). James finally decided to start playing with me though, and that is yay. Now me, James, and James Bone all sit around playing MapleStory together. ^_^

James and I discovered the snack isle at Target. Ohhh Nutty Bars. Ohhhh Chips Ahoy. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Rice Krispy Treats. <333333333 Yeah, we totally missed that isle because of the huge square pole blocking it from view. But we know where you are now, snack isle, we know now.

I haven’t seen Natalie in a while. She was supposed to come over this weekend but she can’t. I never see her anymore and it makes me frown. Sometimes I really miss living with her. Those days were fun. She’d wake me up before she left for school, sometimes with a bagel!, and I’d talk to her while she got ready. Then I’d go back to sleep and when I woke up a few hours later I’d go hang out with Bobby all day. Then I’d come home at night and hang out with Natalie and go to sleep. That’s how it was every day, just me and my two best friends. But now Natalie lives 30 minutes away and neither of us have a car to get to eachother. And now Bobby and I aren’t even friends because of his new girlfriend (which is so high school of him, but don’t get me started). I love spending my day with James, he is my absolute favorite… but those sunny days at McDonalds and the park with my second favorites are heavily missed.

In other news… I finally set aside my pride and approached my parents about tuition. It’s time I go back. I wanted to do it on my own but I guess I had to remember that even superheroes like myself need help sometimes. My parents told me to show some initiative by calling the school and getting some classes set up, so that’s what I’m doing. I’m pretty sure I have to register for classes in person, so I’m calling tomorrow to set up an appointment. I’ll be taking mostly online classes since my transportation system isn’t at it’s best right now. It’ll be good to be back in school. So good. And I can study with my sister Aubrey! She’s really smart. She can help me with math and I’ll help her with english, hah.

I went to the mall with a few girls like a week ago… Natalie, Sandra, Ashley, and Becka. It’s good to get a little girl time in once in a while. We were going prom dress shopping, heh.

Natalie and I, best friends!

btw, since I haven’t made videos I guess nobody knows that I wear glasses 24/7 now. Ran out of contacts, lol.

Peace,

Emily.

… is evidently lonely. We all need a tale to tell.

Well, here I am. Enkanowen pointed out that I fail at updating this thing just as much as I fail at updating my youtube! Working on it though. I’m hoping to make a video tomorrow because I have off. I’m not sure though, because I have to clean my bedroom and then my dad is coming to help me file my taxes around 5:30. My mom has been wanting to have James and I over for dinner but she’s taking care of my niece and nephew. My nephew goes in for surgery tomorrow. I am very sad for the little guy. Because of him and my niece I have begun to absolutely adore children. Nothing puts a smile on my face like kittens, James, and happy kids. I’m excited to have my own one day. I want a little girl named Elanor.

Work is going good. I like Starbucks now that I’m getting more comfortable with the people I work with. Now everyone there knows that I am very odd and geeky. I keep people laughing, even if it is because I whistle Star Wars tunes and have seen LotR over 50 times. Actually I make a lot of people laugh without even being aware of how I’m doing it. I guess it’s the things I do. One guy I work with says I look and act like an anime character. Today another one of the guys I work with allowed me to put caramel drizzle all over his tongue. It was very exciting. For me, anyway.

I guess I’m going to talk about James now. I know I talk about him a lot, but he’s the biggest part of my life. Anyway, there’s an aspect of James’s relationship that I never really talk about because I know it sounds unbelievable. I know if somebody had said it to me a year ago I wouldn’t have been able to keep a straight face. BUT… I get a lot of comments on my youtube saying that James and I are “obviously soulmates” and all that jazz, so I’m just going to put this out there. I’m tired of hiding so many things about myself for fear of the wrong people knowing.

In the past I was never that great of a girlfriend. I could be, when I wanted to be. But not really. I’ve cheated physically (two seperate times on two seperate guys). I’ve cheated mentally (if you consider that cheating) who knowwwws how many times. I’ve been downright awful to guys before. It wasn’t even because I wanted to be, I just was. I was never the monogamous type. Even when I had a boyfriend I was always wanting to be with someone else. I’m surprised Bobby dated me for three years, because if I were him I would’ve kicked me to the curb after 10 months. Well anyway… because of this, when I found out James wanted to date me I was very hesitant. I put him off for a month after our first kiss because I “knew” I would break his heart. He is such a nice, gentle, loving guy – just like Bobby, the guy I was with for three years. I didn’t want to tear him to pieces like I feel I did with Bobby. I had tried dating after Bobby (Chip, Joel) but it just didn’t work. I couldn’t do the whole dating thing. I was never sure about anything or anyone.

Eventually, obviously, I just went for it. I was listening to a song. “1000 times a day” by the Early November. Sweet story. I realized I could have that kind of story with James. So I went for it. There was something special about James. I had some kind of connection with him that I hadn’t had with anyone else. We talked for hours and hours and hours (I do mean HOURS) every night on the phone. He could make me genuinely crack up allll the time, which honestly is not something a lot of people can do. He got me, and I got him. SO… I went for it.

Now here is the part where I introduce my friend Merri, who I have been friends with for a few years now. This may sound completely idiotic, especially if you’re a logical kind of person, but Merri is psychic. And by psychic I don’t necessarily mean “you’re going to have an unhappy marriage and ugly kids, but you’ll be rich.” She can see things that most cannot. Like spirits. Auras. Things like that. Well one day she started to tell me something but changed her mind. Me being me forced her to spit it out. She told me that in one of the photos of James and I together, she could see our auras and they were linked. She said we had white lines coming out of our hearts and into eachothers. I asked what they meant, and she said “well, you’re soulmates.” At this point in time I didn’t believe in soulmates, but at the same time I believed in my friend and I believed that James was something special that I’d never felt before.

For a few days I mulled over this and came to the conclusion that I believed Merri. I threw away all my cynical views on love and soulmates and dived head on into it all. A few days later I told James what Merri had said, having no idea what he would say back. To my surprise, he told me he believed it. He told me he had felt a connection with me since he first saw me on myspace before he even met me. That night we sat on a picnic table and talked. We talked about everything, but mostly our pasts. I told him a million secrets and personal things that nobody else had ever known. After a while it got quiet and we sat in silence. Then all of a sudden there was this surge of feeling between us. The best way I can describe it is to tell you that it was surety. For the first time in my entire life, and I do mean that, I was entirely sure of something. I was sure that James is my soulmate, I was sure that James is the man I would marry, I is sure that James was my true love. I was just sure. I could believe it. For the first time, I could believe it all. Apparently James got the same feeling at the same moment, and he looked at me and said “we’re going to get married.” I told him I loved him, and he told me he loved me. And we just knew.

That was on August 17th, 2006. Seven months later we still feel the exact same thing and it hasn’t faltered once. I still know he was made for me.

And that is why nothing racists say will ever affect me. That is why no matter whether my parents have truly accepted us or not, it will never affect my relationship. That is why our children will be beautiful and happy. That is why we will always be happy. And you can whine and whine and bitch and bitch about how we’re destroying the human race, but it won’t change the thing. We will still be together. Because frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.

Peace & Love,

Emily

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May I remind everyone that this is a fan orientated blog. If you are curious as to why I am in the relationship I am in or what I have in common with James, I will be glad to talk to you as long as you are polite and sensible about it. And don’t get mad if I don’t respond right away. I do have things to do, you know. I also apologize to everyone for the fact that my comments are now moderated. Didn’t want to do it, but it seems that some people just don’t know any decency.

I am a failure at updating this. It’s been a week.

I haven’t even made a video yet!! I just haven’t felt like it.

Welllll. Friday was date night for James and I. We went out for dinner and enjoyed ourselves very much. There are a couple pictures… I got all dolled up for once and it felt nice. I’ll post the pics at the end.

I went out for coffee with an old friend from middle school. His name is Rob. When we were in middle school I thought he was awesome, but he didn’t like me because I was “boy crazy.” But now we get along just fine, haha. We’re supposed to go visit our old middle school tomorrow because we want to say hello to Matt, our teacher. Matt was one of my best teachers.

This inspires me to share a little bit more about myself growing up. Okay, well I’ve never been the most focused person on Earth. I am easily distracted, disorganized, and very forgetful. My mom thinks I’ve got ADD, but I don’t know and don’t really agree with the whole ADD thing, but moving on. In school I could never learn like everyone else could. I don’t think it’s that I have a learning disorder, I just require some less common methods of teaching. Anyway, because of this and the fact that I hated school and never put in the necessary effort, I switched schools a lot and tried a lot of different programs. Then when I turned 16 my parents suggested I drop out of school, get my GED, and go to college early. Sounds a little sketch, but it actually worked for me. I always knew I’d enjoy college more than k-12, and I was right. I wouldn’t suggest my drop out method to just anyone though… But it worked well for me.

In other news, I have lost the will to paint. I think I’m being smothered by hate for my paintings. I never mentioned that the Source of All Things painting (in the “She’s at it again” video) is now in two pieces. I broke the canvas in half and then tore it up with a knife. I kind of wish I hadn’t because people wanted to buy it, but I hated that painting with a passion.

My nephew is very sick. He has a viral infection in his lungs and a horrible ear infection. He had to go to the hospital today. I’m worried about him. He’s such a cute little guy, and only a year old! My niece is doing well though (she’s 2) My mom called and put her on the phone today. She was so adorable. “hi emmy, whatrya doin? where’s james? where’s puppy? where’s manda?” She calls James Bone “puppy” and I have no idea why. Those kids are cutest. Anyway, everyone cross your fingers for Little Man. I’m hoping he starts feeling better soon.

Well, closing out now with some pictures from date night. Good day everyone.

Love & peace ~ Emily.

I had to make rent, so yesterday morning I sold my first painting. I sold this painting to Alex/krayzeepunk21 for $100. Nice. I am really sad to let it go, but it feels good too. I think after this I’m going to start painting and selling a lot more often.

Anyway, we made rent and it turned out okay. James’s aunt wired him money for his birthday today, which was nice.

When I got off work I walked out from the back room and James was standing at the counter talking to my coworkers. He had a fresh new haircut, was wearing an adorable newspaper boy hat, and was holding a card and a bouquet of roses. I’m pretty sure everyone at Starbucks knows how lucky I am now. : )))))

Bill Clinton, me, and Amanda when we were in 4th and 6th grade.

So a few really interesting things happened today, which was unusual.

I had to work at 5:30 AM. I was three and a half hours into slumber when Amanda came home from a party and I woke up. Didn’t get to sleep until an hour and a half after that. Then I had to wake up about 20 minutes after I fell asleep for work. On the way to work the car ran out of gas. I called my manager and she freaked out because I was the only one opening with her today. She came and picked me up, James got to the gas station, and everything is okay now. The car is still a total piece of shit though, and now it smells really strongly of gasoline.

Then at work some guy came in, asked for an application (we were out), asked where the bathrooms are, and then fell asleep in one of the chairs. My manager then went to the bathroom, only to come out and inform me that the guy had taken a crap all over the women’s bathroom. She told me that this is the second time he’s done this and that every Sunday he comes in, asks for an application, puts his name and number on it (nothing else), tells her to call him, and sits in the chair. When I left work at 10:15, he was still asleep in the chair.

Anyway, those are today’s interesting stories. When I got home James and I meant to take an hour nap, but took a 4-5 hour nap instead. It’s okay, because it was pleasant. I used to hate sleeping, but not so much when he’s sleeping with me. Also, James told me today that when I’m really tired and fall into a deep sleep, I snore really loud. Boohoo.

Now for interesting photo time. See, my dad has a family website for us. On it are a bunch of pictures of our family throughout the years (it’s private, so don’t think you’re viewing it). It’s cool because I love seeing pictures of us when I was a kid (happy days). These pictures are from 10 years ago, when I was 8 or 9 years old and Amanda was 10 or 11. They take place on Ocracoke Island (a beautiful place, I recommend everyone to visit the outerbanks).

(That’s Amanda and I, playing on the beach. We’d sit there for hours playing with toy sea animals. Good times, good times…)

Also, this is my favorite guy and girl sim. He is half pixie, and she is a vampire.

Peace & Love

Emily

One day, this will be us:

One day far far far far FARRRRRRR from now, haha. I’m not having kids until I’m 28 – 30.

Anyway, that baby is kyoooot. One thing that always makes me giggle about the racists that say “are you aware that your children will look NOTHING like you?” is that I really don’t care, because I think James is far more beautiful than I am. I’d be very happy if my babies looked like him.

Absolutely nothing interesting has gone on, so I really don’t have a lot to write about.

I would really like a kitten, PREFERABLY PIPPIN >(, but I’m not getting one until I know for sure I can give it a pleasant life. Plus Amanda would never let me have one. Or she’d make me lock it in my room all day every day, and I couldn’t do that to a cat. But one day.

I guess that’s all I can talk about for now, so

Peace -

Emily