Saturday, November 28, 2009

To Emily, From Lili






soo this is lili
emily's friend for anyone who doesn't know
and basically this amazazing friend of mine trusted me enough to lend me her computer for the weekend so i could do my homework
...and leave me a letter that said i should write on her blog(just so you know i'm not hacking or anything)
so, i figured, seeing as i am unable to force myself to do the homework i should be doing, i might as well write
ladeeda ladeeda
Emiloo is one of the greatest friends i have ever had and if you have been blessed with having her in your life, than you know just how wonderful she is. if you know her and haven't become friends with her...trust me, you're missing out. And she is completely open to being your friend so if you're nice to her (which you bloody well should be or i will be angry. and you won't like me when i'm mad) you're pretty much guaranteed to be friends with her.
it's really wierd how we became friends...in fact i'm not even very sure how it happened. all i know is that freshmen year, we were nice to each other, shared a couple jokes now and again, bonded over the fact that we were jewish and had curly hair....and liked Twilight (bleh) and the next year it was pretty much the same. Until one day i was really upset about something, lord knows what it was, and i called her or was texting her, and somehow it was decided that she should come over to my house.
when she got here i told her everything. and i mean everything. not just about what i was upset with but things that had happened in my life that were hurtful to me or that made me happy or whatever. we somehow fell asleep and by the time we woke up the next morning, i was literally dizzy with the emptiness of my mind. i had told her in that one day everything that i had ever wanted to tell anyone but just not been able to and now i there was nothing banging around in my head bursting to get out.
so, i made her pancakes and i made her a mixed CD and she left
but that was only the beginning. now it's almost a ritual. no matter what is going on, if we get together for any reason, we end up talking about everything (instead of doing what we're supposed to be doing i should add)
our friendship is something i treasure more than many things and i'm hoping that it will last forever.
in honor of that endlessness, i choose not to end this post but to say
i love you emily from your friend Lili
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Friday, November 20, 2009

You know those people

Who make you smile by just being there?
Who make you love life when you feel like you're at your worst?
Who make you want to laugh, sing, dance, and cry all at the same time?
Who can take a shitty week and turn it into something amazing?
Who inspire you to be better in everything?
Who you don't spend a weekend without?
Who know everything and anything there is to know about you?
Who being yourself comes naturally when they're around?
Who always seem to know the right thing to say?
Who not saying anything around is simply perfect?
Who make awkward silences impossible?
Who you can say literally anything to?

Who you could never imagine your life without?

Some people only have one or two of these friends.
I've been blessed or something.
I have four.
Or, as one of them said "angels in the form of friends."

Love you guys!
Emily

Sunday, November 8, 2009

16

You know, it doesn't feel any different, really. I mean, other than the fact that it's the age I have always associated with being a teenager, I really don't feel anything special.
Sweet Sixteen.
Weird.
It was a decent day. Nothing too special. Barbequed veggies and a wicked peanut butter and chocolate pie. But other than that (and the fact that I have literally no homework for tomorrow), today was pretty average.
Not that I'm complaining.
I guess life's just... ordinary. Not bad, not good. Just normal.
And I'm 16 years old.

I remember being a little kid and imagining what my life would be like at 16. I thought I'd know guys and go out and do stuff. Or that I'd have my license and make sure to get it on my birthday.
I'm not what I expected. Which really isn't a bad thing.
Little kid expectations never really hit the mark, I think.
Blah. I don't know.
I'm just rambling now.
Emily