Today’s the last day of summer. Bummer I know. HEY!! It sorta rhymes. or it does. Blah! Well yes, summer is going to be over in a couple of hours. I’m bummed yet happy. I miss school. I miss hanging out with my friends. I miss my tree. LOL! I hang out near a tree in school. He’s my buddy. Well anywho, I’m not soo much excited about the work load. Planning on taking AP and Honors classes on top of my college course. Emily?! over achieving?! I know..it’s a shock but hey..I’m going to try.

I have to cut this short. I’ll continue as soon as I can, when I have time of course. I have to do chores and go to bed.

Until Then,

EmilyUnknown

It finally hit me. I’ve come to realize that summer is almost over. I’m starting school on the 12th. :O

Looking back on my entire summer, it’s just blah. I don’t think there is a word to describe my summer. Well I’m making my summer sound bad. It wasn’t at all. I had fun times. Really FUN times. Adventurous ones too. Sure, Hiking is adventurous although I feel like its not adventurous enough. I want to do something I’ve never done before, something that I know I’d remember forever. I just need helping finding that something. I want to be able to tell people about it and they’d be in awe. At times, I can be totally scared of stuff, well most of the time. Travis knows that. But right now, I’m feeling very brave and adventurous. I WANT an adventure. I NEED one.

Contemplating,

EmilyUnknown

I’m sorry I haven’t been blogging. I’ve been busy with soo much stuff that I have absolutely no time to blog. Well things are definitely looking up. I’m single. Yes, You read right. I am free from the evil clutches of Caleb. Just because this may not make sense to some of you. I’ll explain. Before we broke up, We have been going out for 10 months and a couple days. On the 22nd day of this month, I decided that I should take a break from the relationship I had with him. So I did. The deal was no texting, talking, or seeing each other. Everything was going good until the next day when Caleb texts me and tells me that he has Jabbo-whatevers tickets and that he has no else to go with. So I start naming people just so that I don’t have to go with him and he’d have an excuse for every person I named. So after about an hour of naming people, I said I’d try to go. So I got permission and had my friend Micheal pick me up and drop me to the place of the concert, since my dad couldn’t. So I met up with Caleb and we stood in line for three freaking hours. I hated it. It was hot and I was tired. So finally when we got to the door. Just a couple more feet from the entrance and they announce that they can’t let anymore people into the concert. And let me tell you right now, I was pissed. I didn’t even want to go in the first place and I’m not the most patient person ever. I wasted three hours of my life that I’m never going to get back. So Thanks Sponsors of the Jabbowockeez. YOU TOTALLY MADE MY DAY! Well anyway, despite all the bad stuff that happened that day, I realized something. I realized that when I saw Caleb that day, that things weren’t the same. I didn’t see him in the way that I used to see him. He was different. I was different. I had no feelings for him whatsoever. The entire time that I was with him, he felt like a friend not a boyfriend. So the next day, the 24th, I broke up with him. It was the hardest thing in the world, not because I couldn’t tell him that I don’t see him the same way but because he was so stubborn. He would try his best to make me feel guilty because he knows I can’t live with guilt. He would say stuff like, “If I die, its your fault.” “See you at my funeral”. All I could think about was, “Do I really want to be with a person that’s going to make me feel guilty and miserable my entire life? ” Now that I think about it, I don’t think he cared as much as I did. When I was breaking up with him, it wasn’t him that was crying, it was me. I was hurt because of what he did and of course what he said. I can’t say what he did YET but I will. Once it comes up. He’s an asshole. GAHHH!! I know this sounds really mean, but I feel like I wasted 10 months of my life I’m never going to get back. I mean I did have good times with him but right now I feel like I could’ve spent that 10 months in a better way with a better person. I don’t regret going out with him but sometimes he makes me regret it. Well enough about that, I GOT MY PERMIT! I wanted mine ever since my sister got hers. So I started driving yesterday, and boy was I horrible. I think I damaged one of my tires. XO That reminds me, I forgot to call my driving school to schedule a time to practice driving with them. Ohh well, there’s always tomorrow. I can’t wait to damage their Titan and endanger others on the road! YEAH! I’m kidding. The last thing I want to do is hurt someone. So that’s definitely not going to happen.  Wow, this is getting longer than expected. I guess I’ll end it here. I’ll update as much as I can. So Doomo! Doitachimashite? Ohh well..

With Love,

Emily

As you all may know, Travis’s is an amazing poet. I’m not. I wish I was. I’ll try to think up some stuff to respond to some of his poems. Keyword: TRY

With Love,

Emily

I’m Emily. As some of you may know, I’m Travis’s friend. Travis doesn’t know I made a WordPress yet but he will find out as soon as I finish responding to most of his blogs. That was the purpose as to why I wanted to make a WordPress, to respond to his blogs. Since you know Travis, you might as well know me.

I’m Emily Unknown. I’m 16. I’m the second child of three kids. I have 4 half siblings whom I’d say I’m pretty close to. I go to George Washington High School on the beautiful island of Guam. Although I do love it here, I want to get out as soon as I can. Which is probably by the time I’m married with a family due to the fact that my parents are wayy over-protective. I love reading romance novels to kill time, which I haven’t been doing often because I have absolutely no time. But when I do have time, I’m lazy. Travis’s mom got me into reading. She’s awesome. I can say that I am closer to her than my own mom. She has got to be the nicest, most funnest woman I know. I make up words. I believe I have my own little world where I can make up words and they’d be totally legal. I’m still waiting the day I see a shooting star and although I’ve never seen one, I wish on the normal stars, usually the first one I see. I love walking on the beach at night. Its a great place to think. I’m really big on religion. I’m a Christian, by the way. I have been the day I was born and will be the day I die. When I’m alone at the beach, I like to think God’s sitting beside me, watching his creation with me. He helps me think in my time of need. I ramble on about random things and Travis laughs at me for it. Travis and I have been friends since the seventh grade although we met in the sixth grade. I like supporting organizations such as, Invisible Children, Habitat for Humanity, Relay for Life, and other various organizations. I get distracted easy. One reason why I think I shouldn’t be driving. XO. I’m awaiting the day things get better which I know isn’t going to be anytime soon. This is the first time I’m going to let random people see the stuff I write. I think I’m not a good writer. But doesn’t everybody? I’m in a relationship with Caleb. We’re almost going to be going out for a year. September 16. Things haven’t been going good lately. It’s been like that since the start of summer. We just don’t agree on the same stuff anymore. I have this belief that I will never grow old. Just the thought of paying my own bills ruins the excitement of having freedom. Music is everything. It’s gotten me through stuff and kept me company while I was bored. I could lay on the ground forever and listen to music if I could. I like to drown people out with my iPod when I’m annoyed. I’m a dog person. I had a dog named Roxy who was a full bred Australian Pomeranian. I gave her to my sister and she lost her, accidentally or so she says. I miss Roxy so much that sometimes, I sit in bed and silently cry to myself because I miss her so much. I think I’ve found my “Mr. Right”, although he doesn’t know it yet. I love him. If only he knew..

With Love,

Emily