I’ve been so horrible as to not update recently. I haven’t even been logging into Blogger to check up on your blogs either! I feel so horrible, but I’m living life in the fast line!
Well, not really. Today’s my first day of school this week due to this fabulous phenomenon called Spring Weekend!
That translates to “Emily gets Monday off”. Now, see here, the plan was to catch up my commenting and blog a bit.
Instead, Roomie y yo ventured off to our dear friend’s house for the day, walked around a bit downtown, and watched Taken.
We also finished watching the Notebook, which we attempted to watch over Easter break. We finally got through with it! I’d never seen it (yes, shocking, I know!) and I thought it was so cute. :)
Our walk was a bit… creepy. Apparently, the citizens of Rhode Island haven’t ever seen a trio of girls walk down the street…
Well, we were in mini skirts.
And they were totally checkin’ us out.
No, just kidding! All the drivers kept staring though. :o
OH!~ I’m really sorry that I didn’t let you girls know earlier, but I was part of an online interview! It’s called “Words with a Blogger Wednesday” and it’s done by the lovely Tess over at Six Feet Under. If you’d be so lovely as to take a stroll over and check it out, here’s the link: Emily's Super Amazing Blogger Interview that Will Amaze and Entertain You with the Witty Remarks and Clever Anecdotes!
Yes, Emgurt will be provided! :D
Anyways, moving on! The weather this past weekend was amazing. I was so happy- it reminded me of that wonderful ole homeland of mine! I spent plenty of time outside, lounging, tanning…
Yesss, I’m a victim too. Only on my shoulders though.
I’m not really a fan of tanning, considering I love my paleness, but does anyone know how much crap I get from being so white? Really, it’s a bit ridiculous! Everybody has a comment to make on how Emily’s really Casper the Friendly Ghost.
Rawr! I’m not one to pay much attention to people’s opinions anyways, buuut I already get enough attention about ED and his crazy antics that sacrificing my lovely white skin for a few months is okay, as long as the remarks stop.
Stupid, right? I feel like a totally lame, “I change myself so people will like me more” girl. Ugg.
Oh well, doesn’t matter. On to the pictures!
one juicy pear with a side of trig prep.
You didn’t think you’d get out of this post without some flower pictures, now did ya?
No new news to report on Fork Boy. He’s still there, staring/glaring away (depending on the day/time/weather/humidity/crazy male PMS cycle). I’m choosing to ignore it (well, not really) and try not to think that somehow I’ve insulted him in some way that makes me deserve these… looks. This tactic may not work, but you never know until you try, right? ;)
Now, I’m in the mood for a nice jog, so I’ll see you chicas later. Expect comments so long that they make War and Peace seem like a brochure! :)
Mucho amor! ♥ ♥