I have just realised, I haven't properly introduced myself. I've wasted my time writing to the people I know, and those I haven't with imaginative blogs, but never properly told you who I am. So, here we are, I hate doing these things. But it has to be done.
My name is Emily. I am almost 16, and I love to act. I live in England, and although of the weather, I love it very much. But the weather isn't that bad, I always create something to do, rain or shine. Whether its playing my guitar, going out with friends, doing work, or just creating stories about the rain. I love to write. Very much. [I don't just write about the rain btw] I would love to, one day publish my own story. It's one of those things I just feel I have to do. I don't yet know what it will be about, but I never know what my stories will be about, whenever I write them, I just start, and normally never finish, something magical. But anyway, we're sidetracking..
I'm starting college NEXT year. I'm very excited, but also so sad to be leaving the home I've grown up in for the past 5 years. [TPCS] I would like to do 'A National Certificate in Acting' it sounds amazing, and I would LOVE to do it :)
I play the guitar, for those who don't know me. I'm currently on my Grade 4.
I love my friends and family <3 verry MUCH :)
I don't hate anybody. Hate is a strong word. And I hate it. It's the worst word in the world. Why hate someone, you don't truly know?
This is basically it, the amount I can write, because I have to go and meet people :F But, I will write again soon. A different blog.
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Love <,3
Saturday, 17 October 2009
Friday, 16 October 2009
Memories.
I sit here, Lady GaGa on spotify, talking on MSN and admiring my guitar. Basically has told everything about me. My birthday in 9 days, excited much?
I looked through my Dads laptop the other night, at all his photos since 2002. Some of them were very bad, and would've been social suicide if I posted them onto the internet, but th
eres a couple I love, and they make me smile when I look at them, here's one. A photo of me, my mum and dad, in 2005-ish? It was the day my great uncle came down for Ireland, so we had the whole family round, and had a photo time. I think this was when they were about to go, so my Nanny wanted to take a photo of every thing like normal :) So this was one of them. I never thought about this photo before, didn't even know it existed until my dad showed me it, I love it, a lot :)
eres a couple I love, and they make me smile when I look at them, here's one. A photo of me, my mum and dad, in 2005-ish? It was the day my great uncle came down for Ireland, so we had the whole family round, and had a photo time. I think this was when they were about to go, so my Nanny wanted to take a photo of every thing like normal :) So this was one of them. I never thought about this photo before, didn't even know it existed until my dad showed me it, I love it, a lot :)There are others, but thats my favourite :)
Rain.
As I sit, watching the rain trickle down my window. I stare out at the grey canvas, dreaming about the world out there. I write a story all about rain, showing the pain, anger and heart-braking. As the rain pours down, I stare into the clouds, wondering about the world out there. Then the sun pierces through the cotton clouds, and creates a whole new atmosphere. As the world brightens up, I begin to smile. I know I'm smiling, and this small space is brightening up by this beautiful thing, but I know, out there in the world, it's still raining, either physically or metaphorically. But I still sit there, watching the light bounce off the cars, creating the most beautiful atmosphere. Ever.
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