Looking for my Green World.

There is no theme here. You will find things I like, things I believe in, and things I have a beef with.

This is also a considerably clean blog. There won't be excessive cussing or blatant nudity here.

Not especially spoiler free. I make no promises.

Check out my other blog, Seasonal Joy.

Got my grades in for this semester - made Dean’s List again!

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…Wat u doin’ Nebraska?

…Wat u doin’ Nebraska?

Sang along with literally every part possible in the first half of the JCS soundtrack and… yeah, my throat hurts now.

OUAT.

AND ALSO IN MY HEART.

(but thank you for the long-overdue Rumbelle kisses)

Officially done with this semester, moved out of the dorm… Just downed half a bottle of wine and I feel purty gooood.

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I have two very intense finals tomorrow and I can’t seem to find it in me to care. 

I’m still studying, though, so I guess… Maybe it’s a good kind of not caring… As in, not stressing. 

This is unfamiliar territory.

I miss St. Louis and Spearfish and Treasure Island all at once. Why can I not be in three places at once?

Here’s the plan: I move to St. Louis and make beaucoup money doing IDEK what, vacation in Florida every year and eventually retire to South Dakota where I can finally become the badass, long-gray-haired old lady living the hermit life in the Black Hills.

Rum Runner good. Headache bad.

Random lame fact about Emily (for procrastination purposes):

There’s a vacation photo of me in front of Mount Rushmore from my South Dakota trip a few years ago, and we’re pretty sure there’s a UFO in the background. The sad part is, though, I look like shit in the picture so I don’t show it to anyone, because fuck the flying saucer, I don’t want people to see the cow it’s about to abduct. XD 

Plus I don’t wanna give those bastard aliens the satisfaction of a photobomb in my picture, however bad it may be.

Me: *pick up old pen*
Me: *test it out, doesn't work*
Me: *shrug*
Me: *put back in jar with others*
Me: It'll work later.