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EmmaLeeJay
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Name: Emily
Gender: Female
Interests: I am a student at The Master's College majoring in music. So I like music. But I also like graphic design. I enjoy making backgrounds like the background on this xanga, and I like playing with colors and making things look good. If you ever want a xanga make-over, let me know. :-)
Occupation: Student
Industry: Harpist
Message: message me
Member Since:
11/7/2005
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| So, let's see... where was I? Oh, yes, my birthday. It was
really fun. It was on Sunday, and everyone at camp went to church
to be comissioned for our summer of work and fun. On my way to
church, I check my voice mail, and listen to a message from my brother,
wishing me a happy birthday. He's very sweet like that. So
after church, I got with a group of friends, and people I've never
met. Someone had heard of a place to eat, and really wanted to go
there for dinner, so 6 people in a van, and 2 of us in my car, we set
out in the general direction of the resturant, though it wasn't quite
time for dinner yet. So I'm following my friend, and getting to
know a new staff person, who happens to work in the kitchen with me and
we sleep in the same room. After not too long, my friend who I am
following, also known as Pax, calls me on my cell phone, and asks me
where we're going. He also explains that he's following me, even
though he's in front. So after another while of driving, we end
up at the mall. We walk around for a few hours, and then head to
the resturant. While waiting for an hour or so (it was Father's
Day as well as my birthday), my friends, and new friends, are
discovering that it is my birthday. They decide to make a huge
fuss about it, and it doesn't bug me too much, because I know they do
it because they love me. So... after eating a HUGE dinner, I had
to go pee. And I come back, more stuffed than I could possibly
be, and people are looking at me and smiling. The waiter comes
back with this HUGE piece of ice cream cake, and 8 forks. We all
participated in eating this thing, and then we were all REALLY
stuffed. With only remnants of whipped cream on the plate,
everyone is chearing for me to clean it all up. Someone else
takes his finger and acts like he's going to lick it, but instead
places it on my face. It was fun, and we had a blast, and even
though I turned 21, nobody got drunk.
Yippie.
A few weeks later...
I'm standing in the back of the kitchen, on a Wednesday night.
The meal for dinner happens to be spaghetti. An unnamed kitchen
worker brings a pot of spaghetti noodles to be strained, and pours it
into the strainer in the sink. He claims that someone bumped into
him, though this has not been confirmed. But what we do know is
that the water came out of the pot, into the sink, out of the sink, and
onto my right foot. I screamed when I saw the water comming in my
direction, and then I SCREAMED when it was on my foot taking my skin
off. The head of the kitchen, Lary, quickly comes over and helps
me get my shoe off, and I sit down, and we look at the damage. I
was told it was a really really really bad second degree burn, since
there was no black and no blood. But it was still a bad
burn. Today, my foot is mostly recovered. I'm still not
sure if I'l have much of a scar left, because it healed very nicely,
yet I'd still like to have some evidence of the incident.
I think that's about all the major excitement. Sorry if this is
kind of a whirlwind post, with a lot of text but not much
content. But hey, it's better than no post at all, right?
I love you guys
~Emily
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| And then I had another celebration on my real birthday. That was
fun. I will tell you about it sometime, but my computer is about
to die, so now is not a good time.
Camp is good. I wish you were here.
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| So we celebrated my birthday yesterday... and today.
Since my parents are relocating, our old table had been sold, and we
were using the card table and fold up chairs. Eventually they
found a K-Mart table they liked, and they got it. Of course, it
has to be put together. So yesterday, my dad and I go at
it. Around 2:00, we head off to see Pirates of the
Carribian. Turns out the showtimes on Thursday are not the same
as on Friday. So we went back home, and finished putting the
chairs together. We go out for dinner, and then come home for pie
and presents.
The first item is a harp pin. Very nice. 18K gold. Green stones, probably fake. But it's cool.
The second item is a Peterson Strobe Flip tunner. It's a really expensive tunner and is very good. I'm excited.
The third item is one of those outdoor decorative flags. It has a
hummingbird on it. I like hummingbirds, but recently I've been
cleaning my room, throwing away things I don't need. I'm not sure
what to do with a flag. So that was... interesting.
Then we ate pie, and that was that.
Then this morning... I drag myself out of bed (which, by the way,
currently consists of an airmattress because my bed was sold...) and as
I walk toward the stairs to go down for food, I see my harp in the
living room. That's normal, because that's where he's supposed to
be, but this time he's wearing a nice thick heavy duty blue
cover. I've been wanting and needing one of those for a long
time, and now he's got one. It's very nice. And then later
today we checked the paper and got the correct times for Pirates, and
we went today and saw it.
The movie was good, though there was a lot going on, and it was kinda
hard to follow everything, and remember who's double crossing
who. But overall it wasn't bad.
I leave for camp in 5 days. Yippie!!
~Emily | | |
| People can write some of the most random things on a blog, and sound somewhat profound.
The flaw comes in when everyone assumes that person is profound all the time.
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| Finals are over.
Women's Chamber Choir went on tour, and that is over.
I have two weeks left before I leave for camp.
I got new shoes today.
We're doing A Ceremony of Carols for Christmas. For those of you
who don't know, it's a major work for Harp and choir. I get to be
the harp. At least one of them, assuming we have multiple
harpists who want to do it. I'm excited about it, and have
started practicing one of the movements. It's going to be a lot
of fun, and I am going to learn a lot.
I got a haircut today.
I'm sorta sorry about not updating here more often. But then
again, only about three people read this, and I talk to you three
people, so you already know what's going on in my life. So if
there's a fourth person reading this, but I do not talk to you, let me
know and I'll either update here, or actually talk to you, which is
more exciting than a blog anyways.
I love you three!
~Emily
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