Higher

I am super pumped for college at Eau Claire after Orientation today!

We stayed at the lovely Plaza. I was worried bc I hadn't seen the downtown of ec and all i had seen were big ass stores and a starbucks. LUCKILY there is a tea house AND a coffee house both with frequent live music and poetry slams and such.

I got put in the wrong orientation group: the Undecideds. It confused me and made me think that I wouldn't get into the closed classes and I thought I got in a less good choir. It was very stressful and my Adviser at the time didn't seem to make an effort to fix the problem. A music professor was notified of my displacement and fixed my enrolling account and got all my music info sorted (I am now a voice major) I also got into Women's Chorale!

One of the best things about the day was that during my voice placement audition, Dr. S. began by reading me an email. This is really close to word for word: "Emily is a fantastic soprano. She sang the solo in the Dello Joio for the WCDA Convention in 2009. Emily is also a wonderful human being."
From that point I felt confident and like I was really meant to do this.

Another great feature of the day was the attention my hometown got. Dr. R, the helpful music professor noted how his student teaching experience there was the best experience of his life. He student taught under the former choir director who retired nearly over 10 years ago, Mr. Jacobi. Mr. Jacobi is a very joyful and thoughtful man, the professor and I shared a warm distinction of him. Dr. S who heard my audition was the director of Mr. Wanner, my high school choral director. Mr. Wanner loves talking about his college choir experience, and as his name gains attention in the choir world, Dr. S. knows him and is very proud. They are still friends. As I was exiting the student union, a professor held the door open for my family and I, read our name tags that revealed our home, and asked us where in Muskego we lived. Although we described the area, he didnt seem to know which is to be expected since our part is forgotten by your average Muskego resident. Shortly after, he mentioned he grew up on the first road in our subdivision off the main Muskego roadway, Janesville. What a small world.

I was really happy my bag got compliments

Lauren and I plan on doing bunk beds in our dorm. I have a moon chair, but a futon will fit too.

College will be so fun. I saw a lot of organizations I'd love to learn more about such as West African Music, Feminists, and Habitat for Humanities.

want. ii

maybe it's a little immature of me but I'm hating curfew. I really wana sleep over at Gian's.

want.

every    day
we're         changing

Already this summer is the best ever. I'm so in love and so are my friends. I've been keeping pretty busy with my social life mostly spending time with my man. Fathers Day was very sunny and nice although my own dad was under the weather.

One of the most important things to me is adventure. Even doing something ordinary can be an adventure if you do it with someone else. Like when I tag along with Gian to run errands it is an adventure because having someone else along makes it fun. I always get something different at the grocery store. I think I'll have to keep it cheap next time because on Monday we got Ben & Jerry's. Turned out there were tornadoes so we lit candles in the kitchen which has a sort of green house and watched the thunder with our pint of Phish Food. Deeeelish.

I was never looking for love or even a relationship, but I'm not one to not let things flow. I wasn't flowing that direction but since someone else was being cool enough for me to want to go that way I didn't resist. I'm so glad I let myself fall for Gian. I've remained independent for the most part but managed to let him close. I love his taste for the arts and I love everything he says. I love what annoys him about me. I love his laugh! It's so funny (: I love when he is tipsy and gets all mushy. I'm still all melted, as you can read, from some cute gushy talk from last night. I'm just on such a high note with this whole thing. I'm kind of a roller coaster all the time with how I feel about romantic objects so I'm lovin' this.

I just hate thinking about the future. College and all that. I'm super excited. It's going to be the bomb .com and all. Even though I can't make promises (I'm young and still probably fickle) I daydream us settling. It's what everyone does in love, but I'm dating a guy who is just reaching the age of acceptable settling. I think the social "norm" for settling is 25-31 and he'll be 25 this year (although I admit my brain says "sure i guess 25 but no limit and I try not to judge early bloomers")

Today I watched Kyle skate for about an hour. He stood up for me to this stoner ungraduated douche (he was supposed to grad this year, ew) and we talked about relationships and drama and shit. I lovee dudes in love. They're cool. I love hearing a dude talk about his girl, bc it's like anyone can act like they like a girl to their face but when they're gone it's different.

I've listened to Home By Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros forever.

home is wherever im with you.

Well, my greedy little brains are on fire.

King Tut's golden sandals, circa 1324 BC, on exhibit at the Denver Art Museum. © Sandro Vannini

where from

Running on Empty

That chapter is ending Sunday. It will be a milestone.
I remembered today that Nick didn't graduate high school. Nick LeClaire. I didn't know him well and I can't even picture his face all too clearly.

Well, I don't know how to feel because accomplishment is what I feel but really, I could've done it blind and deaf. What did I accomplish in high school? Nothing too far above all the stoners and dumbasses I walked the halls with. Then again I'm in the lower of the top 25% but I still got awarded and shit.

I'm so happy I can move forward. High school was fun but not good enough for me.

YOU JUST LIKE REMINDING YOURSELF WHAT A BIG FUCKING DEAL YOU WERE. WELL SURE YOU WERE. BUT WHY ARENT YOU MAN ENOUGH TO GET OVER IT? CALLED ME A HYPOCRITE.

My Birthday

Is Friday.
My 18th.

(looks at title) is it ironic this whole page seems to be about Gian and my banner is so self orietned? (thinks) No, because if I didn't love myself, no one else could. And that is what matters: I can let another close.

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Love.
Pizza at the ever-so-hipster Classic Slice
was lovely, delicious
kiss
sat in house
at the table like a real couple that lives
together.

sat in the nice weather back yard
you with guitar
me with Sonja, a bass guitar.
peak peace moments of my life,
time soo slow and good
I'm not good at the instrument but it still makes me happy to play with you