...So apparently it's been ten weeks since I wrote in this thing. Cool beans. (My fail at updating, let me show you it.)

Anyway, I'm at school (obv) and currently churning out term papers like a mofo. Also, if there's one thing I've learned so far this year, it's that I freaking hate medieval literature. Especially Chaucer. It's just... ugh. I know, I know; it's borderline blasphemy for an English major to say that, right? But I'm just really not feeling this medieval stuff. I can't wait for next semester when we finally get out of the Middle Ages and get to do some Modern literature.

Aside from that, all is well. My peeps are just as awesome as they were last year so I have a constant source of entertainment. I miss my favourite Eric, though. He lives in a different residence this year and it's like I never see him anymore, boo. I gotta track that boy down and make him hang out with me, haha.

Okay, that's it for now. At this rate, you can expect another update from me in January or so. *cough*

I'm going back to university soon! Yay, this is exciting. This summer has made me seriously hate my hometown so I can't wait to get out of here again. Six more days and I'll be moving back into my residence. :D In the mean time, I have some back-to-school shopping to do and a few TV shows to catch up on before they all start up again in the fall. Besides that, all I'm going to do this week is hang out around home and catch up on sleep. Damn it feels good for summer to finally be over.

In other news, I'm going to a Marilyn Manson concert at the end of September! How awesome is that? I haven't heard his new album yet but I love his older stuff, so hopefully it'll be a good show. This will be the first big concert I've ever gone to, so I'm kinda nervous. I don't want to get trampled by a bunch of crazed fans or anything, haha. I figure I should be safe as long as I stay away from the mosh pit, right?

That's all I have to say for now. Oh well, things will surely get more interesting once I'm back at school.

I'm considering getting a new LJ account. The main reason is that there are some old entries on here that I really want to distance myself from. I just feel like there's a lot of angst associated with this account, you know? I mean, I started this journal when I was fifteen years old, and a lot of angst can pile up in four years. I went through some things that I don't want to think about anymore. Getting a new journal would be kinda like giving myself a clean slate, a way to start fresh and make some new memories instead of dwelling on the old ones.

This also has a bit to do with Alex. After posting about him yesterday I went back and read some of my older journal entries, and you know what? I was embarrassed by how often his name came up. Hell, you could rename this journal The 'Emily Whining About Alex' Expo. I felt like smacking my sixteen-year-old self and saying "Emily, he's just a boy. And not even a really great one at that. Just let it go and you'll feel a lot better." Maybe it's hypocritical of me to judge my past self like that when I'm obviously still not over him, but that's how I feel.

I've done a lot of dumb things in the past. Maybe starting over would help prevent me from doing even more.

Blarg.

So, you know that guy who I used to write about all the time? The guy I wasted four years of my life waiting around for? The one I should probably hate but can't bring myself to? Yeah, well... I miss him. And I feel like an idiot because of it. He's not even the same person anymore, not even close to being who I fell for five years ago, but I can't help but feel like I missed out on something big because we never got together.

I think my main problem is that I got no closure. I mean, our relationship ended before it ever really began, so I'll never know what could have happened if we'd just given it a try. Maybe we would've been great together or maybe it would've ended up being a horrible mistake; but the fact that I don't know and never will? I think that's what keeps me from moving on and just getting the fuck over him.

Summer vacation is kind of the lamest thing ever when you live in a town as small as mine. For one thing, there's absolutely nothing to do except for play video games and watch TV. Normally wouldn't bother me too much since I do enjoy being a coach potato from time to time, but the real problem I'm having is that I have no one to talk to except my parents. They're lovely people, I assure you, but I'm getting really goddamn bored. Both my brothers have their own apartments now and none of my friends live here anymore, so my social life is currently nonexistent. Blah. But there is hope: I start working at the end of the month. Even if I end up hating my job, at least it'll get me out of the house and make me interact with other people.

Hey, so apparently I still exist. University life is super-fun but it definitely eats up all my free time. Things like LJ and Facebook have been neglected, but maybe that's not really a bad thing. If nothing else, it gets me out into the real world and actually being social, which is something that almost never happened when I was in high school. I tell ya, there's nothing like having a large number of friends for once in your life to make you realize how awesome people can actually be. (Well, some people.)

Aside from the new found love for social interaction, I've also been watching a lot of TV shows and movies. The peeps I hang out with are as in love with their respective fandoms as I am with mine, so we've been trading DVDs and recommendations all year long. New shows I've been exposed to include Little Britain, Lost, and Secret Diary of a Call Girl. I'm also loving Joss Whedon's new show Dollhouse so far; hopefully it'll be around for a few more years and won't get Firefly'd.

Anywho, finals are just around the corner and then I'll be going home for the summer. I miss my parents dearly so it'll be good to be under the same roof as them again but at the same time I really don't want this year to come to an end. I mean, it's been way too awesome for it to be over just yet! haha. Oh well, it'll only be four months and then I'll be back for my second year of university. I can't wait. :)

Two weeks in, and my roommate has officially dropped out. She packed up all her stuff yesterday and was gone by dinner time. It's pretty great having my own room but alas, it won't be like this for long; my RA came by and told me that I'll probably get a new roommate within the week. I really hope that I'll get along with her, whoever she is, because I can't imagine living with someone you don't get along with is very fun. Especially not for a whole year.

In other news, mother nature hates me. It turns out that the cutest boy on my floor, who also happens to have an amazing taste in music and likes all the same books and movies as me, does not like girls. And as much as I love having gay boys as friends, I was really starting to like him so now I'm kinda sad. Why is it that the guys I'm most attracted to are almost always unattainable in some way? They're either gay, already dating someone, ten or more years older than me, or live really far away. Hell, sometimes they're all of the above, haha. Hopefully this won't always be the case, or my love life is pretty much doomed.

Blah, I should be doing homework. There's so much reading I have to do, and for every single class. It's time to go force myself to do something productive, haha. Goodbye for now!

Can I just say that roommates really suck?

Ugh. I just heard my roommate complaining about me out in the hallway. She had class at 8:30 this morning and was nearly late for it, and this is somehow my fault. I guess she expected me to wake her up? Or something? In the words of my darling Kari, "I didn't know you volunteered to be her alarm clock." Neither did I. Huh.

I know I can get annoying sometimes but I really am trying my best to get along with her. I guess it's just not working? *shrug* Bah, whatever. If she's made up her mind that she doesn't like me than there's nothing I can really do about it. I guess I'll just have to try to live with it. *sigh* This is why I requested a single room, dammit.

Attention blogosphere: I have arrived at university. I moved in two days ago and am currently in the midst of Frosh Week activities. They've definitely been keeping us busy, but I'm having a lot of fun here so it's all good. My roommate seems pretty cool, so hopefully we'll get along well this year.

As I am currently sleepy and not really able to form coherent thoughts about everything that's been going on, I shall end this here. I'll write more later. :)

Having a summer job sure is a crazy thing. I only work thirty-five hours a week, but it certainly feels like a lot more than that sometime. At this point I think I'm actually more excited about not working come September than I am about the whole 'freshman year' thing. Haha, oh dear.

On that note, lately I've been thinking about the fall and realized that there are a lot of stuff I'm super-pumped for already that are not school-related at all. I'm talking about all the TV shows that are coming back in a month or two! As silly and nerdy as it is, I am WAY more excited about the third season of Heroes than I am about furthering my education. Dead serious. Heroes > university. Gotta love my priorities, eh? *snort*

It's halfway through July and I'm only just beginning to get excited about starting university in September. Is that strange? I mean, even now I'm not very stoked about it. Yes, it will probably be a fun time and an amazing experience, but I'm nowhere near as excited as everyone around me seems to be; I'm optimistically mellow as best. Perhaps I should worry that I'm becoming apathetic in my old age, haha.

Blah. I can't go to Stanfest this year because I'm working all weekend. And since I can't go, I'm listening a bunch of East Coast folk music athome instead! Yay! Ron Hynes, Gordie Sampson, Lennie Gallant, Garnet Rogers, etc. Good stuff, good stuff. I'm also listening to a bunch of Stan Rogers himself, of course; to not listen to him during the folk festival that's named after him would be pretty much blasphemous.

Other than that, not much have been up lately. I'm working full-time now for the first time ever, which is keeping me busy and has been an interesting experience so far. I work at a tourist information place so I mostly just give people directions to gas stations and stuff, haha. It's not a bad place to work, though. It's actually pretty fun sometimes, and I wouldn't mind doing it again next summer. Thanks to working and not having a lot of time for socializing, I predict that the next two months of my life will be pleasantly dull. And you know what? That's fine by me. :)

I've had a few days to calm down and I think I'm okay with everything now. I was damn pissed off at first, but I'm trying to not let it bother me anymore. Missing prom isn't that big of a deal and I don't like school dances anyway, so I'm just gonna get over myself and stop complaining. I haven't yet decided whether I want to go to prom party or not, though. I really don't feel like camping out in the middle of Giant's Lake, and especially not when I'm surrounded by drunken fools, so I don't see me having much fun out there. Haha, I'm such a killjoy. Oh well.

In other news, I am officially FINISHED HIGH SCHOOL FOREVER! Fuck yeah! Seaking! I wrote my last exam this morning; now all I have do to is get my diploma on graduation night. Super-awesome fun-times, y/y? Haha. I'm pretty damn excited to be a graduate, that's for sure. w00t w00t! *dances around* I just hope university doesn't kill me next year. :P

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My senior prom is in five days, and all the plans I'd made have promptly fell apart. Two days ago my prom date told me that he can't make it to prom after all. I asked him three fucking months ago so something like this wouldn't happen. At my school you're not supposed to go to prom if you don't have a date, so if I can't find another date by the end of the week then I can't go. And everyone else I know already has dates by now. What the hell am I supposed to do?? I already bought my dress and made my hair appointment and everything! I don't want to be one of those graduates who doesn't go to her own damn prom! Ugh. This sucks lots.

It's technically the 19th now, but.. Happy Birthday to me! :) I'm legally an adult now! I can vote, buy fireworks, join the army, and all sorts of nifty things. But being the silly fangirl that I am, I'm most excited about finally being able to join all those 18+ LJ communities! Hurray for legally reading smut. XP

Despite today's milestone, I didn't really do much to celebrate. There was no party and no cake, but the family and I did go see the new Narnia movie together. It was quite good, but the Caspian/Susan stuff was kind of strange. I don't remember them liking each other like that in the book, but it's been forever since I read it, so who knows? Either way, I'm super stoked for the next movie in the series. If my memory serves me correctly, Voyage of the Dawn Treader is next in line. That was one of my favourites, and I'm especially stoked to see Eustace turn into a dragon. It's gonna be omgsoawesome.

Holy shit, I just realized that it's one o'clock in the morning now. Time for sleep, methinks.

I think I'm in love with Michael C. Hall. I've been pretty much crazy about both Dexter and Six Feet Under lately, and he's quickly becoming one of my favourite actors. I started watching Dexter about a month ago and thought he was bloody amazing in it. I'd been planning on checking out Six Feet Under for years now but finding out that Michael C. Hall was in it finally made me go watch it. I just started watching it this week and I've already finished the entire first season.

They're both bloody amazing shows. Dexter is based off a series of books and it's a CSI-ish kind of show, except that the crime lab's blood spatter specialist, Dexter Morgan, is a serial killer. I love the idea of a CSI being a psychopathic killer because it's so ironic. I mean, really, what better way to cover your tracks? Who's going to suspect the guy who solves crimes for a living?

Six Feet Under is simply beautiful. It's about a family that runs a funeral home and the show follows their crazy lives. My darling Michael C. Hall plays the younger brother, David, who is an adorable gay funeral director. The show can be pretty dramatic at times but it also has this dark sense of humour, too, which makes it really fun. I'm in love with this show so much and I cannot wait to watch season two.

As much as I love all this TV I've been watching lately, I kind of feel like I'm living under a rock right now because my social life is non-existent. I have hours upon hours of free time but I'm doing absolutely nothing meaningful with my life at the moment. I could be making crafts, I could be at the gym, I could be out with friends... and I'm not. I have no real desire to get off my lazy butt and do something and that worries me. But hey, at least I get to watch some great TV, right? That's better than nothing.

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck.

About half an hour ago I found out that a girl I know online committed suicide over the weekend. I didn't want to believe it at first, but the admins of the forum I knew her on called the Dean of her university and got the news confirmed. She's really gone.

I don't know what to say.. she was an amazing girl, so beautiful and so intelligent. She posted in the Debates forum a lot and could argue a cause like nobody's business. She was one of three or four people who basically define that website for me; it's really hard to believe that she's not with us anymore.

Rest in Peace, Anna. We will always love you.
(April 30, 1989 – April 13, 2008)

Last night I watched a great movie called "Pump Up the Volume" in which Hollywood Hunk Christian Slater starts his own pirate radio station. It has this awesome nonconformist kind of feel, which I love in a movie. Watching it made me realize just how crappy teen movies are these days. I mean, back in the 80s and early 90s, they had real messages and meanings. Now it's all... fluff. Air. No substance. I really do feel like I missed the best decades, which sucks. On the plus side, I now want to go start my own radio show! Haha. :P But seriously, Mount A does have a campus radio station. I could probably get a show if I felt so inclined. That could be cool.. heheh.

I got accepted to Mount Allison today! w00t w00t! I'm so happy; it was my first choice for university and I got in! :) This is pretty great. I can't wait until I get to fill out my residence application and pick my courses. Post-secondary education is gonna be damn cool, haha.

So, um, yeah. That LJ-hiatus thing I had going on? Blame Last.fm. It's all their fault, haha. I've been listening to an enormous pile of 'new-to-me' music lately (which is quite time-consuming; hence the LJ absence) and am very happy with what I've discovered. Massive Attack, Portishead, Röyksopp, Air, Björk, Charlotte Martin, Zero 7, Shiny Toy Guns, Freezepop, Midnight Juggernauts... yeah, lots. And all very, very good. But my favourite recently discovered artist is M.I.A., hands down. She's this amazing hip-hop artist from Sri Lanka. I found out about her from some girls in my dance class and promptly fell in love with her, haha. And considering that I don't even like most hip-hop, that just tells you how great she is.

So, that's my little music-ish update. I would give a real update, but alas, it's getting late and I have to get up in the morning. 'Night, all!