Latest Edition to my Facebook Page

It's a little early, 
but I wanted to make sure I got it up --
you know before people starting posting. 
So I did :]
I finally utilized the invasion of those five boxes at the top of my screen....
what better way to use it then to thank you!?!
I'm so blessed with the wonderful friends I have. 
So pop on over, leave me a message....
[and maybe you'll get one back]

Love you all & to all a goodnight. 










--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.

Now Accepting Applications

Alright, 
here's the deal. 
I've had ideas swimming in my head for weeks now. 
I realize that a lot of you have asked....
so I am now accepting applications for
you guessed it, 
PHOTOGRAPH "MODELS"
(yes, there is a reason that word is in quotes, but I have yet to discover what it is)
So.....
Please fill out this brief application, 
oh yes and leave a message after the beep. 


APPLICATION
1. What days do you have the most free time?
2. How do you feel about DI?
3. Are you opposed to me doing your hair in some weird way?
Or some themed wardrobe of sort?
4. How do you feel about working with multiple people?
5. Can you swim? (serious question for reals)
6. How do you feel about getting wet? (serious as well)
7. Lucky number, and do you have any cool ideas of your own? (please expound)
8. Do you have any special skills? (Jumping, Dancing, Swimming, Sports, Running, Laughing, etc)

See, relatively painless right?
Yes. 
Okay....and comment! 



--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
 By: Emma Marie.

Bucket List....I can finally say....

I can finally say it.........
I think I've been staring at it my bucket list for a very long time. 
163. Go to BYU 
-- As I went to cross this one off today, my kind could not help to think  of all the people I know who didn't get in, who didn't open their inbox to find the CES e-mail. 
Who had their 163's and just kept staring at it, 
and to all of you, this post is for you. 

As you applied for BYU I am sure many of you prayed. 
You may feel at the moment that your prayers were not answered, 
I am here to tell you that they were.  
Think, why did you want to go to BYU?
To meet the man of your dreams? To get a great education? To attend the institute program?
Other colleges have these too and you must know, 
Heavenly Father has a better plan for you. 
There is a god in heaven who loves you and understands completely. 
While is may seem faulty coming from me, 
I want you to know I understand. 
I understand to not get something you've looked forward to all of your high school years, 
all of your time as a teenager, all of your life. 
The Lord is looking to provide a way for you. 
You are not inadequate, nor unloved. 
There is nothing wrong with you, nor are you unworthy. 
You are simply you -- and you are loved. 
So for all of those who aren't posting 
and all of those who didn't come to some class to hear the clatter about college, 
it will be be okay in the end, 
and if it's not okay -- it's not the end. 
(one of my favorite quotes right there)
So take the new path....look at your options -- there are a plentiful amount of opportunities. 
Eventually the craze will die down, 
know that if you need anything (whoever you are) come find me. 
Let me tell you how loved you are. 
It's rough. I know. 
Heavenly Father didn't promise this life would be easy, 
but keep the corners up and keep smiling!
 (or trying to smile)
I will be loaded up with chocolate tomorrow....seriously, come find me. 



--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.

First & Foremost

BYU Application Status: Admitted. 
Yes world, it started with me. 
I took the risk at 10:36pm....
and then the Facebook explosion
(and texting invasion). 
It will be a memory much like when Michael Jackson died....
I watched it unfold.
And you know what -- SHARE IT!
So world, go check. BeSmart.com -- and good luck :)
I love you all. 
[p.s. I just compared BYU Applications to Michael Jackson, yep, must be bed time]

--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.

Frame It



Frame It. Find It. Face It.

--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me. 
By: Emma Marie.

It's Nice to Know

It's nice to know that however my Sterling Scholar region interviews turn out that....
My cat still wants to sit with me
[whether I'm in a business suit or a burlap sack]
My mother still loves me
I will still not be able to make Brownies
Olive Garden will still taste yummy
I will still get hugs from all the other Sterling Scholar buddies
The point, 
who cares right?
Life is going on and I love it!


--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.


















So...I didn't get asked to Valentine's -- and maybe you didn't either. 
[or maybe you did, then just disregard this message]
This is no excuse not to have a party on a Saturday Night 
SO
Come one. Come all. 
All you Single Ladies. 
I mean if you don't have plans....but hey, now you do!
So COME watch Eat. Pray. Love
 at the Shadowbrook Clubhouse. 
Please bring some sort of munchie snack to share with everyone (trail mix, M&Ms, etc.) Popcorn will be provided :]

Don't forget your blankets and pillows for the movie....it will start and 7:20,
 but feel free to come & go as you please. 
Everyone is Invited
(Make sure to invite people too!)
If you have any questions contact me. 

Thanks!

Oh, and p.s. RSVP 
---right here ---> Click Me to RSVP
[just so I know how much popcorn to make ^-^]

--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.

Waiting

I'm waiting. 
I'm waiting for the right person to come along...
it means I have to be alone. 
Lonely isn't so fun sometimes, 
especially when you're thinking to yourself during your time 
and the couple down the hill is permanently glued to the grass and is making out. 
But it doesn't matter, 
because I'm waiting. 
I'm waiting for someone worth waiting for....
yes, I could probably find a guy. 
But I don't need one. 
I don't want one. 
I don't have any crushes.
I'm not infatuated. 
I feel loveless in the season of love. 
Maybe I'm just too picky. 
I want something worth waiting for though...
so I'm waiting. 
And I'm excited to wait....
so for now world I'm just watching, 
and as cliche as it sounds
someday the flawed person will come along
and he will be better than a prince. 
Goodnight World. 

p.s. No Facebook, No Texting, No E-mail tomorrow. It's going to be interesting. Bring on the challenge. 

--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.

Fred Flare

Usually I do not post about other websites. 
But THIS called for a blog post --
fredflare.com
and they have great things like:
poo key covers, donut key chains, play with your food dinner plates, handlebar mustache cork screws,
 mini white cameras and the personal shocker squirrel underpants. 
Ah the simple joys of life. 
I'm kinda in love with you. 










--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
 By: Emma Marie.

E-mail Obsession

I keep checking my e-mail. 
Over and Over...
and over. 
Why?
Because I'm waiting for an e-mail. 
An e-mail that will change life as I know it. 
That will decide my future for the next two years. 
That email, 
it's from a college. 
Brigham Young University. 
I want them to want me. 
I worked so hard. 
I want to go. 
But will they want me?
This is why I'm waiting. 
I'm waiting for them to tell me that they want me. 
What if they don't want me?
I've thought about that one too. 
If they don't -- what will happen for the rest of my life?
It's the moment of truth. 
The moment I've spent as long as I can remember working towards. 
I'm waiting on an e-mail. 
I keep checking for it, 
for them to tell me that they want me. 
Over and Over....
and over again. 

--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.

Hope and Balloons.


“For most of us, dreams come true only after they do not matter, Only in childhood do we ever have the chance of making dreams come true when they mean everything.”


Just living is not enough.  One must have sunshine, 
laughter and a few balloons. 
I'm learning how to live again...
and I'm loving it. 
Forget about all of this craziness, 
because life is about being happy. 
So ya, it's rough sometimes, 
but keep holding to the hope, 
keep holding on to the balloons. 


--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.

Classic College Student.

It's official. 
I'm a college student. 
I woke up waayyy too early. 
I crammed for a test. 
I survived off of pop tarts. 
I took up residence in the library. 
I was hooked up to way too many electronic devices.
I had reference books open. 
I held my hair up with the every so coveted #2 pencil. 
The only think missing....
the classic Mac photo. 
On the bright side, 
I SURVIVED


--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
 By: Emma Marie.