Fright night.

I wish i could be out in the dark tonight, running among the spirits along the streets with everyone as someone else. Unfortunately I can't due to the mountain of homework I have. Ah well, it just makes me sad; the first time I have not dressed up for Halloween before. But I do have my own stash of sugar, so I suppose I can sit and do homework and watch scary movies and eat sweets in the warmth, not so bad.

To those of you going out tonight, enjoy the ghosts and goblins, and whatever else you might encounter.

Much love,
xx
{emma}

I'm a renegade, it's in my blood.

I find it strange that, despite the fact that it has only been a matter of weeks since i have last written, it seems like a world has happened.

To begin with, my birthday was fantastic. The actual day was spent doing much of nothing; i walked downtown and bought a few cherry red bandanas which i sewed into a shirt. A polaroid camera made it into my arms as well, which i am so happy about. I can't wait to get film and try it out. That night consisted of cake and candle flames, and beautiful presents and listening to Bon Iver, which just made the night that much more gorgeous.
The next day my family and i went to the city. I always love going there; get all dressed up in pretty clothes and be whoever you imagine yourself as. I wore heels, which, despite the steep hills made me feel tall and more grown-up than usual. One of those days where you come home late when all the neighbors are asleep, crawl into bed softly and are lulled to dreaming by the knowledge that the day was well-spent.

Then the weekend before was the homecoming dance at my high school. We got all dressed up to go, a big group of us. When we got there, none of us were so thrilled to go and so spontaneously, we decided to go to the beach instead, all ten of us. It was amazing. We drove to the coast and it was warm, perfect when we got there. It was dark out and only a few tiny crystal stars sparkled through the fog. When we walked out on the sand, out towards the water, our footsteps lit up. The bioluminescence was still there, tiny remnants of it. It was so beautiful, like walking on stars. Infinite. We danced in the dark with the sand lighting up beneath our soles and the sound of the waves breaking in the background like the crazy kids that we are. Sometimes, I love being a teenager.

Other little things have happened since then, small, insignificant type things yet still significant to me, but i won't bore you with them. I am tired, so tired, but through it all i love this life i have, and that's all that matters really, in the end.

xx
{emma}

Wild thing.

My sweet sixteen is finally here...wait till 11:08 and i'll be the golden age.

xx

{emma}

The roof's on fire, let's burn down the Vatican.

Yesterday was perfect. Run-ins with wasps, terrifying but made my sides and my mouth hurt from laughing so hard. Then a quick decision..a weight off my shoulders.

Once school was out, two of my best friends in the universe trekked to the movie theatre downtown where we sat in the shade and had interesting and needed conversations, staring at our reflections and whispering strangely whenever anyone passed by. The rest of the night and today consisted of more of the same talk, laying around and watching movies and laughing until my cheeks ached. I adore nights like that. And i love my friends more than anything.

Homecoming is coming up in a few weeks, so we will be getting dresses and such soon. I suppose i'm excited; it'll be fun because of who i'm with. Also my birthday is coming up. Sweet sixteen, so hard to believe. When i was little it was always the age i pretended to be in games; the golden age. I'm not one for parties, not in the least, but i feel that if i am going to do anything, sweet sixteen is the time for living. But i'm not sure, I will keep you posted.
Until next time,

xx
{emma}

Do you want to be a band of theives, just you and me?

Untouchable, burning brighter than the sun, when you get close i feel like coming undone.

Today has been, for a Wednesday, amazing. It did not start off that way, but as it progressed it got continually better. School like usual, seconds that felt like minutes that felt like hours, so much time spent with my iris' glued to the clock. Science was long, so long, but then wood {don't laugh} was actually pretty enjoyable; our teacher lost track of our project so me and my best friend were able to pass the time with needed conversation. History was better than usual, we got to work on our lily pad analogy poster for the American Revolution the entire hour and a half. I got to draw a french frog...with a beret. It was fantastic.

Once math was through two of my best friends and i walked over to a community garden in town and worked for a few hours. It was one of the most beautiful things i have done in a long while. We got to thin out tiny, infant carrot sprouts so they could grow bigger once the rains come. I got to talk to people i know of, but don't personally know, and just sitting there with my hands caked in the warm dirt and the wind whistling and weaving through us, it was so quiet. In my mind at least, it was like a meditative state. I am going to try to go as much as i can.

Also i was thinking. It's so strange how one compliment, just a single one, can add color to a day. Yesterday a kind person told me that i should be a model for Aerie, and that i looked like a mermaid or a faerie. And while i don't necessarily agree with this, i loved it because it was a terribly sweet thing to say. I think i will try to compliement people more often; it's beautiful how it can add light to a grey day.

Otherwise, my mind has been focused on averagely plain things; homework, school, sleep. Not much to talk about. Thank goodness for music.
Later loves.

xx
{emma}

Even when i'm walking on a wire, even when i set myself on fire.

Why do i always feel invisible?

School has started again. Honestly, it's really not that horrible. I have all my classes except one with my best friend and a few with other close friends. I don't have any with my other best friend though, and that makes me sad. But otherwise it's not the worst. Ironically, i have less homework now than i did over the summer. For now, anyway. But it's nice to see everyone again. It's strange how everyone changes so quickly.

I've been doing a lot of exploring in my little town lately, it's strange how many new things i find that i have never seen before. Shops i have been into a hundred times, or places i had never entered even in my nearly sixteen years of living here were suddenly full of beautiful things. I love feeling like I'm truly at home here, like i know so many of the secret passages and inconspicuous corners that seem invisible to visitors. It will be so hard to leave, when the time comes. But, then another adventure will commence, i am sure, and i can discover a home away from home. I will always come back though, i know that.

Otherwise i have been doing a bit of nothing, taking lots of pictures of pointless things and reading books. And singing. I love this time of year so much, a bit of hot a bit of cold...perfect.

xx
{emma}

The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.

These past few weeks have been filled with wonderful things, despite the dotting of stress in between.

Camping was amazing, i always forget how beautiful it is up there and how close you are to the stars. I wished upon a shooting star under a cloudless sky, sitting by the campfire having marshmallow roasting contests. I didn't win; but maybe i got my wish. The water was ice cold but it felt so good against bare skin. My breath got stolen from me every time I jumped in, but it was a good loss, for the moment. We paddled out to a little island in the middle of the lake and I took lots of pictures of shadows and rocks and water. I could have stayed there for a long while.

Yesterday was registratration for my highschool. It's so strange seeing everyone, coming back after only a few months and realizing how everyone has changed so much. I am a bit apprehensive about this year, to be honest. I can foresee breakdowns.
After, time was spent with a few of my best friends, walking endlessly and aimlessly, then nearly napping and talking until our mouths got tired. Late at night we went outside and startripped, which was halarious. I was half drunk on our laughter. I found out today that we managed to wake nearly all of my neighbours up, but it was worth it.

Other than that, I have been slaving away on my history homework and plucking at my guitar. Those of you who know me, please. Do me a favor, will you? Next year, don't let me take difficult classes. I will thank you, cross my heart.

Until later loves.
xx
{emma}