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Its summer.My last post was,well...I can say last year in december.I really didnt have time to write something on here,or search for pretty pictures,or try to be witty and cute,when its hell sometimes,and Im very busy,summoning the good old summer vibes or skateboarding while listening to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Euj9f3gdyM" target="_blank">The Suburbs</a> imaginin' Im in the video...(its such an amaaaazing feeling)I am a tumblrer.Its such an interesting community there...i am surrounded by lunetics,suicidal people and junkies.I remember finding a blog,and I was like-mind blown,with all the pictures and all those cheezy thoughts but it was something new,so I spent a lot of time downloading stuff from <i><a href="http://serenadethesilence.tumblr.com/" style="color: #444444;" target="_blank">History Books Forgot About Us</a> </i>and gluing it on my wall,making a little shrine...to life.You know that longing for summer and the freedom it gives you,while you're stuck in a daily routine on winter...it kinda had it all.camping in the forest.rainbows over the ocean.mermaid coves and the nights you spend awake looking at the starry sky.And now the time of freedom has come!Every single year of my ENTIRE life,when summer comes.Its like a dream.An unbelievable thing!When I was younger I remember yelling thru the window:ITS SUMMMMMMMMMERRRRRRRRRRR,I AM FREEEEEEEEE,I AM FREEEEEE.Now I keep the overflowing excitement to myself,cuz I already got a reputation of a looney kid who yells around and annoys everybody else(usually school,It fills my soul with pleasant emotions when I sabotage them) ok...as always Im joking...(it aint even funny)But its funny and sad....how you get caught in a summer routine as well.Same old streets,same old talks,same old 'fun'.Sometimes it felt like it was more of it.but I guess I was just starting and now the wind in my hair the evening lights and the running thru streets,even tho-its fun.became a habit..and...you just get sick of it.And Im so unsatisfied.Man I should respect what I got!But If I could,I'd buy some old crappy 60's car and teleport myself to a lost highway.<br />
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I can make a collage!Finding Your Way Around This Devilish Evilish Creation Named Internet-Updated!<br />
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Why do I need to talk about summer?In december I wrote about winter.I am an idiot.<br />
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I dont draw fashion designs anymore.I write...a lot...about everything.You know..meanin' of life...why is earth spinnin' why do dogs bark and stuff like that.A couple of dudes made a graffiti crew.7thgraders from school.And invited me.the 'boss' of the crew first thought like:we dont need a girrrlll(darn him)but when he saw my drawings he changed his mind.+They liked me even more cuz I dont only do graffiti(cuz thats all they do)I draw crazy little nasty creatures.And I was like:OMGG IM SO POPULAR,IM GONNA BE IN A GRAFFITI CREW IM GONNA GO TO THE WEDDINGS AND BIRTHDAYS OF ALLLLLLL THE FAMOUS ARTISTS OF OUR TOWN OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.But I left the crew,cuz they were 'the guuyzzz' and 13 year old boys arent so sweet.They asked me to come back but naaaah.I'll let them discuss about boobies alone :) so thats why I expected that this summer is gonna be aweeesomeee.and wee all gonna have so much ffffunnnn. but we all end up looking at a bug crossing the road until a douchebag friend doesnt trample on it.then we find something else like...staring at the night butterflies burn on the evil lanterns.And you know its not so bad afterall!It makes you appreciate life more!To live everrryyy minute of it-TO THE FULLEST!!!!!!CARPE DIEM! Seize the dayyy! and then we go home and rot in front of facebook :)<br />
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So I asked my parents when will they let me go alone with friends on a seaside...not so soon.actually -sad,disappointed,depressed face- darn.I want to swim in the ocean at nighttt,and I want to go whenever I want to da beaach...and do whatever I want!And I was listening to wonderful stories of grownupkids(all of em 21,live in parent's homes and drink beer at 3 am,living life to the fullest)how they use to make all kindza mischieves.All my life Im doing practical jokes on people around me!I METT MY GODSS!And the local bum who came at our neighbourhood and said that shit is fucked up and stuff and that he been to Mars and that people are so good!and much more advanced compared to us.(they trim dog's hair in 2 seconds aye! Imagin' that!)<br />
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Its intriguing.You never know whats gonna happen when you walk outta door.But I every single time!I argue with a couple of dumbasses.First on music(they are the children of the new world order,hence they're cool-_-)they've been spittin' on my 60's and on my Vashti Bunyan!And I argued with one stupie until my mouth dried out.He said I quotee I QUOTE HIS ENTIRE SENTENCE ''Women are only for fucking''.<br />
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I wanted to slap that male bitch so bad his cheek couldn't move when he smiled,so he looked like a retarded hyena!<br />
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Its 3:29.Another good thing about summmer!Yay,tomorrow(today)Im gonna goo look at the insects on the fresh air!.I praise the Lord that my good friend is coming back from that shitty place her mom took her to.Im mostly excited about going to the centre,buying tasty sandwhiches and discussing about big problems in this poor world,and how we are gonna be teenage revolutionists and save our pals from the endless dark abyss known as the robotization or uniformity or gen z typical or whtvr. PoP CuLtUrE of 2010's GOING DOWWWWWNNNN!<br />
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Bye Humanz.Posts could be more frequent,but I got bugs to stare at.<br />
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So long,my pals!<br />
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<br />Emily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038316120064247224.post-15112346555784973922011-12-20T12:54:00.001-08:002012-08-03T06:53:53.308-07:00Order a pizza and celebrate with meHi,Its me again(who else)I got nothing to write about...Its not like a make a plan of a post,but I always have an idea,and now I dont...Its pretty cold out,so thats why my posting is gonna be more frequent(yeah..a post for 2 months..)I also bought new pair of jeans.Kinda Huckleberry Finn style...I'll post the picture of that one.I just cant wait,until they have the trails of grass on my knees,or get ripped in that part...I also spent my ''hour''on the net searching for images that represent<br />
indenpendecy,freedom,summertime and fun.(And will post them,when the time of freedom and indenpendency and summer comes)So,preparing for Winter Wonderland...<br />
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I keep thinking about winter.All year.I want that coziness,and that red and golden glitz on the christmas tree,and those dinners with my family that just warm my heart...And then,the winter comes,and it gets really mean and annoying!I usually dont like my winter-jacket and my nose is always rudolph red....!</div>
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Winter is the kinda time,when Im supposed to feel like Im home more than ever...but I just dont.I kinda..dont feel that warmness and those nice cheerful vibes coca-cola commercials always promote.I want to have a big colorful jacket,and a huge wooly scarf and high black boots..and look all fluffy and cozy,and feel that way too.But I always pick the plainest thing to wear,bcuz I HaTe WiNtEr!(reasons up,and more reasons coming up)I kinda like that mouth organ that reminds me on summer,and life in the countryside,and when I hear that sound,I feel like home.I see cowboys,and grass,and bars...That feeling of being home is just gone on winter.</div>
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Once,when I was veryyy young,my aunt bought me a train and a station,and I played it with it on my red carpet...then,I remember I had a very pleasant feeling,but I didnt know whats its called,and didnt know to appreciate it the way I would now.I got Bratz dolls.Loads of them.I dont play with them anymore(and this is not one of those explanations where you wanna say,how grown you are now,and how dumb would it be to still play with them,no,this is me being sorry,bcuz I bought em at that time,when I felt like home,and I dont even know why I dont feel that why now,and I just dont find time to play with them,cuz I gotta do things for school,and like,write this,and go out...)So I had this jacket(which is ofcourse lost)that had little lanterns(yes a small jkt with huge shining lights-Yes,It Was Awkward)and I would just start staring at them,and get really sleepy,bcuz I imagined myself on a snowy road,with decorated streets around me,and forks and plates can be heard from the houses..and a freaky santa outside the store...and me all feeling cozy and home.I dont know why I feel so homesick,and feel like I belong somewhere else.This is how I would want my home to be,and my holiday to be...:</div>
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Hogwarts!!!<br />
Whats so weird about wanting to go in a place-filled-with-magic-and creepy-unusual stuff like dementors&werewolves&wizards&flying broomsticks&elves with eyes-like-tennis-balls&magic wands(phoenix feather and unicorn's nerve my favorite!)&talking pointy heats&talking portrets on the walls&animaguses....I really dont get you...<br />
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This is the game I play.Its called Pixie Hollow.When I play it on winter,I feel like home.All the lanterns and the shiny snow,and the warm light that comes out from the store.And keep looking at the photo for more details...<br />
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This is a Vampyre Story PC game.Its so magicalll,and this house is so warm and yuck and beautiful...and it feels like home(Stinky,dirty,but cozy,just right for me)<br />
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I've been a good kid all year,and Im not gonna get a lump of coal!(Playing practical jokes on people I dont know,jumping into someone's backyard,stealing cherries...dont count,right?)<br />
Everything is about being good for christmas...and helping....and doing good deeds...and forgiving...and you know how you make those promises and wishes..well here it is:I promise Im gonna be a better person.I promise Im gonna get better grades.I promise I.....well its enough..Passing on to wishes:<br />
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<b><span style="color: #000066; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;">North Polar - Santa Claus P.O. Box 56099 North Pole, Alaska 99705-1099</span></b><br />
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For Halloween,a spooky scarecrow sketch:<br />
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Also,did a drawing that finaly has a soul!Both of the gals are looking straight to your eyes!Black'n'White<br />
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And designs...No I dont wanna do a winter collection,bcuz I dont wanna take the fact that its here,and I'll just go squeeze in a mouse-hole and wait for it to pass!</div>
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And that beautiful dinner that warms my heart is:</div>
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My favorite movie to watch on winter is:</div>
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I took my friend's cell phone,and went to her music files.Found ''Violet''by Hole.And,all my love,suddenly,passed</div>
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to Courtney Love.First,I LOVE her songsss.She sounds so depressed and bored when she sings,AND I LOVEEE ITT!Ohhh..god..I think I found my new idol.(I also got one plan in my head for my future which is crap,and I would feel very stupid If I shared it with anyone else,but my brain cells,or wherever memory goes...)</div>
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I tried to dry my hair one way so it gets all fuzzy and wavy,but no...Mistress wants to be straight and straight and boring....</div>
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cuz I didnt!This is just pure babbling(other than showing love for Courtney Love) with no goal or a point.Go away!</div>
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Oh and-Merry Christmas!</div>
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</div>Emily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038316120064247224.post-40760040274983417342011-10-29T02:25:00.000-07:002012-08-03T06:55:38.226-07:00And something without you cant call your blog a ''fashion''blog.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: lime;">Neon</span>!(well at least for me)</b><br />
<b>how I long for this blouse...</b><br />
<b>and this mini-skirt,but my tomboyish laws say:NO SKIRTS!Ok...feminists hate me...</b><br />
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<b>And for this gal over here-</b><br />
<b>Im talking about <span style="color: #a64d79;">p</span><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">sy</span><span style="color: #bf9000;">c</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #0b5394;">h</span><span style="background-color: white; color: yellow;">e</span><span style="color: #783f04;">d</span><span style="color: #f4cccc;">e</span><span style="color: #76a5af;">l</span><span style="color: magenta;">y</span> alot these days...When <span style="background-color: white;">you</span> look deep inside this circle...</b><br />
<b>you can get hypnotized.</b><br />
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<b>Hey,this jacket is just the right</b><br />
<b>one for my tough days.I really wanna wear it.I can't describe how much I like it!I wanna wear the white flowers with red hearts and the<span style="background-color: white;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">red</span> collar is my favorite.And the shape is my favorite.And the length is my favorite!And now that I</b> <b>started this way-Everything's my favorite!</b><br />
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<b>I had a similar kerchief somewhere in my closet...I used to wear it around my head,like a pirate.Well this design,just brings the memories back....</b><br />
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<b>Is this warm and cozy,or cold and itchy..I cant decide..</b><br />
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Oh no!There it is!!Vintage nostalgia!!Lemme calm</div>
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<i>Ok,I checked my traffic sources and heres what I found:</i> </div>
Mommy vampire cartoon<br />
Girl smoking<b><i> joint</i></b><br />
stencil love and peace<br />
old western bar<br />
hippies rock<br />
<i><b>Naked</b></i> in the wheat fields<br />
Cool hippie drawings<br />
Squidward hippie<br />
<i><b>Naked</b></i> teen fun<br />
cartoon vampire girls tattoo<br />
Sandy from Grease spirit week<br />
What do hippies look like<br />
Hippie coca cola<br />
Estilo hippie rock<br />
Western bar fight<br />
Old western bar with a piano<br />
Summer field hippies<br />
<b><i>Granny style </i></b>clothes<br />
Antique western saloon piano<br />
Girl lying down<br />
Clothes in Greece today for a teenager-(I feel like an online shop)<br />
Hippie love drawings<br />
Person laying in a field<br />
Sign language Spongebob<br />
Hogwarts castle<br />
Western poster<br />
Young female lying clothes<br />
All cartoon vampire pictures<br />
Blue jean short mini skirt in pantyhose<br />
Flower power hippies<br />
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Stab me in the head<br />
13th birthday for boys<br />
Wheat field sun sisters<br />
Female lie<br />
Christina aguilera fat pantyhose<br />
Squidward with joint<br />
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Whole week I was waiting for its last 2 days..to go out,and heres what happened:Cold!Rainy!Cloudy!And it ruined my plans for some pictures.I was depressed whole weekend...I asked my mother for a permission to cut the sleeves on her Levi's jacket,but nooooo..It has a sentimental meaning for her.Instead of drums,Im gonna buy new shoes..dr.martens..how they call em..Me and my 2 friends wanted to make a band.I'd be the drummer and also the singer,and they would play guitars.But it all went to hell...<br />
One of my friends said,he would like to be a girl bcuz he would wear dresses and pink and bows..and beautiful feminine shoes and skirts..and coming from a guy sounds creepy,but we'll continue....Since,I dont have any pics,I might do one in a dress...(probably playing baseball in it)maybe...in future...I become a feminist!For now...I'll just stick to them,hating me.<br />
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<b>On the night of Hallow's eve,I tell stories,the ones that make u shudder..and scream!(Ok,I admit it,its not scary,u happy now!?)</b><br />
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Iddie,Doodoo,Medah and Kikky were 4 girls,a group,a gang,a clan(and gals who told me their fake names..).Each same age,each same interests,each same thoughts.While they were hanging 'round the tree Iddie loved to climb on,Doodoo found a golden necklace,but not just any necklace.A RUSTY<br />
necklace!It had a heart,a star,a snowflake and a sparkle as 4 signs that probably ''meant''something.Something icky,dangerous but powerful....Their 4 heads came up with idea that this was brought to them as a gift.As a gift,that will bring them powers they always thought of having.Ice,water,electricity and fire.They buried it by the<b> ever-blooming rose</b>.And they became witches.But not the ones with bad breath and stinky feet,oh no...they were good witches,(still ickyy..)<br />
They were getting together every day around that same<b> rose</b>,and doing all kindza weird stuff...There was a daisy field and they made headbands and danced and sang around,but also performed various rituals..Iddie came up with a quirky rhyme:<br />
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<i><span style="color: #660000;"><b>''Who ever touches this</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: #660000;"><b> before us</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: #660000;"><b> Will be the shortest in our class''</b></span></i><br />
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Well,it didnt go like this,it went like something about killing,cursing or whatever their magnificient brains invented..(but this curse's pretty bad,dont ya think?)Also,there was a ghost from the <b>rose,they </b>called upon him,whenever they wanted to strengthen their power,to seek for new dimensions.Yep, they had a pretty great imagination then..Everything looked so magical and unbelievable that it truly started to seem(be)so magical and unbelievable.Iddie said she had nightmares.And all 4 agreed their powers wanna get rid of them,their new owners.And one day...one plain,busy,school day,Iddie buried out the necklace,not even putting an eye on it,not even thinking what she meant to do,not even considering the fact that she'll be sorry for what she has done.No......She threw the necklace on a roof of the closest house she could find around.And thats where it all ended...The icky period of their even ickiest lives.<br />
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This is my very first outfit post.You cant see my Dr.Martens and Im sry cuz of it.I'll go right away do one leg picture.The jacket is vintage-(ha!)I got a plain pink blouse paired with sleeveles sailor tee.Those are boy pants I bought at some gift-shop in Greece,and ripped white pantyhose(not on purpose)And I also got a bracelete and Im sry I didnt post that pic,Im also gonna run now and do it!I wore it to school yesterday and a girl in black thight jeans and I HEART NEW YORK black tee with ugly boots,GIGANTIC earings and 12pounds of powder on face,talked behind my back and said:Some People Just Dont Know How To Dress....</div>
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Iam gonna do a pic,where Im in my halloween costume.Cant wait.It's like a holiday made just for me.When all the morbid and weird stuff I keep in my head 24 hours 363 days(one off for halloween,and one off when its leap-year)finally can be Said and Done.And I can wear all the weird masks and go trick or treating(CANDYY!!!)My room is full of paper bats and fake spider web and the pumpkins..oh the pumpkins...And I can watch ALL the horror movies I want and then not sleep for months....and I can tell all my special ghost stories bcuz my friends gotta listen to em then.31th october is my day!(forget the birthday).</div>
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Since I aint got nothing else to tell.Living boring life...school,going out,bad grades,punishment,manage to get out of it...School,going out...same things again...I gotta prepare my costume.Cya guys.bYe</div>
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RIP Halloween of 2011.You were awesome.I gotta thank you for being there,for giving my neighbours a reason to give me all kindz of candy and sugary treats.Thank you for making my childhood magical and morbid and thank you for me-not-getting diabetes by now.I love you,and I always will.Bye Halloween!I'll be waiting for ya!</div>
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Me and my friends knocked onto every single door in every single building and house around!And also...we were sneaky...Trick or Treatt..or Money ma'am!Yup thats us.I got loads of fruit candies,a chocolate gingerbread cookies and lots more sugary stuff and we ate half while doing it.Also 17$ from some granny!</div>
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Here are new drawings,and my hippie obssesion.Its strange how I wanna be a hipster.But I imagine myself as Cher in 'Mermaids''.Shes not the ideal adult,and she doesnt impress me,and its not even my favorite movie,and theres no reason why I should be connected to her,but somehow she always gets on my mind.Maybe its bcuz she is so feminine and she is a man-magnet(yuck) and she lives in a nice town I wanna live in...and maybe I admire her.</div>
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When I was younger I wanted to be famous.A singer,or an actress.I wanted to be on posters and be surrounded by millions of fans,I wanted to get free meals at the restaurant(just bcuz owner's daughter adores me)I wanted to live in Beverly Hills in a HuGe house with a pool,and yadayada..</div>
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I really wanna jump in a van with a bunch of friends,and have fun.(If I had a time machine it would be even better).We would travel around America and stop by the lake to sing..Then,find a perfect country road,and camp for 10 days,enjoy the nature,the fields.And,a country restaurant would be near...Also we'd carve pumpkins to help people prepare for halloween.(Imagine a big yellow pumpkin field behind)Thats Living the Dream.As soon as they make one of these places,let me know,Im coming right away!</div>
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I found a site.Well <a href="http://www.cultfriday.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Viva V.</a> told me about it.ThriftedAndModern.Well its a dream I tell ya.Its where I can shop for beautiful vintage dresses(I mean the cost's also beautiful...)You got all those old patterns and nicely matched colors.And now I know where to tell my uncle to buy me clothes :)</div>
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My posting isnt so frequent,I know it.I spent whole september on getting readers to come here and bore themselves.ALso I was featured(oh that sounds wonderful.)in <a href="http://cultfriday.blogspot.com/2011/10/kid-within.html" target="_blank">C.ult Friday</a>.And Im so proud.And I'll let you click on it,and finish this.</div>
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Emily M.</div>Emily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038316120064247224.post-7221056340265228922011-09-11T00:28:00.000-07:002012-08-03T06:58:05.430-07:00Im getting old....My birthday is coming soon(23th september,fall starting,I was always proud of that;),and it is very important,bcuz I'm officially becoming a teen.So I thought about my 12 year old life,and it seems like I was playing with my 3 best friends in the street just yesterday(It was LOOONG time ago,trust me*yeah last year,no really,it was long time ago).I took one step forward to become a full grown person(hate the word -adult-).I also changed my school,and now I wanna go back.I miss my morons there,and I miss the hallways and the classrooms..(you'll see I will be there with ma haters in no time ;)I always dreamed of finishing my school in a quirky outfit(pants please),and everybody staring at me(girls 'course).And I wanna finish school the way I imagined it.(So far,nothing is the way I imagine it,even going to the market,I know!Creepy..)<br />
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So If you havent figured out,this post is about summer freedom,how school makes you stupid,and me getting old..</div>
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I did some sketches,but I didnt scan them,bcuz I have to go to music school and then to school and then ''do my homework''(Liar)...)I am not excited,at all.I hate that beautiful summer is over.Why cant it LAST FOREVER!I always wanted to go to Alabama,and live in the countryside.To stare at wheat fields all evening,while some funny tv show is on,and I drink beer(with ma pal)and enjoy(dressed as Huck Finn).I dont know If you watched Fried Green Tomatoes,but thats my favorite movie and its so amazing how that girl(Im a shamed,forgot her name-remembered-Idgie Threadgoode!)lives life in freedom,and doesnt care about anything.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-eZO-OB5pk/TmxgE4ecuOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/e_bP6Da0drk/s1600/3253696405_6fccf2cd93_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="355" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-eZO-OB5pk/TmxgE4ecuOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/e_bP6Da0drk/s640/3253696405_6fccf2cd93_o.jpg" width="640" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALYVrZJGuDI/Tmxg7vubDAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/LsRI8hN1vL8/s1600/girl-lying-in-a-wheat-field-summer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="466" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALYVrZJGuDI/Tmxg7vubDAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/LsRI8hN1vL8/s640/girl-lying-in-a-wheat-field-summer.jpg" width="640" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ssTpJMtP5K4/Tmxidw_0yeI/AAAAAAAAAfY/70u0mAzECdg/s1600/wheat-fields.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="512" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ssTpJMtP5K4/Tmxidw_0yeI/AAAAAAAAAfY/70u0mAzECdg/s640/wheat-fields.jpg" width="640" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKSYe0drPKE/TmxibEdYzZI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yW8WU2VJXfU/s1600/4769976-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKSYe0drPKE/TmxibEdYzZI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yW8WU2VJXfU/s640/4769976-lg.jpg" width="640" /></a> And my birthday made me think a lot about childhood.When I turn 15,I wont sneak into grumpy neighbour's backyard and steal apples or flowers,bcuz nobody will say,let her,shes just a kid,bcuz I wont be a kid.And I wont be able to make fun of people on the street,I wont say HI! to every passanger,or follow him and ask Could you tell me where is Eiffel's tower located in here?(Im not from Paris,or France at all)And other random questions.Everybody will look at me and request from me to be a responsible,mature,educated 15-year old(What Im definitely not gonna be).</div>
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Oh my gosh,...Im getting so old...</div>
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And know when I look at it,I am gonna sneak into neighbours backyard,and I AM gonna tease people on the street.And when I grow up,I feel like Im gonna leave my dreamland.And,I dont know whats gonna happen,so I'll enjoy my imagination now and next couple of years.(Altho once u have it,u have it til the end of ur life,that doesnt mean Im gonna die young right?)2 days ago I was laying on my bed,</div>
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and heard a weird noise that reminded me on a bee.And then,I imagined a HUGE dangerous fly with green wings and a big trunk,breaking my window,entering and trying to stab me,I cover myself with a book,but I remember thats its day and that Im awake and that Im imagining.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SsRkqRxgLSc/Tm20DUM9jQI/AAAAAAAAAgA/9qrrKUkVq_c/s1600/imagination_by_xbooshbabyx-d21xwy9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SsRkqRxgLSc/Tm20DUM9jQI/AAAAAAAAAgA/9qrrKUkVq_c/s200/imagination_by_xbooshbabyx-d21xwy9.jpg" width="141" /></a></div>
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And then in the night week ago,I saw a flying ferrari,and a skeleton giant on the top of the evergreen tree,rocking itself.I asked my mother,does she still see those things,and she said:No,dear,I maybe used to,when I was little,but now I dont.But,she never believed in dragons,which is wrong,so she never saw these things.. :)(Oh,the flying ferrari was real ;)</div>
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Here,I can lay on the road,and think deeply,how my back hurts and how I'm gonna be hit by a car If I continue laying...</div>
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Tara Spencer-Nairn as Lou in New Waterford Girl</div>
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I also mentioned Huck Finn style.You know,all I ever dreamed of is to be wild,to run in the fields and be free to do whatever I want.I hate living in the city.I never dreamed of New York,or Hollywood.If you knew me in real,you'd never say that you're talking to person who started Wacky Style blog.At least my friends think so(I mean they never read my blog,but I also know that they dont know me at all)Im like a fearless mustang trapped in the cage(Im dead serious).My mother compared me with Idgie Threadgoode(Fried Green Tomatoes,its our fave family get-together movie),shes a female Huck Finn,-so am I.I hate school,and I hate rules,and I hate city,and I hate buildings.My life is Murphy's law<br />
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I just wanna mention this:Next year,I imagine myself known,with lotta readers(true readers)and I invented this conversation: I enter the Internet cafe,somewhere in world.And I sit and start writing a new post for my already very known blog.Theres a girl next to me,thats on a familiar site,but I cant see quite well from where Im sitting.I move a little,and see-Shes reading my blog!Ok,heres that conversation:<br />
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<b>Me</b>:<i>Hey,gal,is that Wacky Style you're readin'?</i><br />
<b>The Poor Gal I Attacked</b>:<i>Yeah...you read it too??</i><br />
<b>Me</b>:<i>Well...I,kinda write Wacky Style..</i>..<br />
<b>T</b><b>PGIA</b>:<i>Yeah right!</i><br />
<b>Me</b>:<i>No,really I do</i>.<br />
<b>TPGIA</b>:<i>Leave me alone,you</i> <i>FREAK</i>!<br />
And then I show her how I post the pictures and all....<br />
<b>And she says</b>:<i>Omg,its you!Im,like..your biggest fan!</i><br />
<b>Me</b>:<i>Yeah I know,I got lots of em....</i>and she continues staring at me,like Im the God.No,it doesnt bother me at all,bcuz,I got fans...<br />
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And I just wanna say that I serously think that I should do some pictures!And now for real(Not making fake promises).I got inspiration(I just hope it lasts til tomorrow).You will finally see what I look like!I wont scare you I promise!(I dont have triple chin,large feet,and disgusting green pimples,so dont worry lol)Im thinking about my outfit..what could it be..I know!Oh,and I got an idea(you decide If it sucks or not)how do u imagine me?You can say it in the comment-or not,but you know,those types of things are usually very interesting(well to me,at least..)<br />
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Buh-byeEmily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038316120064247224.post-44077115946736951112011-08-23T16:30:00.000-07:002011-08-30T16:32:44.233-07:00Grow up!We are SO not 6!<div style="text-align: center;">So,with the madness starting this summer.I remembered all the good days I've had there</div><div style="text-align: center;">and some bad(and there was A LOT trust me)!I'll be back to the uniformity being accepted as</div><div style="text-align: center;">an only good thing,and Im gonna get more rude stares.You know,Im not asking for it.Its just how I dress</div><div style="text-align: center;">and I know what kind of impression I make.I watched a movie Burlesque yesterday(with queen plastics Cher,and Christina Aguilera),and now If anyone</div><div style="text-align: center;">calls me a hillbillie(and I hope he will because I'll use this incredible inuslt)''Yeah,at least we recognize cows''pointing at the person(of course).Ok,20 century nostalgia is back,and its bigger</div><div style="text-align: center;">than before,because(again)Im back to school,and it will remind me on technology,ships not being made of wood,thight stuff,polka dot baggy sweaters and pencil skirts not being fashionable and everyone-who-is-different-is-a-loserormity-.So I thought how world is actually full of </div> <span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Pink Ladies</em></span><br />
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Ever saw young teen gals,having fun like this??<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Anyways,I am going to another school this year,and Im not gonna try to blend in.I know Im gonna make good friends there.While girls will probably have something against me...To tell you honestly-I am scared.You know,you never know what will happen,cuz everyone have stereotypes about new students.Well...what are ya gonna do.But Im also excited to see what'll happen.Its like Im talking about another person's life,like I cant wait what SHE'LL do in new school,when Its actually me.You know,I've never been this excited...and to show you how excited I am-Im gonna eat a raw potato on the last day of august(also known as the August The Last).Yeah,Im overflowing with excitement!And I just wanna go there!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cant wait!(In case you dont get it-I am KIDDING,but you DO get it.)</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">And I just wanna say something that is not VERY related to my previous paragraf,but it is kinda..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whats up with Bieber-mania.What is so great about him that girls like?I really dont get it..his songs arent that great,and now Its not about taste,do they feel something when they listen to it?Some nostalgia,sadness,happiness,childhood memory.well.theres not emotion..just girl-boy song.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And with this,we're back to unformity.I shouldnt discuss this..I should forget about them...let them live their lives.But Its so shocking.It annoys me..everytime school starts over and over.I mean they think they're so cool,that they were laughing at me when I put a cold bottle of water on my head on very hot day..I mean COME ON!Ok I gotta stop this..in the end..I'll end up in a corner rocking myself like a lunetic..</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Excuse me,I just gotta yell for a moment)</div><div style="text-align: center;">AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!<br />
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No...undear friends-YOU ARE!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ok,I'll show you what my nostalgia looks like,and what is still reminding me...on the past century today.(I am 12.Im not hiding my identity like an 50 year old woman,but you dont know what it feels,when you wanna live in the time,when you werent even born!)Or maybe you do,...(but for that you'd need to be 3 to 15).</div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XRq5CE9VwNo/TlPVfiX7TMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_hSg082Jllo/s1600/old.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="171" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XRq5CE9VwNo/TlPVfiX7TMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_hSg082Jllo/s320/old.jpg" width="320" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKFWND8m8Gs/TlPVhwuMU9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/w6hcjEXKDL4/s1600/grease_frock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="208" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKFWND8m8Gs/TlPVhwuMU9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/w6hcjEXKDL4/s320/grease_frock.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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And just something else:I dont know If its me,but when you comment can you tell me If you saw the posts down there.Im just curious...do they show up when you read my blog.Just asking you to do it.no irony or anything like that.So...can you see the posts,or this is the only one?<br />
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Cant wait to post outfits!And then,my blog will be similar to other fashion bloggers...(unfortunately).<br />
But you know,If I wrote about fashion all the time people would be really bored.I mean..c'mon..<br />
who wants to hear about catwalk and collections all the time???</div>Emily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038316120064247224.post-88754786294295534242011-08-20T07:14:00.000-07:002011-09-03T07:57:52.787-07:00Gonna be a grumpy old grannyYou know lately I thought about quiting blogging.Its because I'm not impressed with it.<br />
I'd like to stare at my blog for hours and hours and just think how beautiful he is,and how many<br />
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I see,that people like to see bloggers dress.To show them their clothes,their style(also blogger will say where he bought it,so its a reason more).I could do that...But my brain just blocks and I got nothing to wear...Especially now,when its summer,and when I'm planning to spend the whole day out,with friends,wearing flappy dresses(I never wear dresses)or running in the weath fields and hanging out with bugs.Instead I spend my whole day on computer,drawing,in my old dirty shorts and an old straped tee.<br />
And say how my summer went well....You know when I get the famous haircut,I've been boring my mom for months,and when the school starts...I'm not gonna go in my old dirty shorts and old straped tee...Until then....I can only hope that I'll gain some more than 4 readers( I got 10readers...woo-hoo).....<br />
But even If I post my pictures on here,depends how interesting they're gonna be...cuz some people cant afford a lot of stuff-and I CAN NOT buy on Ebay(I quote my dad)...But lemme say something<br />
I dont wear:<br />
<ol><li>Dresses,cant climb,cant run,cant sit the way I usually do.</li>
<li>Skirts,cant climb,cant ru.....Oh you heard that..................</li>
<li>Leggings,too thight,too weird....................</li>
<li>I heart tees,I dont wanna be like everyone else,right??</li>
<li>Thight jeans,own 3,wear the baggiest thight 1.</li>
<li>Heels,Im not 22.</li>
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<ol><li>80's jeans,baggy ones..</li>
<li>Ripped jeans....</li>
<li>Knee socks,colorful and striped usually...</li>
<li>Doubled tees...</li>
<li>Lots of layers.</li>
<li>Converse sneakers,high and short.</li>
<li>Spencer shoes,which I havent bought yet...</li>
<li>Bracelets,(leather one with pink skulls,EXIT festival bracelet,fiery red,Emly,bracelet,2 friendship bracelets bought in Greece.</li>
</ol>My clothes are practical,because I was always restless and lively.So I planned styles that Im gonna wear thru my whole life:(<i>I'll start from this age,because my mom used to dress me when I was little,alotho It wasnt very bad,but I always looked like a boy):</i><br />
<ol></ol>12 yrs to 15-(If the apocalipse doesnt happen)Others said I still look like a boy.....well..cant do much about it....That isnt so bad tho,instead of others(<i>guys</i>) considering me as a bitch,they actually get along with me....considering me a great person.<br />
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P.S. Could you comment?It kinda gives an illusion that somebody was here..</strong></span>Emily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038316120064247224.post-16506740013201175182011-07-30T10:10:00.000-07:002011-10-14T05:11:44.398-07:00How do I call this post????<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I had no inspiraton for designs,so I made a collage.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And I really like it,because this ''Pink Lawn''smells gross.Like someone really cut someone's arm.It probably has to do something with old-enough-to-turn-your-lipse-into-a-stone- lipstick.And the Jummy thing that I cant throw outta my head.I even put a Hipster in there,and Im surprised how wanting to be a hippie changed my view on things.(Like what???Well.....like.....well,I know,but I cant remember right now.....ask me later.....)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqs8FsMV_70/TkfOnzN38zI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/QD7zVv6CUco/s1600/collage+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqs8FsMV_70/TkfOnzN38zI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/QD7zVv6CUco/s640/collage+001.jpg" width="465" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Before I ran out of inspiration I drew these:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YGvXHqKOSZM/TkhHDaWaO5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/uVL-2ixEc7s/s1600/tzoka%2526kathy+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YGvXHqKOSZM/TkhHDaWaO5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/uVL-2ixEc7s/s400/tzoka%2526kathy+001.jpg" width="290" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76LUTGLGh_Q/TkhG2eJjhbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ap0oceXChy4/s1600/pots%2526kettles+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76LUTGLGh_Q/TkhG2eJjhbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ap0oceXChy4/s400/pots%2526kettles+001.jpg" width="290" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You know,I think that no matter what I write,my blog(to me)looks empty.Dunno why.Maybe its me</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">cuz Im sick of seeing these posts every day(and it gets annoying)or it really IS EMPTY!.Im not gonna post any more posts.I gotta improve this.And,tell me that Im wrong.Because,I wishhhh...I am!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Anyways I'd really like someone to come.And invite me to be on TV.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">You know many bloggers end up there,known...End up famous....</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And,this age thing could actually help me.I mean how many 12 year olds </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">do you know that blog or draw fashion designs.You know,when your generation is the dumbest one,you gotta be a fool to try to blend in.Standing out its much better and someone can notice you,well no-one really noticed me...but I am working on it.If I dont end up known,I'll probably go join hippies,and smoke joint</span> to end my misery.......(<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I just hope my irony wont turn into</span> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">seriousness).......</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Ok,moving on....I thought to send a mail to Liz Blair,or even Grazia fashion magazine,and I still think thats a good idea...In a month I'll see how everything turns out.Until then,I'll be ''improving this'',drawing,thinking about great problems in world,and why I cant buy on ebay.... Oh and with fall and (my 13th birthday)just around the corner.I wish Im dead right now.Im planning an escape plan,for Neverland,because I wont be 13 then,and there will be no school,and I'll hang out with Peter Pan and Tinkerbell and the lost boys,and I'll have a BFF(literally).When(If)I turn 13 I will officialy become a teenager,and I dont want that to happen.Its like 100 of steps closer to being an adult.And trust me Its stressful enough to go to school.Now I have to ''celebrate''my 13th birthday!Give me a Break! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;"> AnYwAyS,CyA GuYs.....</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: right;"> (Oh this is not me,If I post my picture,It would be a tomboy looking lil gal eating a HUGE chocolate,</div><div style="text-align: right;"> or screaming like an Indian with painted face,or torturing my dad's guitar in a blue polka sweater and a yellow patched dress).<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;">But evil or not,its a mental</div><div style="text-align: right;">issue,but kids get over it.<br />
You know once in a while,everyone feels lonely,</div><div style="text-align: right;">(except those poor fellows with 10 brothers and sister)</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
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Hippies.Theres more than listening to pshyhedelic rock and smoking marijuana.<br />
<div style="text-align: left;">I wanna be a hippie when I grow up.Of course not cuz of the clothes they wear.Hipsters know how precious life is.Peace and Love,thats what we need.If hipsters rule the world.This would be a paradise.<br />
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No-one ever told me that I look like a hippie,but theres probably a good reason for it-CUz I DoNT!<br />
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wanna be a hippie,she said-but gal,they smoke joint!Dear god....you have rockers doing awful stuff,but,yet,you and dad wanted to be like them!Its harsh how people always come up with bad things first.I'm not gonna get a tattoo when I turn 14,run away from home,considering myself an adult,or join a local gang...(But a tattoo would be nice.....ever thought of getting one...?)And you know,Its freaky,how (old)people think that boys(and girls)who have great grades,or donate stuff to a charity,or live with their parents,and always watch their language are perfection in every way,and(for some,that are even freakier)those guys(gals)are -An Incredible Opportunity To Get Married-.<br />
Also these people are actually good,but they are not the perfect example(like my grandfather calls it)<br />
and If I told him that I wanna be a hippie,he will be asking questions,like Why do you always have to be different?and Do you wanna die young?And If I WOULD actually join the hippies,he would never speak to me til the end of his life....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XnvHwTefko8/TkJiZpaw_NI/AAAAAAAAAVM/pwXml5_Zmck/s320/hippies5.jpg" width="320" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They travelled together,they were hanging out together.Its FREEDOM!And independence!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was on a seaside and I bought a rock that''brings''freedom.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Who knows where will that enchanted stone take me...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RNGKNNK-9M0/TkJia4yjDoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/6nb8_iD6b_o/s1600/old_hippie_bilder_allerlei_hippiebus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="505" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RNGKNNK-9M0/TkJia4yjDoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/6nb8_iD6b_o/s640/old_hippie_bilder_allerlei_hippiebus.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: right;">Who are these people???I want to meet em.I want to be their friend.I want to travel with them.If anyone knows them.He needs to tell them that there is a 12 year old girl.Who wants to be a hipster!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-orWlK5Y2dnM/TkJih80Io5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/u4jvERDi6wU/s1600/Hippie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="555" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-orWlK5Y2dnM/TkJih80Io5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/u4jvERDi6wU/s640/Hippie.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>They wanted something new,they wanted to change the world.I'm sick of all the killing.<br />
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I'd like to build the world a home<br />
and furnish it with love<br />
Grow apple trees,and honey bees<br />
And snow white turtle doves<br />
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I'd like to teach the world to sing(sing with me)<br />
In perfect harmony<br />
I'd like to hold it in my arms and keep it company<br />
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I'd like to see the world for once.<br />
Standing hand in haaand,<br />
And hear them echo thru the hills,<br />
In peace thruout the laaaaand...<br />
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This is a song from an old coca-cola commercial.And it fits into a hippie thing.Because many people,united on that hill are singing about one thing.Like one voice...No-one is naked and there is no killing.Just peace...and love..<br />
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<div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">FLOWER POWER,PEACE,LOVE.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScpQ1gbwtA/TkLABjrtfxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DCxmZwkmMOY/s1600/img_2293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScpQ1gbwtA/TkLABjrtfxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DCxmZwkmMOY/s640/img_2293.jpg" width="640" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rS5znOnUie8/TkJigf5rhRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/cDYdGF1bKm0/s1600/hippy-one-true-love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="412" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rS5znOnUie8/TkJigf5rhRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/cDYdGF1bKm0/s640/hippy-one-true-love.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A true hippie,forever....</div><br />
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</div><h3 class="post-title entry-title"><a href="http://crazykidstyleemcks.blogspot.com/2011/07/some-more-again.html"><span style="color: #1d27a4;">Older designs and a stupid explanation.</span></a> </h3><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="post-header"><div class="post-header-line-1"></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-5302585009115088193"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QFKnJB-Y53s/Ti6peqXvsCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/REgI_MAD480/s1600/fum+cis+ba+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QFKnJB-Y53s/Ti6peqXvsCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/REgI_MAD480/s640/fum+cis+ba+001.jpg" width="464" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQfsIEKbOzA/Ti6pwivOXfI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HiLXQaDr-Ls/s1600/flink+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQfsIEKbOzA/Ti6pwivOXfI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HiLXQaDr-Ls/s640/flink+001.jpg" width="466" /></a>Is same as you see it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"><strong>Now why do I wanna be a fashion designer?Well,simple,I wanna show my style to the world,and I want people to except it as a label.Ever since I found out about my arms,I draw.From the monster-shaped human figures with no neck,bald or with two long braids peaking from the top of the head, to what I draw now.I just love drawing!Whenever Im bored I draw,its an excuse not to study,because Im not really interested in schoolwork.And I love fashion,I love colorful things,and I love to be myself.And thats what fashion is all about!But Im not a fashion freak.I'd rather go outside play with friends,or climb trees.But when you need to survive in this cruel,unfriendly world,you gotta do something,and If you wanna be happy,you gotta do something you love.I also go to music school,playing piano,but singing is my thing,and If I choose music,Im gonna be an opera singer,and who likes opera???Snobs?Royals?Yeah,maybe....but I dont want to.So fashion is my thing,and Im gonna succeed!(Wish me luck! And,read my blog,your're gonna help that way! :)</strong></span></div></div></div></div>Emily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038316120064247224.post-31137661946691421252011-07-30T03:51:00.000-07:002011-08-19T04:11:09.123-07:00Booo!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Style of teenagers is influenced by their friends(I mean society)but they try ti blend in.If everyone wears that,I need to wear it too,or otherwise I wont be IN.Everyone will think Im a loser.I know how it all works,afterall I'm 12 years old. </div>
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I like Vivienne Westwood,such a wonderful lady.And I like to have my own style,that has no chances to be copied.</div>
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But I also admire Nikki Minaj,and her incredible outfits,some people call it ridiculous,I call it fancy and good.I dont listen to her music,because I dont like it.For me shes just a fast talker!I know its some kind of art,but we all have different tastes.You could tell me,that I dont have a right to say that people who wear uggs are dummies,its still a taste,but,I know that half of the teengers likes it,because they wanna be cool.I was on the edge to buy them.But I listened to my angel on the left side and I didnt buy them.See how friends make you do things u dont want to!?Darn them.</div>
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Anyways,last year,I was into cowboy things.Old town gangs,cowboy-indian fights,wanted posters,the hot weather,and the boots.Its really cool.(If I lived in that time it wouldnt be so cool).I know there were wars and a lot of killing,but people admire the old west.</div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oi-eoVoP714/TiL9AeoLjhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VVSDN_jZliU/s1600/christian+dior+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oi-eoVoP714/TiL9AeoLjhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VVSDN_jZliU/s320/christian+dior+3.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>The first dress up there.I saw on stardoll.I really really like it.Oh I just LOVE Dior!Anyways...how did they stick that...ball..into her head?And this collection in a room,with checkered dress and green jacket reminds me on a chess club(not that I've been in a chess club).Emily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038316120064247224.post-7785416279328776052011-07-16T15:27:00.000-07:002011-07-16T15:27:41.498-07:00And some more...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03nfwsJSgv0/TiIQB5H8zKI/AAAAAAAAABs/QgQSwbGI_hk/s1600/dfhd+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03nfwsJSgv0/TiIQB5H8zKI/AAAAAAAAABs/QgQSwbGI_hk/s320/dfhd+001.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoKEhDWj5-Y/TiIQKj0gyTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sA5b5Bc__cQ/s1600/water+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoKEhDWj5-Y/TiIQKj0gyTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sA5b5Bc__cQ/s320/water+001.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZqyHGDfhko/TiIQOfPz9aI/AAAAAAAAACA/CrnUukh2EUk/s1600/001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZqyHGDfhko/TiIQOfPz9aI/AAAAAAAAACA/CrnUukh2EUk/s320/001.jpg" width="232" /></a></div>I have one big book full of drawings...Im gonna post them soon too!Emily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038316120064247224.post-78412565895265306842011-07-15T06:42:00.001-07:002012-08-03T07:13:53.316-07:00Welllllll....everything you wanna know is down.<div style="color: black;">
<span style="background-color: white;">Im a 12 year old,who loves to draw fashion designs,play dress-up and do weird stuff..(like playing outside...does that count as a weird thing).I've been interested in fashion a lot.So I wanted to write my opinion on everything and since I was always good at creative writing,I want to do more than fashion...Im just getting started and I hope I'll come up with good topics,cuz I dont wanna go around and just post dumb fashion show photos,or my equaly retarded drawings :)</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"> This is a drawings that gave me an idea to start a blog.Its not the first one,but its the best one of all(but I still dont have a lot)</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">I hope in near future,I'll have like a million sketches on my desk,and Im all busy,and the phone rings and its my dear friend Vivienne telling me that my designs are done and I should come pick em up,right after the fashion show and the 1 000 $ prize....at least I can dream. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"> Emily M.</span></div>Emily M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16573525826881164818noreply@blogger.com0