They tell me I'm shy. They tell me I'm smart. They tell me I'm quiet. Jeez, some tell me I'm pretty. They are fudging.
I am loud. I am strange. I am unique. I am hippie-ish. I am wild. I love life. I try to love myself. I miss you all. I loved it then, it's fine now. I smile entirely too much. I look horrible in pony tails. Does anyone want to help me Take Woodstock? Last night, I lied to a friend. Today, I told the truth. I scoped attractive boys this afternoon, I smiled at some later. I screamed this morning. I cried last night. I wrote it down. I tore it up. I laughed, just now. I am Emily, happiness extrodinaire. And I love pretty boys. :)
I believe in pink. I believe laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing. I believe in being strong when it all goes wrong. I believe that happy girls the prettiest girls. I believe tomorrow is another day. I believe in fighting the power. I believe in rainbows. I believe in being happy, even if you're in pain. I believe in love. And I believe in miracles.

I'd like to fall in love.

Name- Emily.
Gender- Chick.

Best moment of That 70's Show-----
Eric flips through yearbook. He points to an unseen picture; we can only assume it is a girl.
"What about her?" he says thoughtfully.
"Ah, made-out with her once." Kelso chimes in confidently.
Pause. "Okay. Don't want my tongue where Kelso's tongue has been." Looks up. Laughter.
"You better stay away from your mom then!"
Classic.

Olive you, Ollie!
How clever. ; )
Captain Hann and Ava Maire are almost as smoothe as me. ( ;

Transformers, robots in disguise.