Emily

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Sun, 29 Jul 2007 18:23:40 GMT

so summer school is almost over...few days then my summer actually begins. not doin wellllll...nervous for acceptances.....lots of pressure. I'm fucked.I'm goin 2 fuck up. I'm a fuck up...ofuck

Toilet Flushing

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Thu, 05 Jul 2007 16:51:24 GMT

I have this song stuck in my head. Not really stuck, however it comes and goes. You know when certain songs have a certain place that stays in your heart...I'm not sure if this is one or not. I get mixed feelings when I think of it.Sorry if I sound like I'm complaining...that's the last thing I would want to do.Summer school starts for gr.12 english. a bit nervous. I"m kind of excited to c all those wangstas dressed up in Newmarket thinking they're the hot new shits of the world, and all the greasy dressed up pokadot shirts with their half coloured hair wearin those tight new skinny jeans in the middle of summer. Excuse me for being rude right now...that was uncalled for.
I need a job!!!!does anyone know if anyone is hiring? broke! I'm so close to robbing baskin robbins safe.

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Mon, 25 Jun 2007 04:21:23 GMT

Everyone, get off FACEBOOK!!!

Let's get it on

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Fri, 22 Dec 2006 05:00:02 GMT

let's get it on, continuous sex dreamsssss...I'm inloveeee... and no I don't mean I'M in lust, well I'm very sexually attracted to him, and that's how it started out, but now it's something else, my heart just goes pitter patter non fucking stop, and i've been doing crazy things, like waiting outside of classrooms for him.. i'mmm idunno....i just can't stop smiling wow it feels good to let this out :D

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Sat, 12 Aug 2006 17:48:41 GMT

wats up ppl in the shit country!!!! im in PISANOOOOOOOOOOOO ladies and gents... jealous?? its pisa italy, if you ppl dunno! the leaning tower was falling and yes boys and girls - i held it up for the world to see! i got pics dont worry... and please dont be jealous... we are heading off to fireze... florence for the losers who dunno... meh, anyways, gonna go get some sausicca fresca (fresh saussage) hahahhahhah LATER... sorry if i cant answer the comments - not like i give two shittttttsssss because im in italia ladies and gents - oops, did i mention that already? ha... peace

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Wed, 19 Jul 2006 15:14:38 GMT

ahh 11:11 make a wish!

ps: but it can't be I wish for a thousand more wishes

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Mon, 17 Jul 2006 21:32:25 GMT

I have this friend; let’s call him Bob. Bob sometimes is mean to me, he also can be very nice, but sometimes he can do the rudest things to me, for example he just hung up on me (2X)on the telephone. He thinks he’s being funny and cool when he does that, but he doesn’t realize he’s hurting my feelings.

O…What do I do?

can't stop smiling

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Mon, 10 Jul 2006 01:06:13 GMT

ITALY WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Forza Italia!!! I've never cried that hard in my life and I can't stop crying, biggest smile, one of the most greatest days in my life. I'm sry but this is the best I can say it with knowing little of the language.

"Lo avete saltato assente, Ti amo uomini. Ciò non era giusta un gioco, era una celebrazione di coltura. Ti amo ragazzi.mmmmch(blowing kiss)" I never realized how proud I should be that I'm half Italian, and that I'm sry it took this worldcup for me to realize it a bit more.

PS: Leaving to Italy in august. .... my dad would be proud that I wrote this, so this is dedicated to him even though it's the cheesiest thing in the world and that he wouldn't be reading it, but ti amo papa!

Smily

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Sat, 01 Jul 2006 01:17:03 GMT

I was watching the world cup and I'm not the kind of person who devotes their life to it, however I do follow the games and I've seen some that I love. Today I watched the game between Germany and Argentina...I cried to it, it was soooo sad, juss seeing the tears stream down the Argentines faces, u cud c the passion in their eyes, it inspired me. I also watched the game of Italy vs.Austrailia who played yesterday and Italy vs.Ukraine today. I fell inlove with everything about it, the game, the players,... oo the love.I wish I could have passion like them.

hmmm... who do u think will win??

I also am feeling a new crush, when I take one glance at him, I tend to not stop looking at him. Everything about him is so mesmerizing, especially his eyes. I love his eyes, and his smile makes me wanna smile, but instead it makes me blush and turn my head away.

Divine Intervention

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Sat, 08 Apr 2006 01:20:32 GMT

On the road, outside raining…sister driving mom in the front, me in the back… We put on some Janis Joplin “Son of a Preacher man”. My sister stops for a car to turn… out of no where another car swings right in front of us, speeds and misses us by 1 millisecond. My sister grabs the wheel and turns it to the right, skidding, rain hitting glass pane, 80-k/m hr, screaming… we’re a live. My mom and sister were overwhelmed of the situation almost like Samuel Jackson in Pulp Fiction, they believed it was divine intervention (God coming down from heaven and saved us; me of course couldn’t believe it played John Travolta in the scene, and thought we were alive just because we had slowed down.

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Fri, 17 Mar 2006 14:26:38 GMT

Alright so I went to the grocery store with my father and I was just following him around while he was switching directions every other second while he got some fruit. I who was just totally delirious and in a little hallucination had my eyes on these cookies. It happened so slowy...try picturing this slow motion. As I was moving even more farther away from the cookies while trying to keep up with my father and his pineapples...I smashed then fell into a strangers cart head first with my body mangled up in this hard and painful metal and cheese. I lifted my head and it was this old espanic woman, who said in a sweet loving voice "oo dios mio come estas? awe dear are you okay, you fell into my cart and ruined my fucking fruit! If you watched where you were going maybe my cheese will still be intact! I said yes, yes I'm sorry I'm so sry. Then she started to do a prayer. I was just like holy fuck get me out of here. So I ran to my father, and there he was with his pineapples.... and the cookies I was staring at.

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Thu, 16 Mar 2006 03:56:13 GMT

BRACES OFF! Big fucking smile

Lacoste

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Sun, 26 Feb 2006 02:08:16 GMT

I'm selling "LACOSTE" clothing for men. Real and good quality from France and Peru. VERY VERY cheap prices. It's for Charity!!! Anyone interested???

After...

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Sat, 11 Feb 2006 13:58:39 GMT

The show was just primo... I miss the crazy pointing and the nervous giggles from everyone sitting in the front. I miss the handclaps, the hunch, and the humping of everything in my sight. I just miss it ....O and I don't know about everyone else, but when I came home on Friday I fell asleep and didn't wake up till the next morning.

I won't say depressing but most nostalgic day of the year...

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Wed, 01 Feb 2006 18:02:31 GMT

It's the first of February, one day closer to Valentines day. What I love most about it, besides spending the 2 years alone would be the love circulating around in the air. It's a thing, well, its kind of like quicksand.The more you are in it, the deeper you sink and when it hits you, you've just got to fall. Some people would say I've been watching too many movies, but there has to be people who think like that...

Nervous Smile

emily_maccarrone_24@hotmail.com — Mon, 30 Jan 2006 17:54:58 GMT

Well hey everyone, I’m referring to the 2 people on my list. This is quite exciting, I finally got live journal. I feel like the guy in 40-year-old virgin. Like everyone said, “Do it! Do it!” So yeah I have no idea how this works so people if you could, just fill me in.