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Name: Emily
State: Oklahoma
Metro: Norman
Birthday: 4/23/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: praising God, Sigma Phi Lambda, my Mafia girls, Third Eye Blind, Norman, Fiji water, driving with the windows down, playing the piano, the "awkward tent", campus campouts, the Plastics
Expertise: pretending I'm on American Idol, baking muffins, funky home decor, reading an entire series in a week, throwing up the "3", speaking with an Irish accent, blowing up my finger with fireworks, doing the Napoleon dance, cheesy pickup lines, your dad jokes, winning at poker even when I have no idea what I'm doing, prank phone calls, being a Sooner fan no matter what, the baby voice
Message: message me
AIM:  EmAndTheMoon
MSN: codawithacurse@hotmail.com
Member Since:
5/30/2005
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| Love, you're getting lazy
You're forgettin' to give me
Sweet sugar words that I wanna hear
You've been neglectin' me
You know jealously, it is a bitter as a green spring berry
And just like fruit from a fickle vine
You turn sweet in the nick of time
Love you only come alive when you're losin' me
And it's a childish game
I've got to shake you up just to wake you up
To make you love me
I'll shake the sugar tree
Til I feel your love fallin' all around me
You've got to tend to what you planted
And if you take my love for granted baby
I'll shake the sugar tree
Another night and you're sleepin'
I'm awake and I'm dreamin'
Oh honey 'bout the way that it used to be
And little time's gone by
Do you think that I'm content
With the cookin' and the payin' of rent
No I wanna know if your love's all spent
I'll shake the sugar tree
Til I feel your love fallin' all around me
You've got to tend to what you planted
And if you take my love for granted baby
I'll shake the sugar tree
I've got to raise some commotion
Before you show me some real emotion
I'll shake the sugar tree
Til I feel your love fallin' all around me
You've got to tend to what you planted
And if you take my love for granted baby
I'll shake the sugar tree
You know I'm gonna shake the sugar tree
Til I feel your love fallin' all around me
You've got to tend to what you planted
And if you take my love for granted baby
I'll shake the sugar tree | | |
| My dear acquaintance, it's so good to know you
For strength of your hand
That is loving and giving
And a happy new year
With love overflowing
With joy in our hearts
For the blessed new year
Raise your glass and we'll have a cheer
For us all who are gathered here
And a happy new year to all that is living
To all that is gentle, kind, and forgiving
Raise your glass and we'll have a cheer
My dear acquaintance, a happy new year
All of those who are hither and yonder
With love in our hearts
We grow fonder and fonder
Hail to those who we hold so dear
And hail to those who are gathered here
And a happy new year to all that is living
To all that is gentle, young, and forgiving
Raise your glass and we'll have a cheer
My dear acquaintance, a happy new year
Happy new year
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| I wrote this whole emo post about how I'm an emotional wreck lately for reasons I can't even being to decipher, how I'm afraid of graduating because I'm clueless on how to get what I want, how I'm frustrated about people who can't handle group dynamics and more gratuitous wallowing, but then one of my favorite people in the world called me and put me in this amazing mood. Gotta love that.
Oh, and apparently I'm now the "Gossip Queen" according to my sorority's alumni representative because I'm good at handling/resolving it. Fun.
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| A Song by Rilo Kiley called "Xmas Cake." Enjoy:
"It's almost Christmas..."
When I take off my make up I look old and defeated
I'm not so dangerous
Cry into my Christmas cake
Staring holes into me all night
You should just give up
'Cause our love's become selling secrets
To the Russians they don't need
The Cold War is on between you and me
25 years old and a bachelor's degree
Your parents helped out with graduation fees
The loans were never enough
The credit cards are calling your bluff
Hold your hand, cut them up, move away
Or you'll paying them off 'til your kids grow up
And do the same
There's no more running water
Wrapping presents in the dark
Move into your car
Change where you park
Too bad that job caroling department stores fell through
But the new year is right in front of you
Cry into your Christmas cake
Don't know what else to do
Don't know what else to do
(Fa la la fa la la la la)
I fear I'm going deaf
I've got some sense left
Give up some more to be with you
(Ooh...)
'Cause what good is seeing if love's not looking back at you
(Aah...)
And what good is feeling if my hands aren't touching you
And another angel came down
He was wearing only a cloud
He said "Sew up the bad that you've done
Tomorrow Christmas day comes"
(Christmas day)
Cry into your Christmas cake
Don't know what else to do
Cry into your Christmas cake
Don't know what else to do
The new year's right in front of you
(Fa la la fa la la la la) | | |
| I have this friend who lives life with such fullness of spirit that it's impossible to ignore. He's full of vigor, always uplifting an forever radiates Christ. So for the next week, I'm going to try to emulate him. WWRD? | | |
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