Alright, I was in a pretty crappy mood the last time I posted. Anyway, life's awesome at the moment. I'm going to the University of Mary Washington next year, which was one of my first choices for colleges. I'm graduating in two weeks, which is the biggest relief in the world. In terms of other colleges, I didn't get into McGill, which really surprised me. The whole admissions process with that school was incredibly objective: all they wanted were stats, no extra-curriculars or essays. And they didn't ask for alumni relation, so I couldn't list my dad. I wa accepted to Queen's, U of Toronto, Western, Christopher Newport, George Mason, and I was wait-listed at Virginia Tech (I think it's because I'm not a big math-person, since Tech and Mary Wash are about the same in admissions selectivity). I think living away from home will help ease the tension between my parents and I. We yell at each other every day about everything imaginable. My sister is even worse; she actually said to me that she isn't going to miss me when I go off to college. I know she isn't serious, but when she says stuff like that, it hurts. I've recently begun an obsession with facebook. Although I don't have my college email yet, I have a high school account. Comment if you want me to add you. I'll be writing more often in this thing, or at least I'll try to..

Screw this; I'm sticking to my lj. No one seems to want to be friends/comment in my entries/ update their own diary. Sorry, just a little bitter about it.

So, I didn't get into William and Mary, but that's cool; I'm alright with it. I got into my safety school last week, so that's like a huge sigh of relief that I'm at least accepted SOMEWHERE! Santa was pretty good to me this year. I got gift cards for American Eagle and Urban Outfitters, along with some stuff for my Ipod, CD's, DVD's, some shoes, clothes, and other stuff. I just found out that I'll be spending the weekend after my 18th birthday in Montreal, and that will be in February. I'm super-excited; I'll be able to LEGALLY drink in Canada, which is kinda cool, especially if I end up going to McGill University in the end. Wow, i should be in bed right now, but the insomniac in me (and the sugar in my bloodstream) are keeping me awake. I watched 523842304820 episodes of Law and Order today with my sister; I love that show so much, it's crazy. I also watched Anchorman, which is hilarious. Anyway, I'm keeping my fingers crossed that good things will come from all the univeristy admission staffs, and that I'll get into Mary Washington, McGill, VA Tech, and JMU, and I'll make my decision form there. Wish me luck!

This is my favorite time of year. Not because of the presents; it's just that feeling I get, the one that makes me have the radio station that plays non-stop Christmas music permanently set on my car radio, the one feeling that makes me go to Starbucks to have another Gingerbread Latte (which is, teh sex, by the way, I highly recommend it). It's that feeling I get when I see the first snow fall on the ground (which was, by the way, last Wednesday for the DC Metropolitan Area, it was fabulous). What can I say, I LOVE the Christmas season. Today, I hung out with my college friends, which was so much fun. I miss them sooo much, but I'll get to see them again in 3 weeks! I'm so jealous that they're in college, in I'm still stuck in high school. I get to spend a weekend with my friend next semester which means COLLEGE PARTIES!! I find out about William and Mary in about a week and a half. I'm extremely nervous, and on the other hand, doubting that they'll even defer me to regular decision and just flat out reject me. I'm extremely pessimistic. Well, I'll try to post entries more often, but college applications, homework, and procrastination have taken over my life.

So, I fell in love with the College of William and Mary yesterday. It is my dream school; it's beautiful, and the town's amazing. I don't think I stand a chance in getting in, but I've basically decided that I will have no social life for the next month/2 months, just so I can send them amazing Senior grades to make up for my shitty Frosh year. Because I live in Virginia, I'm going to be paying about $8,000 tuition for a lib arts education, which is unbelievably cheap, considering most lib arts colleges are about $30,000. I got to visit my friend and her boyfriend while I was there, which was awesome. I think I'm going to try to apply early decision there, so even if they defer me to regular decision, they'll see it's my first choice. I'm just afraid they'll flat out reject my early decision application, and I'll be left, depressed and really discouraged. College admissions suck, although the common application is my new best friend. http://app.commonapp.org/ Here's the link for all you college-bound seniors, the school(s) you apply to might accept it. Well anyway, I'll try to update more often. -Em

I quit my job, which is the biggest relief in the world. Yesterday was the worst day ever at work I was scheduled to work from 5 to closing, whcih usually means 11:00 pm. I'm out of the store at 12:30. Keep in mind that the state law for minors and curfew in 12:00 (which I really don't care about, but for work, it's like, my boss needs to be a bit more responsible). Anyway, I'm excited about homecoming, I found a gorgeous dress that I'm in love with, and I have an aweosme group of friends I'm going with. I wish I had a date, but whatever, it's all good. I have to start my applications for college pretty soon, and write a billion essays and try to get an amazing SAT score. Well, beck to AP Econ homework.

Whoah, the caffeine buzz from that Red Bull I drank about 5 hrs ago just ended like...NOW. I really despise homework; it truly is one of the biggest drags in my life right now, besides work, which is even worse. My boss tells me I'll be working 'till 8:00 at the latest, so why did he keep me until 9:30? Ugh, working at a store is terrible, especially when this store is a clothing store that gets a lot of twelve year-old girls who put clothes everywhere and misplace them, making it a huge hassle for my coworkers and me at closing time. On the other hand, I'm getting paid this Friday, which makes me super-excited, and I fully plan on spending most of my first paycheck on cd's and clothes. I really need to get a homecoming dress, our dance is in like 3 1/2 weeks, and I really want to find a dress that no one else will have. My Goodness, I'm too busy with work and school. Here's my schedule for this week: Wednesday-SCA Meeting Thursday-DJO Singers Friday-Work 5-closing(which means 11-12ish) Saturday- Work 11-5, maybe a voice lesson Sunday-Might possibly be working It doesn't sound like much, but when you add homework in the schedule it all equals stress. G'Night -Emilie

How much do I want it to be summer again? Like this---------------------------------------------much! School year me and summer me are like these 2 totally different people. School me is this person who's really involved in school who never does anything seriously wrong, not a big partyer, has great friends, but is not that wild. Summer me is this carefree girl who has fun, parites (not like crazy), is not neurotic about everything else in her life. It's probably healthy to be a combo of the both, but I haven't really found that mix yet. Maybe I'll find it after high school. Note to all you guys who are juniors or younger: don't take AP economics, it's not as fun as I had hoped it would be. I need to start up with voice lessons again, if I want any chance in to being a music major in college and getting in to a good program. I dunno if I even want to be a voice major in college; I dunno what I want to major in because I want to major in almost everything! It's probably either going to be business,law (or pre-law),political science, or music. I just hope I pick the right one for me.

I had my first week of school, and it was, meh. Kind of awkward when you have you and you 350+ classmates staring at the uniforms they have that are different from all the other grades, in denial about being Seniors. I'm ready for high school to be over, I mean, it's been fun, but I know college is going to kick ass. I'm ready to move to Montreal, and live away from my parents. I love my family, but it can be tough with them. My mom had to work really hard to get to where she is, and I totally respect her, but I feel like I could never be at the level where she was when she was my age. OK, so enough with the ranting. Yesterday, I wen to a football game, and our team won, which was a big shocker since we usually suck and we beat one of the best teams from last year in our conference. All the seniors (including myself) went all out in our spirit attire, which was awesome. Our class used to be the least involved in the school, and now we're incredibly loud and spirited, which is fun. I actually saw someone from opera camp at the game, which was nice. We play his team next week. I later went to a cookout for my friend's neighborhood, and hung out with people. Well,I have to finish the shit load of homework my teachers decided to assign me with, on Labor Day weekend, might I add. -Emilie

No idea how I'm going to take this year's huge workload. I hope I don't repeat my Freshman year, and get horrible grades. I've had this neurotic fear since I was young; it's this fear I've recently dubbed the "April 2006" fear. I'm in my kitchen, crying, with 7 rejection letters staring at me. I feel like I have nowhere to go when I'm crying, like my life is over. I know I shouldn't worry. I've been involved in God-knows how many activities since Freshman year, I'm an honor roll student, I have decent SAT scores, and I'm taking challnging courses this year. It's just that fear that each college admissions staff is going to judge me on my freshman year.

Mexico was alright. I got tan, well, sort of. Due to my French/German genes, most exposure to the sun results in a sunburn. School starts next Tuesday, except for Student Council people, like myself, who get to help the litle Freshmen by coming to their orientation on monday. I still need to read soooooooooo much, it's crazy. I never update this thing, gawsh. I miss everyone from Opera Camp a lot. I never got the contact sheet with their SN's and e-mails, so I hope one of them e-mails me and then I can get it. I can't believe I'm applying to colleges this year. Keeping my fingers crossed for McGill University.

I just came back from Vermont today, which was kind of fun. For the first time, I've realized that I'm sick of it. I'm the oldest out of all the kids, and I get treated like I'm one of them. I'm probably being melodramatic, but I'm just a little pissed off. Definitely got drunk a couple of times, and woke up the next morning with a HUGE headache. I've already decided that I want an internship next year, and hopefully, it will involve working for a congressman/senator, or something like that. I figure, I live in the DC area, so why not take advantage of that? I hope I can hang out w/ people this week. Anyway, g'night!

So turns out the paper I spent long hours procrastinating on and eventually ended up finshing late last night, wasn't even due today. In fact, I am the only person who has even typed something about my assigned biography. Anyway, opera camp was fun today. We had movement class, where we basically stretched the bejesus out of ourselves for an hour and a half. I was in extreme pain, but felt amazing afterwards. After we had voice classes and scene rehearsals and a master class, I went home on the metro w/ a group of friends, stopping by the Union Station food area w/ one of the friends. We ended up eating dinner at Johnny Rocket's (I love that place) and we each had a mini shopping spree at the candy store right next to it. After that, I rode the metro home, and got a text from my friend Melanie that she was coming back from the beach on Thursday. Really excited about these next couple of days, hoping to get the opera scene performance over with (we did the song perfectly today, it was awesome) and also hoping to hang out w/ my friends who have all just recently come back from France, the beach, and California. Ciao!

Still working on the stupid paper. God, I'm such a procrastinator. I have no idea what I'm doing tonight. Tomorrow I go back to "opera camp". I take ther metro to Catholic University, then walk around the campus to the music school building. I can't believe I'm going to be a senior next year! The fact that I'm going to be in 12th grade still hasn't sunk in. I still feel like I'm a sophomore sometimes. Well, I'll write more soon. -Em

Well, I just randomly found this website the other day. I don't have any friends on this website, so I'm hoping this entry will get me some interest. I am currently attending Washington National Opera's Summer Institute for Young Singers. In other words, I'm in a voice program for Opera right now. I knew I'd have to work hard VOCALLY, but never did I think I'd have to type a 4-5 report on an opera singer named Richard Tucker, let alone, have daily homework which included definitions of various music terms and analyzing various articles on music subjects. The good thing is, I absolutely ADORE everyone in the program. I thought it was going to be like that really BAD Hilary Duff movie, but it's the complete opposite. Everyone's really humble about their singing, which is a huge relief. We all hang out in front of the practice rooms and classrooms between coachings and lessons. It sounds super-dorky, but I love it, so whatever. After this program, which ends in 2 weeks, I'm off to Vermont, which is a sumer tradition for me. Usually, I'd spend all of July there, but because of the Opera program, Ill be there only for 2 weeks. The people there are my family, even if they're not blood-related. My sister, Camille, and I call all these people our aunts and uncles, and consider all the guys are age (we're the only girls) our cousins, and two in particular are like brothers. It's truly one of my favorite places in the world, there's nothing like it, and my parents usually don't come up with us, which makes everything even better. I really wish I could get along better with them, but they make it very difficult. They're obsessive-compulsive, and well, I'm not. Anyway, going back to vacation, after Vermont, it's off to MEXICO for 2 1/2 weeks. I'm super-excited, my cousin's getting married there. God, I'm going to be speaking en Francais with my relatives for half of my summer. I'm hoping to get a tan there; therefore looking naturally tan, unlike the girls at my school, who have decided that looking sexy means have the same skin tone as an Oompa-Loompa. Let's just say alot of them are regulars at the tanning salon. Dunring this summer, I have pondered one question continuously: How the Hell am I supposed to read 8 books, let alone type 8 critiques/asessments of these book? Taking AP/Honors classes sucks.