For the anon who requested it.
Hi, I’m Emily and I happen to enjoy being blonde.
See that little black thing in the bottom corner?
That’s Belle and she’s my favorite thing on this planet.
Currently, she is being a doll and sleeping to my right.
Probably should start off on that aspect.
I have about a billion animals, literally.
16 cats, 2 possums, and 1 dog.
All of them are rescue animals I have rescued from nature because I live next to a farm.
The guy who owns said farm doesn’t like taking care of his animals, so, I do.
Out of all the cats though, Belle’s my favorite.
I got her in a farm down in Hectorville where she was the runt of her litter and unwanted.
10 years later, she’s still just as small and the sweetest, smartest, chubbiest little thing I’ve ever had.
Right now, I’m in that magical stage of my life where I’ve just graduated and everybody’s trying to tell me what I’m supposed to do with my life.
People’ve got lots of ideas of who I’m supposed to be, but no one ever asks me what I want to do that makes me happy.
I’m going to go to school to do art and illustration.
I’m one of those people who like creating something out of nothing and giving life and beauty to blank paper.
I especially love colored pencils.
Actually, they’re my favorite things ever (next to Belle).
Anyhow, one of these days I’m going to post some of my art on here whenever I grow the balls to even though, my friends on here have been telling me to do so.
I don’t like being mean to people on here and I love talking to new people.
I don’t have a set opinion on anyone on here except for a lovely group of people who think they run one of the fandoms that I’m apart of just because I see the way they treat complete strangers without knowing them to begin with.
Just because you’re new to tumblr, doesn’t give me a right to treat you like shit because of the date you’ve created your blog.
As long as you’re nice, I’ll be nice right back.
And I’m not going to sit here and belittle you because you have horrible grammar.
Grammar is nice and all, but it doesn’t define the personality or the intelligence of a person.
If anything, the people who sit there and put down a person because of said issue to me, are just plain mean and cold hearted.
Go ahead and put someone down and act just like they way you claim other people act toward you because of stereotyping.
Yeah, that’ll get you sympathy.
I’m from the bloody deep south, so, I know what it’s like to talk different and/or with an accent.
People are rude about it, but they can deal with it.
I am who I am and I like me.
I’m also never going to shove my opinions or religion down your throat.
Everyone has their own opinion and that’s what makes them amazing, but even if we don’t see eye to eye, I don’t see why we can’t chill.
I may not agree with what you stand or believe for, but I’m not going to argue against your opinions if you don’t argue toward mine.
For example, I think everyone is equally beautiful and whether you’re female or male, it shouldn’t matter who you love and no one should be denied the right of marriage because of sex.
That’s just stupid.
I also believe in God, but I can’t stand reading the Bible for too long.
I’ve got my own set opinion of how I think everything is.
I’m addicted to NFL football and during football season, it’s dangerous to watch games with me.
Especially, if you’re rooting against any one of my teams.
Now, THAT i’ll fight you on.
HUGE Green Bay Packers fan as well as the New Orleans Saints, the New York Giants, and the Buffalo Bills.
I’m not too partial to the Patriots OR Tom Brady.
To be honest, I can’t stand him and no matter who they play, I root against.
Can’t stand that quarterback…
I listen to every kind of music ever created, but my favorite is Folk and Country.
Down here, everyone listens to country religiously, so, that’s a given, but my favorite artist is Matt Nathanson and this blog is a clear indicator of it.
I totally recommend seeing his shows because half of it’s improv comedy and the other half is him singing these amazing songs where 90% are just giant innuendos to sex.
I’m totally down with that.
My mother got me tickets to go see him as a Christmas present as well as tickets to Colin and Brad.
I love love love improv comedy and anything Drew Carey has ever had a hand in making.
Whose Line, Improvaganza, Storage Wars, Storage Wars: Texas, Reba, Castle, Firefly, and Duck Dynasty are probably my favorite shows ever and they flood this blog regularly.
The deeper side of me is that I’ve gone through a lot of shit within the last four years.
I used to be one of those extremely happy people who was bubbly 24/7 and never shut up and since then, I’ve kind of lost myself along the way.
I broke up with a guy whom I dated for three years and that was my best friend, I entered into physical therapy for fucking up my back by playing sports, I entered into therapy for clinical depression, and I’ve changed my opinion on what I want to be about a million times.
I read that people on here all the time have these problems and say that they try not to let these things define who they are, but they take these problems and use them as excuses to anytime they piss anyone off or fuck anything up.
I’m never going to do that.
That’s one of my pet peeves.
I can’t stand when someone does that.
How hard is it to act like the adult you claim you are and admit when you’re wrong?
I just don’t understand some people on here.
I used to be ambidextrous, I used to be a vegetarian, I’m terrified of ostriches, I hate both Delta and Honda, I have an unhealthy addiction to Snapple and Pandora, I’ve never seen Titanic, and I still don’t understand Avatar.
Yeah, that’s me :)
Let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance.