Okay, so Ryan Ross followed me on Twitter last night. I was scared and so happy at the same time.

Okay, so you're probably looking at these, and reading the direct message picture up top and wondering why I'm appologizing. Me and @lauzmur were carrying on last night by @ replying Ryan, and then all of a sudden, I'm being followed by him.

FUCKING amazing thing to happen yes. Still waiting on a reply.

A blog is to blog about your life. So I'm doing exactly that.

Alright, so as you might know, that I had a boyfriend (if you read older posts) and uhm, yeah last night the relationship went down the drain.

So, when I was on holiday at Lem's, I text him saying that I needed to talk to him, because in all honesty I did.

Now I'm not saying anything is his fault, but I'm just saying that it's not mine either, I think.
So, last night, he was on MSN so I talked to him on that since he had no credit.

He has always been far to forward, and I didn't intend on doing anything with him that he wanted.
So last night I told him that I didn't want a boyfriend, because seriously, I don't. I don't have time for one, and I don't have £10 to go and see him once a week. I mean, you might think 'why £10' it's because I had to either walk or get a taxi from my mums house to the train station. Get a train, buy dinner (wich I NEVER ate in the first place) and either walk or get a taxi home. And when we were out, we went into shops, and of course I needed money for that, so yeah.

I don't have the money, hence why my dad provides it, but I'm saving up just so I can go and visit Lem and everyone else again. It was nice, I'd do anything to still be there now, seriously.

But yeah, I broke it off with him, and told him I would NEVER have sex with him, so I thought he would have dumped me instead then cause he's like that, but no. He put a ':(' face and I just totally went on from there about how I didn't have time and didn't want a boyfriend. So yeah. There's last nights news for you. I keep forgetting to tell everyone, mymy.

- Emma xo

Would like a little help please.

So I'm wondering if anyone would be so kind and would like to try and make me a new header for my blog!?

I know you guys must be far better than me with graphical shit, so please, leave me a comment or email me - boomboxbabe@hotmail.co.uk

You don't know how amazing it would be if you did!

For Sale!

Okay, first, let me explain a little. I have some things here (not best image quality, blame my webcam) that I am willing to sell.

But the thing is, I would like to find out how much you are willing to pay first so, make me an offer? The Rocket Summer hoodie (small)

That Green Gentlemen - Panic at the Disco tshirt (large girls)

Fall Out Boy tshirt (small)

Famous stars and straps tank (medium girls)

Paramore tshirt (small girls)

Cute is what we aim for tank (large girls)

Panic at the Disco tshirt (small)

The Theatre Of Imagination - Panic at the Disco (DVD)

The Lowdown - Panic at the Disco - Interviews & poster (inside) (CD)

Greenday - American Idiot (a few scratches on cover)

Happy Birthday Keltie Colleen!

Your birthday is two weeks exactly after mine.

I'm home from England, don't really want to be, but I have a little annoying thing called school wich I need to attend.

I'll do a proper post when I'm not feeling 'jetlagged.'

3..2..1 lift off.

Yes, I took advantage of my HEY MOON stickers and my luggage.

Well, next time you'll be hearing from me is when I'll be down in England with the Lemon one.

So, since I have this weird obsession with planes, I'm pissing my pants literally cause I'm so excited. It may only be like an hour long flight, but I'm going to amuse myself by printing off slash and reading it on the plane ahahaha.

Asta Lavista.

P.s Catch me at Glasgow Airports Starbucks from 04:00am to 05:00am.

Laugh my fucking ass off. As if I care?

I use to look like this. Lol. August 23rd 08.

Let me finish this post.

Yeah okay, like I care what some person is going to comment me about. I think it's my decision to whatever I say on the internet. I'm JUST 15, thank you very much. Kate and I are talking, gives me great publicity I see, not that I care. I won't stop getting followers. It's all been resolved, so don't even bother to harass me whoever 'Stace' is.

TEAM KELTIE! #1

lost. respect.

Do I even need to explain?

My my my.

Oh wow. It's my birthday today, but that's not important.
So, I went to Cathouse last night, and just WOW.

A boy got my number, he's lovely. He's called Ross and he's 15 like me!
Me and him walked about town last night, holding hands, and I was like, I'll play 20 questions with you.
He's rather quiet, but he is so adorable.

So, he sent me a text last night on the train saying he missed me, time to go buy a phone top up!

Back by popular demand.

"You gain weight right before you stretch."
"Whaaaa?"
"Take your parents heights, add them together, and divide by two."
Mrs Maxwell is such a babe. And thinks I sewn a massive bow onto my skirt, and I didn't lmfao.

I'm going to be 5ft 6?
High fucking five.
Still not tall enough for the Radio City Rockettes though ¬_¬

So tomorrow is my birthday (I don't care)
And tonight I'm going to the Glasgow Cathouse.
How many guy's I will pull tonight? I might tell you later ;)

Introducing...

The cool squad.

p.s Me and 'reflectedintv' or 'pidgeonsaladdin' are writing a certain little something.

Don't think I'm not serious.

Yes yes, another picture of me. Amusing.

Right ok, weird post. But do you see that little mole on my face? Or beauty spot?
Yes, I actually drew that on with makeup, and I'm wondering, can I get one really implanted on my face? 'Cause I don't want one of the shitty peircings tyvm!

P.s, I look sunburned.
P.p.s Me and Lem had the best short conversation via MSN today, oh yes.

Swaggggaaa.

So tomorrow, I go back to school. I literally cannot wait.
I have new clothes to wear and it's going to entertain me until Thursday the 21st.
Yes I said Thursday. 'Cause I'm getting dropped off at my dads at 12:00am by my mum and I need to go for a late bath, and just kinda chill for a while at my dads.

I'm beyond excited, it's scary.

:DDD

p.s I'm bored atm.

I look better at angles.

Okay, hello today.
Only 18 day's until I go and see Lemon face!

So this is my new picture that I have up for my social networks blah blah, and I was like, maybe I should explain some crap.
My eyes are only scribbled out because I have the worst webcam ever! I had a dream about having an 8mp camera on an hp laptop last night, but no, I'm stuck with a 1.3!

So, I was going to talk about my weight. Yes. Since I'm showing quite a tad of skin.
As you can see, I'm not a size 0, of course not. I'm a healthy size 6 (8 in the UK)
I went for a jog this morning, and I came home completely tired and I had a few hundred calories. I am a calorie counter. Yes.

I was to my limit of collapsing when I got in anyhow, and I sat and watched some telly, no exercising.

I dance everyday, and I go for a jog when I'm not tired.

It's okay to not be thin. And not look like the girls in Vogue. I'm putting up with it. If boy's are a problem? Don't bother. I get called fat everyday at school; 'bubba' is what sick Scottish boys like to say to attract our attencion, not nice.

But anyhow, I'm ended with my rant, and I've made myself feel better... Now I'm going to go drink some calorie ridden peach juice!

Nothing to declare.

Alright, so previously, I've had this whole 'NC-17' avoidation thing. Really, I'm not reading any sexual fics on slash, and I think there is something wrong with me. But, y'know, that's not an illness per say.

You might be wondering about the title of my post; that's my favourite programme at the moment. It's like borderline security.

Y'know how at an airport? There is two lanes when you're passing through the metal detector? And there is either, 'Nothing to declare' or 'Something to declare' yeah, that's the just of it. People lying and saying they have nothing to declare, two minutes later you open there suitcase and they have a statue full of coke.

P.s If I don't make it as a dancer, my career as a plane spotter shall begin.

Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera.

Today I am bloggging from the great outdoors of Scotland. Ok, that's a little lie, it's not THAT great.

It's also sunny! But my webcam is a crapper, and I slightly edited this haha.

So today, I bought a new skirt, with this cute big black bow on it and a black cardigan, new canvas shoes... etc

Also, I have my tickets booked for London Stansted (England) And I'll be away visiting Lemfeatures for a whole five day's *shocked*
I have a bet on with her boyfriend with who's going to shag her first. Hand's down I'll win.

Me and jDen

This is Jordan, he's cool.

So today, I got the choice of wether I wanted suspended or a letter home, I obviously went with the letter.

So there shall be a formal complaint letter about 'Stephen Donaldson sucking knob' to my parents.

I'm amazing.

P.s, Mr Greechan would not stop saying '69 years of age' today, I lol'd 'cause of last night, right bubby ;)