Emotional blackmail

I'm really hungry.
I think my dad is cooking pasta right now... mmm, pasta *does Homer Simpson style drooling*

I am emotionally blackmailing my friend Louise.

Not in a bad way!
She thinks she's fat (derranged child) and want's to go on a diet, so I said "If you're going on a diet, I am too!"
She was like Nuuuu! You'll be too skinny and die!
So I said, you'd better not go on a diet then >:]
Eventually we decided that she just wouldn't snack, so I'm not snacking either, hence the hunger. The sacrifices I make...


I wonder if blackmail is still politically correct... I expect someone will get very angry about it one day.

Blog?

Hi, I'm Emma- pleased to meet you!
I spent the majority of my life with my head in the clouds. I love robots, silliness and dancing in the rain, but I hate marmite, spiders and horror films. I never wear makeup or straighten my hair and I love reading- Harry Potter! At school I am the quiet one in the corner, unless you know me, in which case I never shut up- no, not that corner, the one by the window. No, not that window- I'm the lanky blonde doodling. Yes, that one.
I'm so ninja I blend in with the walls.

So, a blog. It's scarily like a diary, and I'm no good with diaries. I get bored, or forget, or get distracted...

*ahem* Yes. I'll see how this goes.

Until next time, (or maybe not, I really don't know)
Emma xx