Longest. day. ever...This stemmed from the longest. night. ever.

But it's cool, cause it was totally worth being awake, and staying up late for nights and nights in a row to be with some of my awesome far-away friends.

The Walkers: are amazing. Only they could pull off 20 or so extra people around their place. at the same time as putting on an amazing production of 'Fiddler on the Roof'. It was so great, and i had the worst crick in my neck from sitting so close to the stage. But it was so good being right next to the actors, that i totally went back for seconds :D. It was so neck-crickable-worthy!

And then we'd come home from the theartre and drink tea, and be snug underneath rugs, and talk and talk, until we got kicked out to get to bed. I'm pretty sure that i had baggy eyes, and was slightly unfocused in the mornings, but it was GREAT!

Milly's 18th was great. Music and Dancing are the best, and fires, and fire twirling. IT WAS AWESOME!

But anyway, I am so tired now. But i unpacked my bag. That's a plus.

and I'm in my own bed tonight. That's a plus.

And only 4 more days until christmas! That's definitely a plus!

Em :)

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew! Finished yr 10 baby!!!!!!!!!
It's a pretty good feeling! But 2 years left of school....Trepidation is definitely a key feeling at the moment. But Elation as well....
Now if only i could decide what to do after....

Broken Hill tomorrow, can't wait to catch up again with old friends....(ok i saw them like 2 weeks ago, but i can't wait)....definitely not looking forward to the 800 kms though :P But that's what ipods and Harry Potter book 5 is for right? Don't tell mum i'm reading it again. :P

Did I mention that my favourite song at the moment is "Better Together" by Jack Johnson :) no? well it is!

Em :)

Ps Summer Holidays...YEHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW!!!!

Mweow! It has been a long time since I last blogged.....I finally have something beautiful and exciting to blog about. Not that life isn't normally beautiful and exciting, it is continually throwing itself in my face and surprising me. But this was a very special moment!

So....Muster was this weekend. It was so great to see some friends who I haven't seen in a while. They've all gotten so grown up and beautiful! It was just like old times, with around ten of us, all around 13-14-15 years old. Except last time it was more like 11-12-13. Hehehe, it's so funny how we grow up. Hannah, Annabelle, Jesse, Georgia, Hannah, Jo-jo, Jordie, Angela, and Cherry- You're all so beautiful, and whenever I think of you I'm greatful that you're in my life.

So that was Saturday, when we played "Bang", a game i have not played since.....a very long time ago. We talked until we had caught up with each others lives, and when we had done that, a small water fight ensued.

Then we had a concert on Saturday night, where we got to watch everyone sing and share. (and yes I got up there myself, and sung a song I wrote a while ago. So cool to be able to share it with people!) When I finally fell into bed that night I was exhausted, but exhilarated.

I sat in on a sermon on Sunday morning. The guy had some good stuff to say. I found out that some of my friends were getting baptised that afternoon, and determined not to miss it. Then it was back to my friendly friends, and wide games (from which my arm is killing me. I hate noodles/swords.). After that I decided to go with my friend Joey, out to the Centre, and it was nice to have some D&M-ing with her. We finally headed down to the river to watch her sister, Lydia, and my good friend Izzy get baptised. (Also a few other I didn't know. Congrats on your baptisms nameless people. :))

I watched them getting baptised, and I could see their faces, dripping, smiling, breathless with the public commitment they'd just made. Then I started to feel something inside me nudging me.

It said something like, "Go on! Get baptised. It's ideal"

Me: "But how can I be sure, God??? What if Im not ready? I want to follow you....but.."

Then it struck me I did want to be baptised. I'd thought about it for a while, and I really did want to follow Him for the rest of my life! What better way to show it. But there was still that nagging doubt, the one that says, "I don't know...what if I'm not ready...Everyone's watching..."

One by one, the pre-arranged baptisms finished and I heard 5ish people tell everyone why they wanted to be baptised, and how they wanted to follow God for the rest of their lives. Then Chris, this guy I know asked a friend to baptise him, they were standing right next to me...and I started to get really emotional. I wanted to cry.

Pull yourself together!!!!

Then that was over with, and everyone started to walk away, and inside I said to myself, "Phew, nearly lost it for a second there.." Then I hear a voice say "EVERYONE COME BACK!"

"Great"

Annabelle's brother Sam, had just asked his dad to baptise him. I knew this was my last chance, my second chance. I was tearing up, and I knew it was right. I went to my wonderful daddy, put my arm around him and said, "Dad, I know you're wearing your sunday clothes, but will you baptise me?" (Ok, I probably could of thought of something better, but hey, at least it wasn't cliche :P) Of course my lovely father said yes.

Then with these big black ominous clouds rumbling with thunder all around this group of people who I really care about, and rain starting to spit down on us, Dad lead me to the edge of the swollen, flooded river, and called out to Paul , who was still standing knee deep in the water, "Lets do one more!" (thanks dad...) We watched Sam make his declaration, and come up out of the water, shaking his head, sending water everywhere.

I was crying by now. ( I know. Me! The rock...) And when I was standing waist deep in the water, and my Dad asked me why I wanted to be baptised. I can't really remember what I choked out. I just remember my emotions; happiness, security in both my daddy's arms, and just this absolute peace of mind, I just knew it was the right thing!

And the Dad and Paul baptised me, and I came up sputtering, crying, dripping, and slipping around in the muddy river. Some kind person gave me a towel, I didn't see who, (thankyou Kind Stranger :D You're the best) and I was crying and hugging everyone and people were taking photos. Man it was the best. I was so glad that I could share this special moment with all my special friends (well not all of them, but hey, it wasn't premeditated. I really wish everyone I care about coulda been there!)

And God pulled out his best sky for all us that got baptised. Rainbows. Plural! TWO! I couldn't believe it. I'd never seen that happen before.

We finished the night with mud volleyball, and a BBQ and singing!

This was definitely in the top ten of days!

Im so happy God. You picked the best day, with the best witnesses. This is all your plan. Your plan is AWESOME!

You are awesome!

Em :)

PS Thanks to Kaity, my beautiful sister, who doesn't know it, but I've been leaning on her and sapping her knowledge all year. Thankyou Mummy and Dad. You show me the right way. Special thanks to Dad for baptising me, it made the moment even more special.

Also Kate and Hannah, everytime I talk to you you are encouraging and show me a bit of Jesus.

I love you guys.

Finding Me

I haven't written in the long time. It's not cause there hasn't been stuff to blog about....I'm just lazy. I could have written and complained about a heap blogs, about a heap of stuff. Such as :









- Work

- McBiblestudy

- My Crazy, Stupid, Friends

- Kylie coming home (and that is oooold news!)

- Wishes

- My Teeth

- ISCF (I really can't believe i didn't blog about that! Best. Thing. Ever!)




- And a million other things! Which I will not list here, because who wants to taste a million stories, and not hear them.









So I've just entitled this blog, "Finding Me", because i think that's been a big thing for me lately.




I used to be really insecure about a lot of things, and it's not that I'm becoming a different person, just maybe more of myself than I was. It's awesome :) It makes life so rose coloured. And no, I don't think I'm on some Happy- Hormonal - High. Seriously. Im actually kind of sick at the moment, and my voice, isn't working, and this doesn't make me happy. Normally, I sing ALL the time, now when I open up my mouth this croaky, wierd sound comes out. YUCK! So I'm pretty quiet. Which feels so wierdddd! That should be proof that I'm not on a happy high :)




SoI've been reading this lady's blog, her name is Kelle Hapton, and if you havent read her blog, you can find it here http://www.kellehampton.com/, she's SO super-duper inspirational.




I just want to say that, Emily Haase is going to start enjoying the small things. Like photos, collages on my wall, new paintings on old canvases :D, singing, piano, being an art-fart (which I'm kind of ok with :P), being with my friends, all the hair pieces that i can't help but wear lately :D, my family (they're the best!), and God. (Last but defo not least!)




And I think maybe, just maybe.....I'm finding God, not finding Emily, and that's why I'm more me than I ever was :)














Some pics I love, and that make me happy :)































~Em~

Chips, Chalk, and Deep Talks

Aaaah! What a great week I'm having. Having two of my favourite friends staying with me is pretty much my piece of cake. They were both staying at the same time, which is, like, the cherry on top of the cake. And they stayed almost a whole week, and we had a week off school! That's like the.....well, something else yum to put on my cake. Maybe chocolate iceing, or whipped cream, or icing sugar :D.

Thursday was the funnest day! (is that a word? Don't think so.) Chillaxing until late morning, chatting away. Then Hannah got the incredible idea. The idea that just takes the cake!

Chips, and Scallops for lunch! Pretty good, aye?

So walked the 2 and a half kms to get to chip shop. And man, was it worth it!!! 7 bucks worth of chip, 8 scallops, and 2 large bottles of splashe later, we all had huge food babies!!!! And we sat in between car parks, so close that when the cars drove passed we could have touched them. People walked past and looked at us enviously. I was almost tempted to call out, "Hey, do you wanna share?" but i didn't. They probably would have glanced at me, and hurried away, pretending not to hear. Haha! I was tempted to do it, just for the awkwardness it would cause. But i controlled myself. But it was pretty funny inside my head.

The walk home was refreshing, especially after all the oil! Then chalk drawing for hours on the road, outline people's shadows, Drawing flowers and fish, and baby dinasours. It was really fun! Then playing Fly. Which is the worst game IN THE WORLD. Mostly cause I lose. But Hannah is freakishly good at it.

Then being exhausted, but still talking until passed midnight! It was so fun!

We've been pretending it's summer even though, y'know, it's so flipping cold that all we want to do is stay in bed with the electric blanket turned up full-bull. So, on Wednesday, in honour of our pretend summer week, we went swimming, in our backyard pool. It took a lot of working up to: Examining our old summer tan lines, trying to find swimmers, jumping on the trampoline, to "warm up", dreading that which we knew was going to come. Ha! lucky one of us has some sense. Angela is always the sensible one, so she documented the whole thing, my camera has had such a workout these holidays!

Finally the moment came. We held hands, the less-assured Jordan dipped her toes in, then refused to tell us if it was warm or not. (probably knew that I would run the opposite direction!)
Then we took a deep breath, and jumped. And froze. It was so cold. Flailing arms and legs went everywhere, and screaming girls swum for there life. Brrrrr, i get shivers thinking about it!

But it was SO woth it. even just for the photos we got!

Ya gotta love the holidays :D

Emily

Horses

Horses. I've figured out that i actually don't mind being with them! I actually LIKE them! I've been doing horsemanship lessons. Ok....so I've had three. but all them same. I like them lots!!!!! It helps that it's my friend Cherry's mama that's doing it with me, and that their horses are all as friendly as.....I don't know......something very friendly!
Last Friday was so cool, I had this horse cantering around me, and I think that, maybe, she was having as much fun as me! Of course it's probably not as fun for her when I do something wrong or click at her (something i find very difficult, considering my braced mouth lately) to many times and then she walks so fast i can't keep up :S.
And it doesn't even matter that I get home and my fingernails are all black, and I smell like a horse, and my jeans are a lil' hairy. I actually like the horse smell! Talk about amazing. We are talking about someone who used to feel squeamish just watching someone kiss a horse. I have to confess that there has maybe been some horse kissin' on my part :D! But don't worry I'm not planning on chewing tobacco, or wearing a cowboy hat, or spurs. And I'll try not to pull my lassoo out to often. :P

I'm pretty lucky I reckon.

This is Cherry, and me, one of my favourites at the moment.

Emily

Hot Chocolate Weather

This is todays photo.

I love hot chocolate weather. Autumn, it's definitely the time for Hot Chocolates, Electric Blankets, Breathing Out Hard so I can see my breath in the air, and getting bashed on the head with leaves. (Ha-ha Ruby Ha-ha)


Em x