A Factory Girl Chorus

I babysat yesterday! wee….those triplets are just so cute. Afterwards, my family and I went out to Zaxby’s(ehhh) and to the movies to see SharkTale…it wasn’t until after we bought tickets that my dad realized Friday Night Lights was out.(That’s what happens when I’m not home….hello?! inernet?!)Anyways. Shark Tale was pretty funny. It seemed to me much more of an adult movie because of all the references to other movies…I’m sure I didn’t understand half of it. We went to the 9:30 so my mom was falling asleep during the whole thing. We got straight in bed when we walked in the door. Oh! That reminds me, my parents got a new bed, and WOAH it is more comfortable than I could have imagined. I didn’t think they needed a new bed, but man I didn’t know beds could be quite so comfy. My dad is outside fixing the backyard. Crack me up. Today I am going to see The Producers with Tucker and Carly. His mom got the tickets for his birthday. I am excited. I am little..uh.. not sure what to wear. O well. I’m going to finish getting ready before my mom has a coniption fit thinking I don’t have enough time…(it’s 11:30 and we’re meeting at 12:30) that’s PLENTY of time. Silly mother that I love. I’m off.

 

I just want to say that everyone needs to love more. Especially christians. We have a habit of slipping into our own world of comfort and ignoring the hurt that need help. We claim to be sharing God’s love…but if we share to those who already know him and live with him…what is the point? We need to help the hurt and LOVE the world instead of judging them. I am very guilty of this. But I want to change. I am changing. And I want your support. Pray for me, fellow believers.Pray that God’s love will be shown through me. I want to love every human being.

Thank you Jesus, for spesking through me. I love you.

And you…whoever is reading this…I love you.

Hola…It is friday and 5:11 and im dying to get out of the house….OH my! I think my mom just got home…I hear the garage! Yay! Hopefully, I’m off! I will update this stupid thing later! Friday night beckons!

Wow…I just ate a tortilla that i made with cream cheese, and shredded cheese, and salsa….I haven’t made that for myself in awhile. It was muy bien. And Lindy just told me that she got a cell phone and she caan call me for free!! Wahoooo! I miss those girlies….Youth camp seriously FLIES by every time If you haven’t heard the song “Something Like That” by Tim McGraw you are seriously deprived. My, oh my! I love that song. Man, I want to go to the movies…RIGHT NOW!!!But, alas, it is Wednesday…Oh! Maybe What Not to Wear is on tonight…that would make me mucho happy. Well I’m off to find some dessert. LOOK AT THE STARS TONGIHT!!!Every time I take a moment to look at the stars…I wish that I’d do it more often.

Ahem…I had to update this just because! Um yeah, Carly wrote the best poem ever and I am in love with it. This weekend was wierd. We went downtown after school Friday. It was odd…then I didn’t watch the game one bit. That disoriented me. Then my mom wasn’t home most of the weekend because she had a craft show at Furman. So, my dad took us to Haywood Mall….and then Blue Ridge on Sunday. I ate out like every meal. Then I watched a Cinderella Story and Day After Tomorrow….The latter was AWESOME! I usually don’t like end of the world movies but that was the bomb diggitty.Cinderella Story was too something for me to like. I’m tired of “high school” happy endings. Girl gets boy. Boy gets girl. We care about other things. Like friends? That character is always second. I am off to watch the Garfield Movie now. TATA

Blah digity blah. Um hello. Yeah so today was the first day of our election symposium and we had debates. It was pretty cool. It’s fabulous how people stand up for what they believe in and don’t follow other people. (guffaw) Anyways, I don’t want to talk about that because I am tired of people forcing their views on me so I won’t do that to you. (even though ive done it before sorry) That reminds me, doesn’t it suck how the things you HATE in other people you do yourself? I hate it. I think it’d be better if we all said nice things to eachother. It’s like manners don’t exist anymore unless we feel like it. People have turned manners into a thing where in order to control someone they tell them what to do and call it etiquette. I’m sad and wish things were more old-fashioned. I wish the guys still held doors open and girls were modest and didn’t act like sluts and weren’t teases. Bleck. Anyways, I don’t want to complain. I am going to go now because I can’t think of anything else to say.

Melana

Guess where i am again? At carly’s. This time it involved an English Project. Well, it’s for english class, but it’s really a social studies project. AHEM. Ours was on genocide and got me feeling pretty depressed and negative and I really don’t want to finish the book. But, I have to so I’ll read all of Night quickly and forget about it. I can’t believe that there has been more than one genocide, none the less FIVE! It’s disgusting. Gross. Bleck. Humans are awful. Anyways, tomorrow my uncle LeeBo and aunt Linda are coming. Then I have youth from 3 to like 7, but it ususally lasts longer than that. I probably won’t be going to church because we’re gonna spend time with the family, which is cool. Someone remind me please my reasons for not wanting to date. I really need to not forget, because the boy that showed me he is WRONG for me keeps making want to change my mind. But, I refuse. I can’t. There would be nothing positive out of it. Other than the temporary high I will regret. Not again. It sucks to see something won’t work and you can’t make yourself not be attracted to the guy.Stop being so likable, you! You know the song I hate everything about you, why do i love you? That is the most applicable to life, eloquent way to put how I’m feeling. Except, I don’t hate everything, just the stuff that matters. We’re too young. It’s that simple. I. Am. Too. Young. He. Is. Too.Young. BE PATIENT MELANA.  Anyone have any good advice on being patient? Let me know. Or maybe, on how to not nurse a crush.

I was at Carly’s house all day today working on a biology project today. We did a music video. We changed the words to Bye,Bye,Bye.(If you don’t know that that was a hit Nsync song, i don’t know what rock you’ve been living under,but Come Out!) guffaw. Anyways It’s pretty HI-larious because I look all slumped over and not coordinated and Carly’s like bOOm! But I was the lyrical genius so it makes up for it. O man showing it to the class will be quite embarassing. Who cares though really? We cracked up so hard the first time we had to record our voices and writing the song. It was the most fun doing a project. I gotta go now.

I was reading other people’s blogs and got a bit frustrated with the fact that I don’t know if it’s a girl or boy…around how old they are…etc. So…I will introduce myself(because sooo many people read this that don’t know me…guuh-faw).

Well, I am a girl. Female. Woman. Ha…not quite. I guess in the eXtremely technical sense but no…I am a child. A teenager to be specific, but a child for sure. Young adult, if you will. But, I’d rather you won’t. Anyway, one of my favorite things to do is journal and another is write…well creative writing anyways. Hence, I have a blog. I really like writing poetry too. But I don’t have much confidence in it right now, so it may be awhile before I’m brave enough to post any. This is unusual for someone my age (atleast i think it is), but I love vocabulary. Not in a arrogant way: “oooh, look i know bigger words than you!” but I love learning things that can help me write and rhyme.  vocabualry definitely does that. I also LOVE getting papers back from a teacher I like. I love seeing the foreign yet familiar handwriting scribbled on all of the sides. Sometimes I even rewrite a final draft because I like writing so much. Mind you, this is when I don’t have to. So yes. Now about music: It is a RATHER ENORMOUS part of life simply because I love it so much. I don’t play an instrument, but I want to. I’m in chorus and don’t like when we have freedays in class. I’m a Christian…and that is the most important thing to me. It is me…not a part. No, when I say Christian I don’t mean I go to church on Sunday or my parents told me so. I really am. But, I don’t want to preach to people through a computer screen. I don’t want to preach really at all. So, onto something else about me. I love food, seasons, the smalltown i live in, despite the early closing time of all the stores and the proclaimed “nothing to do”: I LOVE THIS TOWN.

this is a happy list…i refuse to define it, but you should try one…for they are liberating, to say the least.

snow, snowmen, hot chocolate, scarves, hats, jackets, mittens, reindeer, lights, icicles, decorations, christmas trees, santa clause, carols, candles, ornaments, rudolph’s red nose, red and green, holly, old fashion christmas downtown, cider, cookies and milk, stockings, family, cards, slippers, ’twas the night before christmas, elves, school’s out

SEE! isn’t it great? i feel better. as usual. Fall’s happy list is pretty great, too. Read a gooseberry patch book and you will get quite the inspiration. I’m off to wander around my house, barefooted. That word is so much grosser written, or typed rather, than it is in my head.