tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91739805338910346862024-02-20T11:41:46.502-05:00Method to the MadnessJust a little something for those who've ever wondered what it's like to be in the mess of a place called my mind.
Confused? No?
Give it five minutes.Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-27098359480286493482012-11-05T23:34:00.000-05:002012-11-05T23:34:51.839-05:00Remember when I used to have a blog?<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yeah, me too. </span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'll be back some day, back to regular blogging when I have something important or funny or weird or thoughtful to say that I want to share.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For now, I think I'm just going to focus on growing up. Focus on school. Focus on my friends and family</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So see you around, dear old blog. I'll reread you every once in a while, have a nice chat.</span></div>
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Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-1893116072990094892011-11-22T17:40:00.001-05:002011-11-22T17:55:53.448-05:00NaNoWriMo<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Have you ever wanted to finish something SO BAD that it keeps you awake or seeps into your dreams or haunts you every single second you can breathe?</span><div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Have you ever wanted to write books and done NaNoWriMo?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">NaNoWriMo is short for National Novel Writing Month. In November, your goal is to write 50,000 words (roughly 200 page) in just 30 days. (Also, NaNoWriMo does Camp NaNo's in the summer, which gives you an extra day to write.)</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've been doing this for three years now, plus Camp NaNoWriMo this past August.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The closest I've gotten to finishing so far has been in August, with just over 20,000 words. But, of course, I've never started on time or found I story I like writing....</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This year, though, I'm at nearly 30,000 words, a few days behind, and ideas are bubbling over.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Will I finish? Who knows? Do I want to? Yes. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I may not finish this year, but starting on time and writing like I have been has...inspired me to go above and beyond my own expectations. If not this November, then maybe next summer. If not next summer, then next November.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I know why I write and why I love it. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Bleeding fingers, here I come.</span></div>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-86888278883931685612011-09-21T20:14:00.000-04:002011-09-21T20:14:20.951-04:00It Isn't Just Black and White...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Greens burst forth as the first signs of spring. Purples and reds and pinks and blues make themselves known in flowers, sunrises and sunsets. The air is warm and fresh and full of more heat than you've felt for months.</span><div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Summer comes in a thick, golden, and hazy blanket. The greens of spring are deeper and water seems like a more beautiful thing. Browns are in the dry, dying grass and the newly tan skins of people everywhere. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Fall descends upon us in a relieving spray of new rain and cooler weather. Yellows, oranges, and reds glitter in the treetops and on the fallen leaves covering the refreshed grounds. The weather </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">coolly at winter... </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And then it's winter again. Blues, whites, and thin air slice into our skin, making us shiver and stare in wonder at the new snows that might grace us with their presence. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It isn't black and white, or even the gray in between the two. It's the colors of the seasons...</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It isn't the colors of changing seasons, it's clues about how someone feels, or what they do....</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What is it? </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's the oranges and grays of twilight, when all things dark and creepy seem to seep from the shadows surrounding the edges of light.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's everything; it's nothing. It's beauty and hate and sorrow and love and happiness and anxiety. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's what I do.</span></div>
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Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-38461891359900726922011-09-09T21:32:00.000-04:002011-09-09T21:32:57.457-04:00September 11, 2001<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It seems like this date means more to the United States than December 7, 1941 does. Maybe because 1941 was almost exactly seventy years ago. Maybe because America was more directly affected because of September 11.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the attack of Pearl Harbor, nearly 2,500 people were killed, and about 1,300 were wounded.</span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">On September 11, almost 3,000 people died, and over six <i>thousand </i>were wounded. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Maybe the wounds are still fresh, for those of us who remember it, or lost loved ones. </span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">America came together that year, and every year on the same day, we come together again. Flag go up, the specials come on TV, and tears usually begin to flow.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As for me, I was only five years old, and remember nothing but watching these big buildings tumble to the ground on the news. It would be years later before I understood. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This horrific incident will remain in America's hearts and minds forever, or at least until something worse happens. And even then, we will compare it, and will have learned from the September 11 attack, and be able to prevent any lasting damage. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Remember, learn, and come together, America.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We will never forget those who died, and those who died to save others.</span></div>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-4131354828022245462011-09-04T20:33:00.000-04:002011-09-04T20:33:53.669-04:00Hiatus Much?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Oh, hello there. Long time no blog, right?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What has been keeping me so busy, you might ask?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Nothing at all. This would be the point where I ramble on and on about writer's block, but that would actually be a lie.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In August, I participated in Camp NaNoWriMo. (Just search on Google for NaNoWriMo so I don't have to explain.) So that basically means that I've written myself out. So many words....</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyway, in July I did....not much. August was Camp NaNo, and then since then, school has started and I've only had three nights off from homework. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What's the point of this blog?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, to say hello again, I guess.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And don't worry, I have some ideas for some stuff that might keep you interested in reading.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Happy Labor Day!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm so sick of crappy, romantic, fluffy, warm-fuzzy-feeling books. And songs. And poems.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Some people think that I like to write love stories.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Ew. Just....gross.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">As someone pretty awesome said to me, she never wrote that stuff because she wasn't that way herself. (I AM in a relationship, but that doesn't mean that I like writing romantic crap.) She wrote mystery stories and such, because that's what she was <em>good</em> at writing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And me? I'm good at writing action-y, creepy things. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Sure, there's always a brightside to every story. But to me, in <em>my</em> stories, it will most likely be the dark side you see.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">(On a completely side note, I hope you people DO know that romance novels are just about sex. And yes, I said sex. Calm down.) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I decided to write a creepy, horror-filled vampire story of an innocent-looking girl that seduces a boy to eat him. And the ending? A lovely, bloody, graphic description of her ripping his throat out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I know, I know. It's like I'm the spawn of Satan or whatever.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm not saying that I'm a sick, twisted individual. I'm merely pointing out that fact that I write it because I enjoy it, and I'm <em>good </em>at it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Haha, this has turned into crazy ranting again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">As I like to say so often, it IS my blog. I like people reading it and getting feedback from said readers, but it's my place to rant and rave and write as much as I want. (And even hide some alliteration in there.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I get to go to the mall tomorrow. With money this time. With a good friend of mine. And one of my favorite stores there is having a huge sale.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm quite excited :D</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-76024513778010290302011-06-24T23:07:00.000-04:002011-06-24T23:07:38.381-04:00Music and Lyrics<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I actually just realized that the title of this blog is also the title of an absolutely awful movie. (To me, anyway. You might love the movie....Everyone IS different, you know.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But besides the two titles being the same, I just wanted to point out how much I love music.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I just do. It's one of my top three favorite things to do, right under reading and writing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Music often inspires me to write scenes in my head or lyrics of my own (for poetry, though.... I'm not a huge fan of writing songs). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Also, I realized how amazing my God really is. Today we had yet another outreach with my church to Augusta, and because of the 38 people that went out, 191 people accepted Christ as their savior. And, of course, numerous other people were ministered to and healed. From all....four?....outreaches this week, 704 people overall have accepted Christ, and tomorrow is our last and potentially most amazing outreach to come.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Anywho. Other than the amazing things God has done in THOSE areas, I realized how well He plans everything out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Just look at me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I mean, I was born with the talents I have. According to my mom, I always made up stories and arguments for pretty much everything someone said to me. (Part creativity, part stubborness.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I just marvel at my own thoughts sometimes. How I put things together and create the most random things....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So it's time to greet my nice bed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I can't wait for outreach :D</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-7184085581400168512011-06-19T20:31:00.000-04:002011-06-19T20:31:12.807-04:00Bookworms and Harry Potter<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Oh my goodness have I been busy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I don't even know when the last post I made was. Of course, I could look and see the date, but it isn't like I'll remember exactly when that was.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So much has been going on.... Parties, Camp Overflow, summer starting, and reading.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Ohhh, let's get way off topic for a minute.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Or two.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm back to reading like I used to.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Multiple books at a time, even more books aching to be read or re-read...</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I have somewhere close to twenty right now. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And before you stop reading because I'm a nerdy bookworm, let me just rant for a second.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">First of all, reading is like breathing to me. I read all the time, and if I have nothing to read, I feel like I'm suffocating. I want to read all day, every single day, and not just one book. I read a few books at a time so I won't get bored. It exercises my brain, it helps me be multiple people at once, it gives me many different ideas for my own stories.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love reading. Plain and simple. As a matter of fact, reading is my FAVORITE thing. I love it ten times more than I love writing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Anyways.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Secondly, I really don't understand when people say "Woah. You read a LOT," and other such things. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I've been reading a ton since....forever. I don't remember reading, or learning to read, just that I used to love books by Dr. Suess, and Winnie the Pooh books, and other small kid books like that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">You're surprised at how much I read? I'm surprised at your surprise. It's just that normal for me. (And my family.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And yes, yesterday I started a 234 page book in the morning, and finished by bedtime. Today, I started a 239 page book, and I'll have it finished by bedtime as well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Oh, and have I mentioned that I'm also re-reading the fourth Harry Potter book?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Yeah.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love to read.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Also, since I haven't blogged in a while, I might as well rant again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Yes, I've read the Harry Potter series. I love them. I'm reading them for the third time before the final movie comes out July 15th.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm also a devoted-to-Christ Christian. I love my church, my church family, and my God. (A lot.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And yes, the author of the Harry Potter series is Atheist or something like that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But she doesn't incorporate that into her writing like other authors with her beliefs have. (Like Philip Pullman, author of the His Dark Materials trilogy. I've read those, too, but they were too....Yeah.) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">That's why I love Harry Potter. Sure, there is a lot to do with witchcraft and wizardy, but I don't care.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">At all.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And if religion has made you think that you're going to go to hell because you read those books or like them, or that reading them means you're a worshipper of satan himself, please, come talk to me so I can enlighten you and/or slap you.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm not going to hell because I have read and LOVED the Harry Potter series. I mean...seriously? Can't I enjoy a good book (or seven) without worrying about going to hell?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I read what I want because I am so rooted in who I am in Christ.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Now, if you just don't like the series because the author is Atheist or whatever her religion is, or you just don't like all the dark events of the book, that's fine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Anywho....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">There's my rant on everyday annoyances and occurances.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It IS my blog. </span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-48428379723309038702011-04-28T20:22:00.001-04:002011-04-28T20:27:01.606-04:00It's Not Just a State of Mind...<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's the blossoming feeling in your chest.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's the waning blues of winter, the bright, mottled greens of summer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's the cool of the night, the milky white of the moonlight on green grasses and dark trees. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's the cold December wind on your face, the tickle of the summer breeze toying with your hair and caressing your cheeks.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's the glint of sunset on store fronts. The gold, shining morning sunrise on quiet houses in small neighborhoods.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's the stench of a city, the scent of fast food irritating and enticing one's nostrils.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's the intimidating gray of storm clouds, and the bright, fluffy clouds of a sunny day. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's the feeling of cool rain on your bare skin. The feeling of excitement one gets from breaking rules. From dancing in the rain......</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's seeing the perfect scene in your head. Putting words with faces and characters. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's mixing and matching colors and sounds, names and faces, scents and textures...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's the perfect match of connotation and denotation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's the need in your tingling fingertips to get an idea across.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's tangled, carefully pieced together words. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that <span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><span style="color: black;">irresistible</span></span></span>, burning desire to get it all OUT. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's who you are.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm not a poet. I don't have any published poetry. I'm not an author. I make no money writing any kind of stories. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Nor do I write biographies, or memoirs, or books about history....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I, am a writer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I, am creative.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Simply me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And I, have been inspired, by the summer's loving breeze.</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-71256813286291610162011-04-18T19:32:00.001-04:002011-04-18T19:34:07.251-04:00Tribute to Charlie Day! (To Lindsey:) )<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Happy Tribute to Charlie Day! :D</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Anywho.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">There are papers and index cards strewn across the kitchen table.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And a few notebooks.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And there are about eight tabs up on the internet.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Oh, projects, how I loathe thee.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I wore a dress today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">A lot of people liked it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">A lot of people DIDN'T freak out about it, which is new. Because said people are definitely not used to me wearing dresses.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But it's okay, because I guess I've changed a lot.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Which is good.....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I have no idea where this is going....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">The best friend is having a bad day. So now we have tentative plans set for Thursday. Which is AWESOME.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's been too long since we've tried to pull an all-nighter, and done a ton of crazy stuff during that span of long, dark, sleepy hours in the middle of the night.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I predict playing Just Dance, watching cheesy horror movies that turn out to not be cheesy, learning to booty dance On Demand (just....don't ask....), eating icecream and venting about life's hardships at the age of fourteen, watching movies in other languages, playing Star Wars on the PlayStation at four in the morning, and just being....Best friends.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I. Can't. Wait.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love you Kinz :D</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-30646407803441154102011-04-17T21:12:00.001-04:002011-04-17T21:14:20.055-04:00Power Rangers, Bionicle, and StressStressStress<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Okay, I'm being a total slacker and blogging about this stuff instead of working on a very important project.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But today has been completely awesome.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I got to play with Power Ranger action figures and Bionicle parts and even Legoes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And I got to see what it was like to relive some of the simplest times of someone's life.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">We pulled the box of Power Rangers down and pieced some of them together again, and talked about old childhood habits and collections and just had <em>fun</em>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I also got to watch a mad search for the lost box of at least 400 dollars worth of Bionicle sets and listen to muttered threats to family members if said box was sold. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I listened to jokes about being murdered under the house, and joked about not risking the giant spider to save a life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And then, I heard the relief and excitement in what seemed to be a little boy as he found the box of Bionicle sets and pieces.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I laughed as he climbed down from the attic and nearly hurt himself in the process, insisting on doing it alone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">We played and searched in that box for quite a while.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I was taken home, tired, and quietly mused about not needing sex or touching or kissing or any of that usual jazz to be able to have fun.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I voiced aloud the worry over losing important parts of the project I'm supposed to be working on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I got home and cleaned my room, organized my books, and my clothes, and got together a giant bag of old clothes to give away. I finished the required reading for school, and found the lost project information. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And now I'm quietly stressing about getting the rest of it done, and slacking off a little.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But, hey, after today, I needed a small break.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I feel accomplished, nonetheless.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And happy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Accomplished and happy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I think those two feelings go well together.</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-36547127260404025352011-04-03T10:01:00.001-04:002011-04-03T10:01:39.080-04:00OHIO! :D<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, we made it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Somehow, a 12 hour drive turned into 16 hours, and quite a few grumpy-but-excited teens (and three adults) arrived in Ashtabula, Ohio sometime close to midnight last night.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Dear Lord, help us all.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">We did make it, and not without quite a few "bumps in the road." (And I do mean literally and figuratively.)</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">We got started a little late yesterday morning, leaving at around eight o' clock instead of seven-thirty. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Something happened to be wrong with one of the tires on our trailer thing, but my handy-dandy father was able to come to the conclusion that it would survive. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Everyone was all packed into the fifteen passenger van we borrowed from another church (which really only seated fourteen) and we were off.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">After a loooooooooooooooOOOOOOOng car ride, we finally managed to arrive in Ohio, and then a while later, Ashtabula.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Yes, I am rambling a bit.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm honestly exhausted. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">We all are.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And now a group of us are headed to church, and another group is here at the Sleep Inn, well, sleeping in.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So there's part of our little adventure for ya ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Enjoy your Spring Break!</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-5073958998630931792011-03-29T21:55:00.000-04:002011-03-29T21:55:05.267-04:00Toasttoasttoast.<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yeah, I know, I know. It's been more than two weeks since my last post, even though nothing's been going on. (Ironically enough, the day of my last post was also the last date on my science notes. Oops?)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Anyways.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Not much has been going on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Same old boring stuff around this girl.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Which, believe me, is pretty much what I want.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Well, okay, not really. I actually crave exciting things. I always want something to be going on, so I won't be bored. Boredom is a teenager's worst enemy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Well...That isn't true either. But we won't get into that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Anyways -again- I have been doing most of nothing recently. How exciting for me. Sure, there are a few instances of non-boredom. (Or as normal people say, 'going places' or 'having plans' or 'excitement') </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Mostly though.....Nothing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">BUT STARTING SATURDAY, (yes the capitals are necessary) I'm going to northern Ohio on a missions trip with my church.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Everybody, of course, has different definitions of missions trips, but my church is sending a teaching team.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Which means: We're going up there to teach them to do in their cities what we do here. As in, reaching out into neighborhoods in the city to preach the good news of Jesus Christ.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And I</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Am</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Excited.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Maybe I'll post again before then. Or while I'm there.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Who knows?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Because I surely don't.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Sometime within the next two weeks, I will try my best to take a break from my pointless ranting to tell you lovely (five people) who I know who read this my lovely adventures in the state who's motto is "With God, all things are possible."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's a sign ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Oh, and forgive typos.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">:D?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">(P.S. The title has nothing to do with anything, except my slight hunger.)</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-31073575096274396492011-03-14T20:41:00.000-04:002011-03-14T20:41:23.279-04:00Choices<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm irritated with my english class.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Sure, they're all nice people.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But today we had a choice.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And we all knew what choice the class was going to make.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And to those of you in said english who read this, don't take it offensely. And if you do, eh, that's not my problem. My blog, my rantings and ravings :P</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">My teacher always does stuff like this, because he's interested in the feedback and giving the students what they want occasionally.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Today, our choice was between reading another mystery play, or studying my all-time favorite subject: Egyptian mythology.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">A little back story for both of those: </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Apparently, SOMEWHERE along the line, after we read our first mystery play, we voted on whether or not we'd like to read another.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And apparently, 98% of us said we would.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">One: I don't remember voting.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Two: I would've said no anyways.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I used to study Egyptian mythology and ancient history and stories about Cleopatra and Nefertiti and pharaohs for FUN.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">A lot.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">So of course that's what I voted for.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But I'm pretty sure I'm the only one. (I wrote it in all caps, circled it, highlighted it, starred it, and underlined it about a thousand times. Just to show my enthusiasm)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Mr. Bell made it seem like everyone already voted for the mystery play reading, which I'm sure they all did, and it reaaaally made me mad when he said we'd vote on the classes best readers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Why?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Well, it just so happens to contribute to my long list of reasons NOT to read the stinking play.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Not one single person, NOT ONE, myself included, can read aloud.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">We all read in monotone.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And stuff.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So what am I going to do if we vote?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Write my opinion, of course.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">That nobody can read aloud well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Anywho.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">There's my little rant about disliking democracy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">At least in english class.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Woo.</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-62385875208930936122011-03-12T18:02:00.000-05:002011-03-12T18:02:33.770-05:00It's a Poem!<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have no idea what this is 0-o</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So yeah...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Here's an example of crappy poetry!</span><br />
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<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">If the wind starts to blow,</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">And the world reaches a new low,</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">Will you be there?</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">Will you even care?</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">If we all start to tumble,</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">And the buildings all crumble,</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">Can you take it?</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">Or will you fake it until you make it?</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">If our world ends suddenly,</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">And the floor falls out from under me?</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">Can you say you’ll reach out?</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">Will you even speak out?</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">All I can say is this:</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">Your ignorance is my bliss.</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">You wouldn’t see all these things,</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">You can even see what tomorrow brings.</span></div>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-6758627609192343862011-03-04T22:58:00.000-05:002011-03-04T22:58:28.273-05:00The Best Days<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I think I've forgotten what it feels like to be THIS happy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I had an amazing day that started off with being goofy with my mom over the burnt toast, singing along with Kelly Clarkson on the way to school, and having a few fun conversations in the morning once I got to school.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Nothing really went wrong today, in fact. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I had a good day at school, no homework this weekend, went home with some pretty awesome people, spent HOURS with one of my absolutely favorite people in the world, had fantastic dinner, went to a school play.....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I haven't been this happy in a long time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Thank you, to you know who :D</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Don't forget about singing XD</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-45608162759769651052011-03-01T21:02:00.000-05:002011-03-01T21:02:33.309-05:00Rain<span style="font-family: Arial;"></span> <span style="font-family: Arial;">Rain.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">It always calmed me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Or made me want to dance in it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Whenever it rained, a thousand thoughts popped into my head, swirling with the wind outside....</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">A thousand memories make themselves known as the drops of cold water splatter on the hard, wet ground.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Painful memories.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Happy memories. Dancing memories...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Poetic memories. Sweet ones, inspiring ones, heart-warming memories.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">The harder it rains, and the bigger the drops, the more I want to go outside and dance in it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">The rain always makes people sad or sleepy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But as for me, the rain makes me want to go PLAY in it. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I look out the window and see gray skies, and immediately inquire about that day's weather forecast.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">My favorite weather IS the rain.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">The rain has always been there, even in dry years....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">During a drought, the dry, cracked ground soaks up the water falling from above happily, turning from brown to green again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Flowers bloom.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Plants thrive.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It refreshes the Earth, revives your soul...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Inspires you.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I've written countless poems about the rain, including my favorite poem that I've EVER written.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's soothing and exciting, cold in the warm...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love the rain.</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-43432472954568352632011-02-28T19:45:00.000-05:002011-02-28T19:45:53.286-05:00The Bright Side<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've forgotten what the still, stiff air of summer feels like.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Not that I miss it.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's been super windy lately.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I can't tell if this hot, "spring" weather is irritating me, or making me happy.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I honestly only like the summer weather for two things: no school and swimming.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But it's February.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Nobody has gotten around to cleaning pools, or even uncovering them.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">The water at the lake or beach is more than likely still freezing cold.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So no swimming.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Did I mention it's February? So that means I still have to go to school.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Besides complaining of the heat, the title of this post has a point, as most of my posts do. (I said MOST, not all. Keep that in mind for future use.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I had someone close to me compare the clouds today.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">On one side, dark gray storm clouds.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">On the other, bright white, puffy clouds, sunshine, and blue skies.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I was kinda glaring up at the sky, having had a horrible headache almost the whole time I'd been at school till that point.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">They noticed and made the comment "There's always a bright side."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">In my irritated state, I retorted grumpily, "I was thinking the opposite of that."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And the response I got?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">"Yeah, but there's still a bright side."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And that got me thinking.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And when I start thinking about something, I don't stop thinking about it until the subject has been thoroughly examined from every angle.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">(Unless it has to do with school. I rarely enjoy the subjects taught to me.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">The bright side.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">What does that even mean?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Well, think of the dark side of the moon.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">We never see it, but it has to be there because we see the side that reflects sunlight. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">But that's the point I'm getting at.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">We don't see the dark side of the moon, even though it's there.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Yeah, you could say I've been feeling a little down lately.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">But it's gotten a lot better.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">So what am I getting at?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Who knows? (that seems to be a popular line with me lately. Cause I sure don't know. Not yet at least.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So look at the bright side of things. It could ALWAYS be worse, no matter what you think.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">If you're thinking you aren't smart, well, you have the mind of Christ.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">If you think you're fat or ugly or imperfect, think about this: God made us in HIS image. We can't GET any more perfect than that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">There's always something to look forward to.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Always.</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-21111439759990219862011-02-22T17:37:00.000-05:002011-02-22T17:37:06.025-05:00What's Going On?I was going to write about the roller skating party I went to last night, but decided against it.<br />
So, instead....<br />
I've started writing again.<br />
Like, legit writing.<br />
Poetry, my stories, even random little things...<br />
<br />
It feels awesome, sort of like diving into a pool when it's almost 100 degress outside.<br />
<br />
Refreshing, calming, and a little exciting.<br />
<br />
To get all this started, I wrote something specific. <br />
<br />
I didn't just start writing something random that popped into my head, either. It's something I've had in my head for YEARS, and routinely rewrite and such.<br />
<br />
Why do I love writing so much, you ask?<br />
<br />
Well.<br />
<br />
You know that feeling when you're watching a TV show, and you're really into it?<br />
And then the dog barks, or the cat jumps in your lap, or a family member calls your name? <br />
<br />
That's how it feels to be writing, and then look up, and realize you weren't really there, with the characters, but sitting at your desk, pencil in hand, or laptop open.<br />
<br />
Writing is a lot different from reading though.<br />
When you read, somebody else's ideas lead you through this amazing journey.<br />
But when you make the path for that journey YOURSELF?<br />
Well, it's nothing short of amazing.<br />
<br />
Even if you don't like writing stories or anything, writing poetry is just as fun.<br />
<br />
You start a rhythym, and rhyming words (or not rhyming, if you like writing free verse) becomes a breeze.<br />
Everything starts to fit together, and then you sit back, poem finished, and smile at your handiwork. <br />
You reread it, change a word or two here, rephrase a line there, and then your poem seems like perfection.<br />
<br />
Yeah, I'm ranting again, as always.<br />
<br />
People just don't understand why people like me love writing.<br />
It's a hobby, and escape, it's just...fun.<br />
<br />
Maybe one day, the world will learn to appreciate those of us who consider ourselves writers/ authors.<br />
<br />
Until then, hats off to you fellow writers.<br />
And go enjoy a cup of coffee. You deserve it.Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-67417329088575872842011-02-15T20:08:00.000-05:002011-02-15T20:08:19.406-05:00Let's Get Rich and Buy Our Parents Homes....<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sometimes you just want to sit back, and lose yourself in music and writing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And trust me, sometimes you just need to disappear. Sometimes, you need something that will take all of your attention, something you'll sink into, and when you look up, you realize two hours have gone by.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Sometimes you need to be submerged into another world.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Actually, I'm not sure how other people out there feel about such things. This blog is about my feelings, remember?</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Well, I'm telling you that sometimes, it is okay to lose yourself in reading or writing or drawing or painting or listening to music or making music. It's a healthy stress relief.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And we all have at least a little stress.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">So right now, as my exhausted mind recovers from a busy weekend, I'm listening to a playlist on grooveshark, with mostly Ingrid Michaelson and Owl City. (Even though my favorite genre is heavy metal, if you can believe it.)</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's mostly slow, sad sounding songs, but they make me happy. But that's just how it works in this maze of a mind.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Recently, I've been randomly inspired with several ideas for stories, and even the will to finish reading all those books I started to read and reread before Christmas....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">(a few of you know how ironic this is ;) )</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I can't wait to start writing again...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I've missed it. A lot.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Speaking of, we're starting poetry in English. THAT makes me excited.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">You see, I lovelovelove writing short stories and the beginnings and excerpts from what I wish would become novels...But poetry, no matter how much I used to despise it, seems to be exactly what my brain does best. I find myself rhyming words and spilling my sad thoughts or happy moments into six, seven, or eight syllable lines....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's amazing.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And even though Shakespeare is as boring as you-know-what, I love his sonnets. And even parts of Romeo and Juliet or Julies Caesar.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm excited to see how other people let loose their thoughts using words like me.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I might even let Mr. Bell read so of my work....</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Nah. He isn't ready for that yet :D</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-90132069564012516722011-02-08T19:15:00.000-05:002011-02-08T19:15:10.130-05:00Friends<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have the overwhelming urge to watch Tokyo Mew Mew.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">You know, that old(er) anime show?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love that show.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">For that matter, I love the mangas too.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Anyways, why do I love it?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Well, for one thing, I just love manga and anime in general. Is that bad? Well, if it is, too bad. Because I LOVE them.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Another reason is the theme song.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Yes, I said the THEME SONG.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">"If we band together like birds of a feather, we'll be friends forever, going up, up, up."</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">After some googling, I learned that's from Mew Mew Power. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's actually in English.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">It's been forever since I've seen it......</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Ahem. It's an adorable show. The characters are so cute!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Most anime shows are like that.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">(Which is another reason why I love them.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love that line from the theme song though.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Basically, if you stick together, nothing can break you apart, and you'll just get stronger.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Several quotes come to mind:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">"Two heads are better than one."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">"Birds of a feather stick together."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Etcetera, etcetera.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">The point I'm getting to is a simple one: I love my friends.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Though I have mutiple trust issues, yet they prove themselves repeatedly, and still I can call them when I need someone to talk to, or cry with.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love you guys :DD</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">A lot.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">So that's my mini-rant about friends.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Who are yours? Your TRUE friends?</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-3386664253329396122011-02-07T18:34:00.001-05:002011-02-07T18:34:41.931-05:00Back Again<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Why, hello there.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Six days have gone by.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Oops?</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Oh well.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm back.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And here to talk about the weather!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">(Because this blog IS technically about my thoughts. So there.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Today, the weather here is absolutely perfect. Chilly, slightly foggy, gray and cloudy, and rainy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love depressing weather. Not because I'm depressed. God, no.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Today was the best day ever. I was in a fantastic mood all day, and when it was raining this afternoon, before my fifth period class, I took the loooong way, walking around the cafeteria, and splashed around in the puddles, and even danced in the rain.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I. Had. A. Blast.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Sure, I got some REALLY weird looks, but I merely waved at those people, gave cheery 'hello's and continued to dance.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And then I skipped right into NJROTC, and grinned at everyone, and even invited a friend to play in the puddles with me afterwards.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I had a great day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Just thought I'd spread the love ;)</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-3558871315579182442011-02-01T17:46:00.000-05:002011-02-01T17:46:02.426-05:00Writer's Block Quitter<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm getting into the habit of two posts a day XD</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I guess I DO like writing. A lot.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Speaking of....</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I miss my characters. My plots. My stories.....</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">-sigh-</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Why do I miss them?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Because of I'm what the title says: a writer's block quitter. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Every time I hit a bump in the road and am unable to come up with anything decent, I just kind of lose my will to write. What a terrible thing, too.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I should really do something about that.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Though I repeat names for characters quite often, they all mean something different to me.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I miss the newest characters: Charlie and her twin brother, Finn, and Sammy, and their tragic story spanning three weeks. Alec and Elliot and the action-y taste of their story. Insane James, quiet Jenna, the genius Miles.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Older characters: Christianna (Ian) and her impossible story. Marie and Ryan and the sickness rapidly spreading across a story of what resembles zombies.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">NaNoWriMo characters: Charlie (but she's different than the other Charlie) and Danny and Ashur. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Most of all, I miss Evie and Will and Brandon and Hannah and Jordan and Colin and Sean and the rest of them. My favorite story, the one I've been working on for six years. Yes, six. I had the idea for two, wrote for two, quit for another two, and in the past two years, I've actually tried to get it somewhere. I want it published so bad....</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">-sigh-</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I should really stop giving up.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">And maybe share my talents with the world sometime.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Maybe I dedicate a whole blog to something I've written...</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Maybe not.</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-91373399139707136462011-02-01T16:13:00.000-05:002011-02-01T16:13:12.350-05:00Black Out<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, today, I WAS supposed to go to school.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Yeah. That didn't happen.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Reason One: I coughed most of the night before finally slipping into a very fitful sleep around two-thirty AM. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And the big reason?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">First off, have any of you ever blacked out before? Scary stuff. I can now honestly say I have. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So I'm in the shower, minding my own business, right? And I get a little dizzy and decide it's time to stop enjoying myself and get out and eat breakfast. I wrap up in my towel, and then start to -painfully- dry heave. I call for Mum (side note: Yes, I do indeed call my mother 'Mum.')</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Fuzzy vision, extreme lightheadedness, the whole bit. Mum gets me one step out of the shower before I completely black out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">When I come to my senses again, I'm on the bathroom floor with no idea how I ended up there, my worried mother pretty much freaking out over me. I roll over to the toilet, and vomit three or four times.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">What a lovely experience.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Why am I blogging about this, you ask? Well... There's not much else to blog about, for one thing. For another thing, it was an adventure. I lovelovelove adventures.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">(And in case you were wondering, I'm fine. Besides the vomiting, I thought it was pretty cool...despite not being able to go to school.)</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173980533891034686.post-16790859337403424622011-01-31T19:25:00.000-05:002011-01-31T19:25:42.916-05:00Maybe I'm Dreaming<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A second post today?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Well, sue me. I have no clue how the whole blogging thing works.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">But I felt like posting again.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I know of only three people who've read this...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Hats off to you three, then.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Hmmm...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">What to write about.....</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I could write about my reasonings behind the title of this blog.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">~~</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Well, in English 2, we study idioms, and on one of the most recent lists we've studied was the title of this blog.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">It basically means that no matter how crazy something seems, there's a reason behind it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Stepping back and looking at my life, it's been pretty freaking crazy. I guess I'm just waiting for the method to all this madness.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I could also write about how good my life is....</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Cheesy, I know, but it really is GOOD. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I have amazing friends, parents who love me (and each other), a super awesome boyfriend, a fantastic youth group, an absolutely perfect church (and pastors), etc etc.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Thus the title of this specific post. Maybe I AM dreaming. People wish for a life as good as mine. Are some things actually too good to be true? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I sure hope not, cause that would suck.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Then again, my dreams aren't even this good. (Just take my word for it.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Who knows where this is going?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm bored and rambling.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">That tends to be my thoughts most days. (as in, they're all over the place)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I guess that's all for now :P</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Stay classy San Diego.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Oh wait...</span>Shelbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02027449478443160367noreply@blogger.com0