Bitchy Little Rant #70 Bajillion (& Other Stuff…)

I’m doing this for my own well-being.  Feel free to skip over this part if you like.

Ten Ways To Get Over Being Ditched By Your Best Friend For The Umpteenth Time

[Without Going Completely Ballistic On Her]

1. Write.  That’s always what I resort to first.  It’s my number one.

2. Read.  Get lost in a good book for a few hours, instead of thinking about said “best friend” who has ditched me for the umpteenth time for goddamn church.

3. Stuff your face.  Which I do often, and am currently doing as I type.

4. Sleep.  Taking a nap usually brings me at least to the point where I don’t want to put her picture on my wall and throw darts at it.

5. Pet an animal!  Psychology.  It’s been proven that animals help in calming people down.  In my case, I’m going to cuddle with my black Lab. <3

6. Draw.  NON-violent pictures, because drawing violent pictures will remind me of said person.  And that wouldn’t be good.

7. Listen to music.  Something up-lifting, being that I want to go fucking Chuck Norris on her ass, and I need something to calm my nerves.

8. Watch tv.  Something funny.  :]  I need a laugh.

9. Study.  Certainly takes my mind away from absolutely everything.

10. Go for a walk.  Although, I’m not going to now, being that it’s almost midnight, I’m terrified of the dark, and it’s storming.

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Well, now that THAT’S over…

I have learned so many things today!  Let me share them with you.

1. Life goes on, whether you want it to or not.

2. I need to write, or I’ll go on a bitchy little rant everyday like I’m currently doing.

3. I have this need to make lists and it’s really stupid, but I can’t refrain from putting everything in list form.

4. Having your own money isn’t always a good thing, especially when other people know about it.

5. I should really take this quote more seriously: “The only person you can completely trust is yourself.”  And I’ve learned, sometimes, you can’t even trust yourself.

6. Men are just insanely tough tests of strength God gave women.

7. Don’t let the dog step on the handle of the water hose while you’re bathing her, dumb ass – you’ll just get sprayed in the goddamn face.

8. I need to stop cussing because it’s just getting fucking out of control. xD (But it makes me feel so much better…)

9. I have very violent dreams that I don’t want to have and dreams where I’m pregnant, and I don’t like those either.

10. Psychologically speaking, I think there’s something wrong with me.

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Ugh.  I don’t even want to blog right now…  I’m exhausted, pissed off, procrastinating, retarded, upset, and any other words that are synonyms to those.

I PROMISE I’ll really blog tomorrow.  Right now, I need to go sleep off my hate, before I go Chuck Norris on a goddamn wall…

-Melissa

Allowing room for positivity.

Lately, I’ve been working on seeing the good in things.  I mean, we all know I would really not rather work.  I don’t particularly enjoy my job, but I recall yesterday, mumbling to myself, “Do it for the car, do it for the car.”  I guess that’s my muse until February, when I have to help my parents pay for my first car. :)  That is what I’m working my ass off for.

Anywho, I haven’t blogged in days!  I should blog. :D 

But, not right now, because I need to eat my lunch, so…

Be back soon!

-Melissa

You Gotta Love Them Kiddies.

RE: Kids

Jesus Christ, my little sister doesn’t ever shut up!  

“Mom!  Am I getting my braces next week?  Mom!  Are they gonna pull this tooth that’s loose?  Mom!  Can I go to work with you?!  Mom!  Watch how I kill this guy on this game!  Mom!  Watch!  MOM!”

Yet, it sounds like: “MOMsdfhjdksghjkadgnMOM!sndgkjndsgjknMOM!skndgkndsgMOMMOMOMOMOMOM!”

xD  Yeah.

RE: My Classes

I think I’m doing pretty well in both my Humanities and my General Psych class.  

Today, in my General Psych class, we took notes for Chapter Two (which I already had done, so I highlighted the important stuff, a.k.a. the stuff she repeated ten thousand times, hinting that it was going to be on a test!).  My notes look pretty spiffy. :) I use blue, yellow, pink highlighters, post-it notes, those little flag thingies.  Ha ha.  I’m such a dork.  I actually don’t mind taking notes! xD  Sad thing is, we don’t even have to.  She has them on the computer for us!  All we have to do is print them, but I can’t remember things unless I write them down, so I just printed them, and then copied them into my notebook. :) Now, I’m all good.  I pretty much remember everything.  I believe tomorrow we’re going to work on the Chapter Two homework and begin Chapter Three.

For my online Humanities class, I stayed at Edison a few extra hours after my Psych class was over to get ahead.  The Chapter Eight Reflection is due this Friday, which I did and submitted it, and then the Chapter Ten Reflection is due next Friday, and I did that one and submitted it too. :) Yay!

RE: Wonderful….

Great.  I just found out that my best friend (Hannah) ran away from home.  (She has plenty good enough reason to.  It’s really not her fault.)  Her mom, who couldn’t care less about her, called me, freaking out, asking me if she’s here or if I’ve heard from her, and of course I said no.  I mean, she called me thirty minutes ago perfectly fine, but I told her I had to call her back because I was in the shower, and now she’s just… gone.  :/  I really hope she’s okay.  I think she may have taken a bus to her boyfriend’s house though.  She’ll probably call me from there to tell me.  I hope.  

I just called her boyfriend and left a message for him, asking him to give me a call whether he knows where she’s at or not.  I think he deserves to know if he doesn’t already, and if he does, I’d like to know, because she’s my best friend and I love her, and I don’t ever want her to have to go through anything bad ever again…

RE: ‘Love’

Ha ha.  Whatever that is.  I’m through with trying anymore when it comes to guys.  I’m almost sixteen years old, have a lot on my plate, a lot more than a sixteen year old should have to deal with, my best friend is, apparently, considered a missing person, I miss my friends, my old life, being a little kid, and I’m just not ready to grow up.  Not yet anyway.  

I mean, I’d love, love, love to have someone.  You know?  Someone to tell me that they love me, that I’m beautiful, even when I know I look disgusting with sweats and no make-up on, to look my right in the eyes and tell me that we’ll be together forever and a day.  I want that so bad, you have no idea.  I can’t stand being in public, just because there’s so many people who have someone, it seems like I’m the only one who… doesn’t.  Not having someone is the worst feeling in the world, because all you can think about, at least in my personal experiences, is how alone you must look, with everyone else holding hands and telling each other how much they love one another.  I want to be able to turn up my nose and say that all of that mumbo-jumbo disgusts me… but it doesn’t.  I want it.  More than anything.  And I lie when I say I don’t want it, when I say I’m done with trying, when I say that guys are losers and that I can’t do it anymore.  Truth is, I really can’t do it anymore.  Emotionally, I’m drained.  But, I’m just the type of person who… needs someone.  

I hope this year is the beginning of my new love life, because I don’t know how many more losers and crappy relationships I can take before I honestly just give up.

RE: My List of Stuff-That-I-Should-Be-Doing-But-I’m-Not.

1. Working on ‘The Monster Is Back’ contest. xD

2. Studying for General Psych.

3. Reading something that I want to read, because life’s too short and I’ve been busy with so many other things, I hardly have time for myself anymore.

4. Calling around trying to figure out where Hannah is, although she doesn’t have any other friends, really, besides Shane (her boyfriend) and me…

5. Getting ready for bed, although I’m too worried about Hannah to even think about trying to sleep…

6. Start my Chapter Two homework for Psych.

7. Watch the movie I have to watch (‘As Good As It Gets’) for my Psych paper that’s due in July!

8. Call Sarah, although she’s not answering her phone because I’ve been trying for a few minutes now to vent about my worry about Hannah.

9. Call Hannah’s mom back and ask her if she’s found Hannah yet.

10. Sleep; getting some rest and checking up on Hannah in the morning is really all I can possibly do.

 

I’m really, really terrified.  Hannah is an independent, strong, self-sufficient girl.  But, honestly, sometimes I really worry about her.  She’s known to have severe depression problems, mood swings, she’s bi-polar, and she’s, quite frankly, really impulsive.  God only knows what she’s doing (although she doesn’t believe in Him), but I pray that he takes care of her and, although I hate her mom’s guts, helps her to find her way back home.  I love her too much and if anything happens to her, I don’t know what I’m going to do…

-Melissa

A Few Lists Of Mine, That You May Or May Not Care To Read…

I’ve decided that I need to become a bit more… goal oriented.  I need to make a few lists and I came to the conclusion that this would be the best place for me to do it. :)

List Number One; My Goals As A Sophmore:

-Get straight A’s (because I know I can if I really want to).

-Have a 4.0 GPA, un-weighted (because I’m not going to settle for a 3.7 anymore).

-Participate in a sport (because I’m really packing on the weight lately).

-Take better notes (because last year, my notes either sucked, or I didn’t take notes at all).

-Don’t miss nearly as much school/get picked up early as much as I did as a Freshman (simply because when I’m absent, I miss so much stuff).

-Study notes/textbook/whatever every single day (I’ve learned from my college classes that even if you don’t have a test coming up anytime soon, studying your notes and text really helps you to keep the information in your head, because reading the stuff becomes a daily routine).

-Use notecards (just because they’re helpful in studying). :)

-Have a study buddy (just for quizzing each other on the material and whatnot, because you can’t really quiz yourself and I work better alone for the most part).

-”Don’t sweat the small stuff”, as my grandpa used to say (because it throws me off and I end up having a bad day, making it hard for me to concentrate and learn).  (RIP Eugene Batchelder; December 12, 1941 – September 11, 2008)

-STOP PROCRASTINATING!  (I believe this is, for the most part, self-explanatory.  I’m bad about procrastination and now that I’m in college part-time as well, it just ain’t gonna fly anymore.)

 

List Number Two; My Weekend Plans!

-Study, study, study my Chapter One notes (for General Psych).

-Do my Chapter One homework (for General Psych).

-Decide on which movie I want to watch to write my paper on (for General Psych); most likely will be a movie on OCD.  (People don’t understand just how serious OCD can really be.  Thank God I don’t have it too badly, but it can get frustrating sometimes…)

-Get whatever movie I choose (for General Psych).

-Maybe pick up Hannah and hang out for the weekend, go to bookstores like dorks and sit in there all day and just read and wish we could live there. :D 

-Go to a bunch of bookstores.

-Go to the Cape and go to some bookstores there my mom found out about.

-Cash my paycheck.

-Take out $50 for books. :}

-Text/call Dolly, ’cause I miss her and wanna tell her to get her crap together for the Writing Marathon, which I miss very much as well. :D

-Text Mrs. Bernard?…  Maybe.  Possibly.  

-Watch ‘Confessions of a Shopoholic’ with the fam.

-Write, write, write!

-Work on my next few assignments for Humanities; even though I turned in this weeks’ early, it’s nice to know that my work is already done and that all I have to do is submit it. :)

-Blog.

-Sleep.

-Eat.

Because it’s back to work and school on Monday mornin’… :P

-Melissa

P.S. Oh, yeah!  I talked to Mandy last night for about an hour. :*) I miss her a lot.  She makes me laugh.  Not many people can do that.  Can’t wait to start hanging out again once life doesn’t have me so tied up…

I’m bad about keeping promises…

Oi.  I’m especially bad at keeping promises to myself…  Ha ha.  I swore I’d keep up with this blog.  Ugh.  But, I guess when life’s got you down, life’s really got you down.  I have been extremely busy lately, more so than almost ever before.

I put up a few more links; added my Humanities mid-term to my portfolio (to the right, if you’d like to take a looksie). ;D  

I don’t have much time.  I’ve been also promising myself to call Mandy, who I haven’t talked to in quite some time and wish that I’d call her more often (and vice versa).  I really, really miss her and Dolly.  :/ I guess they kind of kept me… partly sane?  I’m always worried that they’ll forget me…  Not that I’m really anyone to particularly remember, but I just always have this hope that for some reason, I would be one unforgettable student that they had.  That’s probably not the case, but I suppose dwelling over things isn’t going to change anything.

Speaking of, I hate change, with a fiery passion.  Ha ha.  Just thought I’d add that little tid-bit. :)

Oh!  I’m getting my car in February!  I get my license February 5th, 2010, and I get my car very soon after.  Probably that weekend. :D So I’m pretty ecstatic.  Just about seven more months.  I can hardly wait seven more months!  I’ve been picking out cars since I was ten, asking my parents what kind of car I could have for my first. xD And now it’s actually happening!  They’re getting really serious about it and telling me that I need to be reasonable about it, but that I need to start thinking about what kind of car I want and to start saving up the money I’m making from my job over the summer so that I can help pay for a small part of the car. :)  They have a few conditions: 1) It must be a Jap-made vehicle. (According to them, anything else is ’shit’.) 2) They’d prefer it be a four-door, but if it has back seats, we’ll talk about it. 3) It’s not gonna be fancy-shmancy, because if I get in a wreck, we’re screwed. 4) Although it’s my dream car, the ‘Stang is just gonna have to wait; it’ll be my second car. :) They said that they called their insurance guy and he said our insurance is going to double, no matter what, as soon as I’m added to it, but that if I got a Mustang, it would probably quadruple because it’s considered a racing car and they will assume that I’m going to use it for racing, therefore causing higher risks for accidents.  So, no ‘Stang yet… :(

Anywho, I know that’s a lot to take in.  I’m doing great at work; went to my second day of my General Psych class today and took five pages of notes (quickly!).  Oh, yeah!  And a really nice girl I work with, Marci, the one that’s training me to be in the Foreclosure department, is best friends with Mrs. Bernard, my favorite math teacher of all time! :) (God, I hate math, but that woman was just awesome.) I miss her! :*(  Ha ha!  Small world, right?  Marci was freaking out about it too. xD She’s such a nice girl; I’m glad she’s training me and not some of the other rude bitches (for lack of a better word) I have to deal with at work each day.  Can you believe that some of those girls have the balls to be rude with her?  She’s only been here a week and they’re gonna scare her away!  She’s amazing and hard-working (unlike most that work there) and we’re going to lose her if they don’t stop being so fucking rude! (Excuse me. xD)  One of my close friends, Brandi, left because of all the drama in that office and we’re going to lose Marci too if they keep it up.

*sigh* Well, I suppose I’m going to go try to call Mandy.  I’m sure I’ll be on later tonight, working on Humanities or some crap.  

-Melissa

Foreclosure fun. :/ Meh.

RE: My day.

Well, first day at work for the summer.  Instead of answering phones or filing or running errands and the like, they now have me sending out foreclosure advertising letters to potential clients for our law firm.  

Now, I know it sounds easy, because at first, even I said, Psh.  What do I need training for?  Just give me an example of the letters we have to send out and I’ll get right to it!

Needless to say, it wasn’t as easy I thought it was.  I had to go through three hours of training with the only girl in the office who works on foreclosure stuff, so now there’s two of us.  She’s so happy to have help. :) Glad I can be of assistance.  

But, anyway, I have to go online and log onto the clerk of court.  Then, I type in some key words to look for potential clients.  After that, there are certain things I have to look for.  I have to first see if the potential client already has an attorney.  If so, it will say the attorney’s name; if not, it will either have nothing next to the client’s name, or it will say ‘prose’.  Then, if all of that is in order, I must look at the complaint.  I have to find the address of the potential client, and more often than not, there are about 50 or so pages to each complaint and you have no idea which page you’ll find the address on, so you have to read through each and every paper until you find it! :o Once I think I’ve found it, I have to log on to a website for property owner’s homestead addresses and type in the potential client’s name; if the address matches the address that shows up in the search, then it’s the right address (the potential’s homestead) and all I have to do is type up the letter and send it out to the client.  If it doesn’t match up, I have to go through the complaint all over again to see if I’ve missed anything, because there could very well be more than one address, because they could own more than one piece of property.  I obviously want to send the letter to the owner’s homestead, so if I get the wrong address, we’re screwed.

xD

So that was my day.

And now I’m home. :)

RE: Pictures!

 

This is my mom and me sitting in the audience, waiting for my little sister, Jessica’s, dance recital to start; Saturday night (06/20/09).

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Ugh.  It’s sideways, and I could fix it, but I’m too lazy after work, so just turn your head sideways and look like an idiot for a few seconds.  xD  This is her first costume, for their tap dance ‘Dance Dance Dance’ (06/20/09). 

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xD Again, turn your head and look like an idiot for a few moments. :) Please?  Ha ha.  This was their dress for their second dance, I suppose it was ballet, ‘You’ve Got A Friend In Me’ (06/20/09).

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Ha ha!  Just for kicks. :) This is my baby, Christmas.  She’s a black Labrador Retriever and she’ll be three years old in October. <3 (06/14/09)

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RE: General Psych Course at Edison College

Yeah, so, like I said, my General Psychology course at Edison College starts this Wednesday.  That’s in less than 48 hours! :o I’m actually really terrified.  I’m going to be the youngest (and stupidest) person in there!  And I downloaded the syllabus and the first few homeworks and I am downright scared out of my mind!  The first essay has to be six to eight pages, 12-point font, Times New Roman.  And there are so many other particularities that there are too many to list!  Ack!  

Most likely, I’m worrying for no reason (xD I have OCD), but it’s just a habit that I really need to get out of; that, and my low self-esteem…  

RE: Humanities course

Well, I’m proud of myself.  

Yesterday, I read 26 out of the 50-something pages I have to read for Chapter Seven on Theatre.  I told myself I’d read ten pages per day until the class is over and I went above and beyond and read 26 in one day.  And I didn’t plan on reading it on weekends either!

But, I have a 250-word reflection (kind of like a summary) and a 1,000 word essay due this Friday by Midnight, and I haven’t done either.  I suppose after my Psych class on Wednesday, I’ll go into the library and work on both of those.  I’ll bring my laptop of course, because my life is on my laptop.  All of my assignments, everything.  I think they have wireless internet access if I’m not mistaken, so that will be helpful too. :)

Hey, maybe I’ll even post some of my essays on here, in my ‘portfolio’. :D It’d be cool to see some comments/reactions I get from them.  (xD  Remember, I’m just fifteen, and dumb at that, so don’t expect Einstein-like answers and essays to everything.)

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Well, I suppose I’m going to go do something productive.  Maybe I’ll write?  I haven’t done that in a few days.  I miss it. :/ I’ll probably post whatever I write in my portfolio on here when I get the chance.  Life is so hectic at the momento.  

Keep on keepin’ on,

-Melissa

A Contest of Sorts

RE: A contest, you say? 

I’m hosting a contest on an amazing site for young writers that I’m a member of. :) Here are the details and the link: http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/post570059.html#570059  

The Monster Is Back!

Objective: Remember that monster that you could have sworn was under your bed when you were six? The one you would scream bloody murder about whenever it was time for bed? Yes, that one. Well, I want you to write two different parts; the first part being you when you’re six years old. Write the scene where your mother is putting you to bed and you’re making a big fuss over the monster being under there, while she checks for you and claims that there’s nothing under there, that it’s just your ‘little imagination running wild’. Then, switch to a scene when you are about 24. You have your own little apartment, or maybe you’re in your college dorm room, and you’re just drifting off to sleep at about 2AM, when all of a sudden, that monster from your childhood decides to pay you a little visit. And to your surprise, he/she is actually not that scary at all! Make sure to write about the discovery of the monster in detail, as well as the nice little conversation you have with him/her. ;D 

(As a side note, this should obviously be in the form of a short story–a.k.a. anywhere from 500-2,000 words.) 

Deadline: August 1st, 2009. [Extensions may be given if needed.] 

Prizes: 

1st place; 200 points and 3 reviews of your choice from yours truly. ;D 

2nd place; 100 points and 2 reviews of your choice from yours truly.   

3rd place; 50 points and 1 review of your choice from yours truly.   

Everyone else that enters; 1 review from yours truly.  

(Ha ha. Be sure to bug me about your reviews everyone. I’ll try to keep a list of those of you who submit an entry, but no promising that I’ll keep up with it.) 

So, what’cha’ waitin’ for? Get writing! This is my first contest; make me happy and join? 

There ya’ go.  I highly suggest anyone who is not a member of YWS (that loves writing) to join, because it is the most amazing website in the history of the internet. :D

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RE: Picture help?

Please, please, please tell me that someone knows how I can post pictures in a blog entry!  I’m so technologically challenged!  :)  Help?

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Okay, so, I probably won’t be on the internet in general much for a while; I start my summer job tomorrow, which I work at four days a week (Monday thru Thursday) and on Wednesday I start my General Psych class at Edison College (Monday thru Thursday from 10:30AM-Noon).  I will be on, just not obsessively like I have been. xD I can assure you I’ll probably still be on everyday, for at least and hour and a half. 

Well, I have a Humanities assignment to do, and I’ll be going to bed around 10:30-ish tonight, thanks to having to get up at 7:30 in the morning (not to mention I have an orthodontist appointment tomorrow). :/ Meh.  So, I probably won’t be on again tonight, but I will most definitely be on tomorrow. :)

-Melissa

P.S. I don’t care who you are, but you need to GO WRITE SOMETHING!

A Challenge For You Teenage Writing Dorks Like Me

Your Challenge: I will give you ten random song titles.  Your job is to use those song titles as the name of each of your chapters.  Although at first the song titles won’t look like they have much of anything in common, you’ll soon find out that you can easily connect them and create yourself a story.  If you go past ten chapters, well, continue this on your own.  This is a long term kind of challenge, so if you’ve been in a rut for a while and need a long term writing project to get you on your feet again, this would be a good one. ;D You don’t absolutely have to use the songs in the order I give them to you, but it would be even more of a challenge if you did. :) 

[I'll also give you the name of the artist, in the event that you feel the need to listen to the song for inspiration.  I know how that is. ;D]

Songs:

1. Behind Blue Eyes - Limp Bizkit

2. 3AM - Eminem

3. No Surprise - Daughtry

4. Audience of One - Rise Against

5. All Over You - The Spill Canvas

6. Dear God - Avenged Sevenfold

7. This Afternoon - Nickelback

8. Strip My Mind - Red Hot Chili Peppers

9. This Is Our Town - We The Kings

10. Face Down - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Alternative (if there’s one up there that you just can’t use, you can substitute it with this): How Far We’ve Come - Matchbox Twenty

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Well, it is seriously time to go to bed.  Again, it’s 3:15AM and I’m beat. :) I’m sure I’ll be back on tomorrow; my last free day until I start my job again for the summer. :/ 

-Melissa

‘You Know You’re A Writer When…’

RE: The Official Unofficial “You Know You’re A Writer When…” List

By: Melissa Yawn

You know you’re a writer when…

10. You know you’re a writer when you type out your whole novel on Word or some other word processor, just for the power to go out, and you lose everything you had worked so hard on.

9. You know you’re a writer when, as you’re reading a book, say a best-selling novel, for instance, you’re constantly finding ‘typos’ and ‘mistakes’ and using your red pen to correct them, whilst mumbling to yourself about what a poor editing job was done on said book. 

8. You know you’re a writer when you’re talking to your friends, and in the middle of your rant, they all look at you and ask you what the heck that word means.

7. You know you’re a writer when writing appears to be more difficult for you than for normal, non-writer people.

6. You know you’re a writer when people ask you why you’re talking to yourself, and you simply say, “Excuse you, but you just interrupted my main character and I whilst we were in the middle of a very important conversation.  I’ll be right with you.”

5. You know you’re a writer when your mom asks you to proofread her e-mails, letters, resume, and all that other important stuff.

4. You know you’re a writer when you refer to your stories as ‘your babies’.

3. You know you’re a writer when, in school, you’re asked to proofread someone’s essay, and all of a sudden, you see ten billion typos, errors, misspellings, and grammatical errors, and you instinctively reach for your trusty red pen.

2. You know you’re a writer when your mom tells you to be off of the laptop by a certain time, and you sneak back on, not so that you can talk to your friends or go on MySpace, but because your novel was calling your name, begging you to ’smooth out the kinks’; and this is exactly your excuse when your mother walks in, scolding you for disobeying her.  (“But, Mom!  It begged me to fix that one part!  It needed a little extra work!  I didn’t think you would mind!  It’s not like I’m playing mindless video games!  I’m being productive and ambitious!”  Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.)

1. You know you’re a writer when someone says, “Oh, you’re writing a story?  How many chapters is it?”  And you answer, “Approximately 80,054 words, 345,727 characters, twenty-three chapters, 356 pages, with 1.1 line spacing and size 10 font, Georgia, and counting.  Approximately.”  And by the time you finish your speech, next thing you know, said person is gone!

xD True stories.  All of them.

RE: My Day

Today was nice, I suppose.  Woke up at 10:30AM-ish; went to this place for lunch in Fort Myers called ‘Panera Bread’.  (xD My mom thought they only sold bread there, so we never tried it before today!)  Then, we went to Target; I got some straightening gel, which I’ve been desperately needing for a while now.  Also got some shorts and a few other necessities and then we went home.  At about 4:45ish, we headed over to my school (Lehigh Senior) for my little sister’s dance recital. :) It was pretty dang adorable.  We went to dinner at China Star, and then we went home, where I currently reside in my bedroom.

RE: Random Pictures!

Well, I would post random pictures if I knew how…

I know there’s an ‘album’ type of thing, but I just want to put them up right here, in my posts. :/ Hm…  Anyone have any ideas/know what I need to do?

RE: Younger Sisters

Shoot me.  

Before I shove my younger sister down a well and keep her there for days.

xD

She’s driving me insane.

-Melissa

Live Journal vs. WordPress

So, today, I got a Live Journal, thinking I was just about the coolest thing on this green earth.

Then, I remembered WordPress, and I slapped myself in the face (metaphorically speaking, of course) for working so hard on LJ and said, Ya’ know what?  Screw LJ.  I’m a WordPress kinda girl.  So, here I am.

I just switched over the two posts I had put on my LJ onto here so I wouldn’t have to re-type or rephrase everything again.  :)  

But, anywho, I think I’ll actually keep up with this blog.  I’m really enjoying the freedom, if you will, of being able to write whatever I want, being able to say I have a blog/website.  It’s really nice.

Well, I would blog longer, but I have a big day ahead of me (shopping, little sisters’ dance recital, etc..), and it’s already 3AM.  Time to hit the sack.

Night.