he and she (cont.)

she thinks that he might like she... she's pretty much positive he likes she!

that should have made she happy, and it sorta did

but...

a texan cowboy came along and made she melt.

she still likes he

but now, she also loves the texan cowboy

Truly a Novel of Love and War

My Rating:  * * * * *

"It was inevitable, perhaps, that at that particular moment the little orchestra was overtaken by nostalgia and chose to play a waltz. It was very queer to see a bowl of fruit, birds, a cello, pierrots, pierrettes, and harlequins intermingling upon the floor, swaying and whirling to the music of a dead empire. But Amalia did not notice, and even Dietrich was forgotten for the moment.

"'How is it, Andrzej,' she asked, 'that music, more than anything else, can so eloquently call up the past?'

"His eyes, vividly green behind the mask that hid so little, locked with hers as the room turned around them.'Perhaps it's because music speaks to the heart, Amalia, and not the mind. The heart is ... unaware of the passage of time.'

"When the music was over, its magic was slow to recede, and Amalia was left with a heart pounding as though she had run a race. Would this be the last time she waltzed with Andrzej?"

he and she

he was there all along

as long as she could remember

but all this time that she knew he,

she never realized how much she truly enjoyed having he around;

she never realized how much she truly loved he--

until now

she struggles to regain her composure every time he comes around

but why was she just now discovering how much she loved he? 

the answer will always remain unknown

for now, i will continue telling you the stories of he and she-- until she no longer loves he. 

when will that day come? 

no one knows

be

I wanna be,

wanna feel free.

walk on the beach

no shoes, no cares

feel the wind blowing through my hair

i'll let the waves hit my feet

feel the warmth on my face,

feel the heat

i don't care if people stop and stare

i want to just take in that salty air

I wanna be,

just wanna feel free.

Je suis riche! Très Riches!

I think I have seen more

rain 

than 

snow

this winter.

Ugh.

I can't believe it! Christmas is in 2 days! 

Where did December go?

Oh my! 

Has it really been almost a week of Christmas Break?

Where did time go?

I have spent more time in my pajamas than in real people clothes.

I feel lazy.

But yet at the same time I don't. (Like lazy but not :) I have babysat so many times this week... it's AMAZING!

I actually have money in my wallet!

HA je suis riche! Très Riches! (mmBWAAHH I have approx. $200!! Yay ME!!)

Tomorrow I am going to participate in two Christmas Celebrations- goodie goodie!

Hopefully I will feel more Christmas spirit after that... It doesn't feel like Christmas is supposed to be here yet. Especially with all of this rain...

I was sad to see our Christmas Jar Tradition slowly die. That was one thing I truly looked forward to every Christmas. I have decided to have my own Christmas Jar next year. I am going to do it all by myself and hopefully it will be enough... I will try to keep this tradition alive with myself! (wish me luck!)

Here is some lyrics to help ya be ready for CHRISTMAS!!!

"When it snows, ain't it thrillin'

though your nose gets a chillin.

A beautiful sight

we're happy tonight

Walkin' in a Winter Wonderland!"

"Oh the weather outside is frightful

but the fire is so delightful.

And since we have no place to go

*LET IT SNOW*  *LET IT SNOW*  *LET IT SNOW*"

Seriously.

Just let it snow.

Lahve

Yeah.

I am in love.

Lahve, that is.

And it feels good.

I was reading in one of my favorite Christmas books, The Gift, when I came across something that describes what I call, the best kind of lahve! (Since it is written in the perspective of a man and I am a woman, I am going to change words to make it so the quote fits me, a woman.)

"[He is handsome]- not in a magazine cover way, but to my way of thinking, even better. [He is] comfortable."

The best kind of lahve makes one 

comfortable.

Comfortable as in the way two puzzle pieces come together, fitting perfectly. There is no question whether or not they actually fit- colors and shape- it all comes together comfortably.

"Just A Dream" by Nelly - Sam Tsui & Christina Grimmie

Here's Some Goodies

Family Picture

Moi, mes cousins, et ma soeur

McKayla, Mom (holding Melialani), and Moi

1st Date!!!!!! 

Timo and Moi

I'm Sorry

So, let me apologize for not posting for a while.  I kinda got flakey...

I guess I was just worried about my personal narrative.
Yeah, strange! It is the first time I have actually cared/worried about one of my papers!
I just hope I get a good enough grade to have an overall A in the class.
I have always been pretty confident with my papers but...
Meh, I don't want to think about that!

Keep Calm and Grow a Mustache

I need to take a chill pill.

I haven't been myself the past few days.

Sorry

Sorry to those who have suffered from me because I haven't been myself.

My bad.

I kinda want to be a journalist. And when I say kinda, I mean really bad. I want to have a way with people through writing. I to connect with my readers and have them understand. I want to be understood for once! 

Can you just imagine?

6:00AM- Wake up- splash some water on your face.

6:10AM- Sit for a while and think about anything you feel like thinking about.

6:15AM- Pull on your bathrobe, slip on some slippers, and go outside to grab the newspaper

6:17AM- Start on your hair, set your clothes out on your bed. 

7:00AM- Sit down with the newspaper and eat your breakfast. Just a typical morning.

You read the newspaper like this: Since there is no rush to be anywhere, you start reading the last section and move your way up to A1- front page. As you finally reach the front page you feel your heart beating faster.

You stare and stare and stare at that front page.Your name is attached to the main headline- on the front page. Could that be true? Is this just a dream?

You pinch yourself and realize you haven't been dreaming- you are doing something better. After years and years of hard work to get where you are now,

you are finally living your dream.

KEEP CALM

and

Grow 

a

MUSTACHE

Lahve always,

Maddiey

Sweet, Sweet 16

mmmBWAAHHH!!

I am so excited

I am going to the

Christmas Dance

1st Date

mmmBWAAHH!!

I don't have much to say

because I am so 

EXCITED!!

A REAL Word to Describe ME

flib·ber·ti·gib·bet

  [flib-er-tee-jib-it]  

–noun

chattering or flighty, light-headed person.

That's WAY GREAT

You know what's my favorite?

I lahve it when you see a movie once and you have it all memorized- well, atleast the good parts.

Or when you sit on the porch, eating yogurt on a cold winter day.

Or taking a walk and crunching every pathetic leaf under your foot.

Or when you end up laughing but you don't know why.

It's WAY GREAT

Doesn't that sound slightly weird? WAY GREAT ? 

It was a mistake statement that someone made and it sorta stuck.

Why not?

Wanna know what else is WAY GREAT? 

Stickie Notes.

A Time to Think

At Christmas time, I lahve to stay up late when the house is silent and peaceful. I turn on the tree lights and sit on the far end of the couch on the far end of the family room. Don't ask me why I sit so far back, I just do. I like to sit back and enjoy the breathtaking view. I lahve those moments were you sit and think for hours on end with no worrying about what is going to happen in the future.

Just think.

No worries.

No pain.

Just a Time to Think.

The great thing about thinking like this means that you think of all of the nonsense you want. None of it has any importance. It may not even make any sense. The great thing is, is that you don't confuse anyone. Well, unless you confuse yourself... but there is no need to explain your thinking, you just let go and think anything you want to. The only person it needs to make sense to is yourself.

Never be afraid to sit awhile and think.  ~Lorraine Hansberry, A Raisin in the Sun

*                *                *

post script:

I love to read the Newspaper.

No, I don't read it a lot.

But when I do, I LAHVE IT!!!

I don't always care what is written in the paper, 

just the act of reading it makes me happy.

Be OK

I just want to Be Ok
Be Ok
Be Ok
I just want to Be Ok today.


Christmas is just around the corner. YES! Our house now smells of goodness. More and more lights are being strung. Cozy music is being played and sung. Wow did you notice? I just made a rhyme.

Our house now smells of goodness.
More and more lights are being strung.
Cozy music is being played and sung.


Except I think that if it were to be made into a poem or song it should look like this:

More and more lights are being strung.
The house now smells of Christmas goodness.
Cozy music is being played and sung.

Bleh. I wish I could write.
I wish I could write amazing words that bring out the emotions I feel. I wish I could truly portray myself with... I don't know how to finish the sentence... example right here... hopefully it makes sense.

I also wish I made more sense. Why do I have to be so confusing? The thing that's strange is that it makes perfect sense to me. But everything makes sense to me.

That makes sense,
because it doesn't make sense,
because you don't make sense,
which makes sense.

Wow. So true.

I said something today that made me think.

I said something along the lines of "You never know what the future brings." And then I just decided to add some more of my nonsense goodness.

"You never know what the future may bring. But what you decide today can make a difference in how your future will turn out."

Its just like a gift. You won't know what's in the gift until you open it. Hmm... I forgot how I was planning on finishing this bizarre thought... well.... something... bleh hopefully you get me.

That's what's going to be great about marriage. Your hub will understand you no matter how ridiculous or oustrobogulous it may be. He always takes your side and trusts that you know best. Wow, I am one step closer to marriage. I am old.

I am sorry for rambling... 
Okay... I will spare you.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
Have yourself a Merry little Christmas.

Best wishes to all,

Maddiey

(Why end like a letter, signing my name? Meh, it makes me feel better so why not? Join the club if you would like. Everyone is welcome...)

Definitely Surprised

Yes, I was suprised. Very surprised.
I truly thought I was going to babysit this weekend. The night before my Sweet Sixteen.
I thought wrong.
Here's the story...


It was Friday and I was told by ma mère that I was babysitting the Curry boys while the parents went out to dinner. My mom said that I shouldn't eat because Carson and Camden wanted to me to eat dinner with them. (I bragged about that to all my friends because I wanted them to be jealous. I think it worked...) (Actually, I found out later that they were really confused, not jealous. :/ ) 


My mom told me that she had to go get her pay check from work so she probably wouldn't be home when I left for babysitting. We said our goodbyes and I didn't think anything of it. 


It's common for my parents to drive me to the Curry's house so when my dad drove me to their house, I thought nothing of it. On the way to their house I noticed some signs that said the words "Taylor/Walker Reception". I found it funny how I knew people with the last name of Taylor and Walker, but again, I thought nothing of it. 


We finally pulled up to the house and I got out of the car, knocked on the door and walked in. John, the dad of the home, welcomed me into their home and then Tasha, the mom of the house, came from the hallway to greet me. She told me that Camden was in trouble upstairs in his room and Carson was downstairs playing. It was a typical scene at the Curry home. No suspicions whatsoever. Although it seemed a little weird to me that Tasha appeared to not be feeling well enough to go out to dinner. I didn't  say anything...


So she asked me to go downstairs to get Carson and tell him to come upstairs and the set the table. I did. I walked downstairs, looked to my left over at the movie theatre- nope, no Carson there. Then I walked into the main room. To my surprise, there was no Carson. Instead, I was greeted by many balloons and all my good friends.


So here's the thing. I have always wanted a surprise party- ever since I was a youngin'. My parents laugh at me but I don't care! It's true! I would practice my surprise face every year, just incase for some reason I might have a surprise party. Well, when it came time to be surprised, I didn't use my face that I had been practicing for years. Instead, I looked UNsurprised. Whoops! 


(Post to be continued later... hopefully...)

"Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backwards."

-e.e cummings

So, here's a funny story about today...

Once upon a time I was sitting in French Class.
We were just chatting a bit before class started.
We ended up talking about her computer problems. (I think my teacher really likes to tell us about her computer problems because for some reason we always end up on that subject!) She told us that her husband's computer was all over the kitchen table. (BTW both of their computer are struggling.) She told us that her computer won't be fixed until her husbands computer is fixed first and then.... ALL OF THE SUDDEN....
she started crying!!
(Yeah, she gets very emotional about her computer... Nah, it's not weird... Nah, there is no need to worry....)
Don't worry, we were all confused! Everybody including herself!! Then she started laughing hysterically because she had no ideas why she was crying... good times, good times...


Today has been an amazing day! Don't you just love those days when you wake up thinking that today will be the worst day ever and then your day turns around and it is the BEST DAY EVER!!! Oh I lahve lahve LAHVE those days!!

Hahahahaha...Guts...

So, Reagan and her friend are watching Ramona and Beezus in the other room. I was listening to a part of it and I had to laugh to myself. She said that she needed to say something- get the word of her chest. She said it was a bad word and then, all of the sudden she yells...

"GUTS!

 GUTS, GUTS, GUTS!!"

It's officially my new word. Just saying.

I told a story last night at family home evening. I got everybody with it. I told them that I saw a car that was flipped, tires up in the air. Everyone started asking questions about it. That's when I said, 

"Too bad it was only a toy car!!"

That's when the my parents, Mckayla, and Brayden just rolled their eyes at me and Kenedi and Reagan looked at me, confused. Don't you just love it when you confuse people and hours later they finally get what you said. The sad thing is, I tend to be the same way...

We Must Be Related

Today I was talking with my friends Dani and Brynn. I told them I was sick of myself for saying/doing the most stupid things ever. Then Dani told me something that made me think a bit. She said,
"Well you better get used to it because you are going to have to live with yourself for forever!"
So true, right? My first thought was shoota-parooda! But after a while I decided it would be best to just accept the fact and move on. 
So I did.


This evening, my mom had regional volleyball tournament (church ball). It was kinda strange because my mom ended up playing against her sister, Calli's stake! It was weird to see how related my mom and her sister are! Curly black hair that is turing gray (hehe;), their facial expressions, their voices/ laugh, etc. I guess that's what happens when you are related! (Really, Maddiey? Are you fer realz?) Yes, yes, I am FER REALZ!



I also realized that I am related to my mom. (What?!) Well, I did know that we were related, but I realized how much we are related. My mom and I play volleyball very similar. We yell the same things the same way, we go for the ball in similar ways. I wouldn't have noticed this if it weren't for McKayla. She would laugh and turn to me and point out the things she did that were like the things that I do. It's pretty crasy!

You, with your words like knives
And swords and weapons that you use against me
You have knocked me off my feet again
Got me feeling like a nothing
You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard
Calling me out when I’m wounded
You picking on the weaker man
(excerpt from Mean by Taylor Swift)

Today was just one of those days where you feel like everybody is out to get you. They are just so mean. I found this song by one of my all-time favorite singers, Taylor Swift-- the song fits perfectly to how I feel!

Cassette Tapes

Cassette Tapes

Pure amazingness.

Beautiful.

Happiness.

I wish people still used

 cassette tapes 

like iPods.

Talk about a 

dream come true!

P.S. Don't forget about Elvis.

 Lahve Always,

     Maddiey

          

My First Hug

Well, technically it wasn't my first hug. Eh, it was my first guy hug! Amazing, amazing, amazing. I officially love hugs to DEATH!! They make you feel ten times better!!

HUG QUOTES:

~I love hugging. I wish I was an octopus, so I could hug ten people at a time. ~Drew Barrymore

~A hug is a smile with arms, a laugh with a stronger grip. ~Terri Guillemets

~I will not play at tug o' war
I'd rather play at hug o' war,
Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs....
~Shel Silverstein

~Hug Department: Always Open ~Author Unknown

~You can't wrap love in a box, but you can wrap a person in a hug. ~Author Unknown

~Millions and millions of years would still not give me half enough time to describe that tiny instant of all eternity when you put your arms around me and I put my arms around you. ~Jacques Prévert

~A hug is two hearts wrapped in arms. ~Author Unknown

~Hugging has no unpleasant side effects and is all natural. There are no batteries to replace, it's inflation-proof and non-fattening with no monthly payments. It's non-taxable, non-polluting, and is, of course, fully refundable. ~Author Unknown

~Never wait until tomorrow to hug someone you could hug today,
because when you give one, you get one right back your way.
~Author Unknown

Definitely a Night to Remember

AMAZING

DEFINITELY A Night to Remember.

Happiness.

Lucky Penny

Gospel Choir Robes

AF Friends

Alejandro

Looking like Pepto Bismol

Becca Falling on the Bleachers

Ryan Came to our Concert (oh and don't forget Rachel!!)

Rachel (eh, she needed her own line!!)

Actions to our songs.

Making Mama J happy by Practicing our songs on our own

The list goes on and on and on.... and on...

DEFINITELY A NIGHT TO REMEMBER.