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.