Lack of Pebbles

Stargirl has a wagon of pebbles. I have a box of pebbles. Except for, as of right now, I am lacking in the pebble part. It has been raining for four days and counting. Everybody around me complains about that, but to tell you the truth, I love it.

Another truth I must tell you: I feel like crying. No, there is not a specific reason for why. I just feel like breaking down and letting my tears flow like a waterfall down my cheeks.  Tears of pain, tears of longing, and a bundle of blank tears.

The sun will come out... Tomorrow?

Avec amour,

Madison

Four Pebbles

Time.

How is it that time travels so fast? I'm really a sophomore in high school? Am I really already sixteen? What? I will really be a legal adult in two years? Is there really only two more summers left until I'm on my own?

It feels like just yesterday I was dancing with my baby doll in my living room. It feels like I was just flying kites at the beach with grandma and grandpa. Seems like just yesterday I was counting down the days until I could get my permit. Just yesterday I was a Beehive looking up to all the Laurels in my ward.

And now, all of that is come and gone. I have graduated from brushing my dolls' hair and moved up to brushes being "microphones." Flying kites has turned into occasional Sunday Phone calls. I am now the Laurel that all the Beehives look to.

Where did time go?

"Don't blink 

just like that

your six years old

and you take a nap, and you 

wake up and you're twenty five 

then your high school sweetheart becomes your wife

Don't blink 

Just might miss your babies grow

and like mine did

turning into moms and dads,

next thing you know

your better half of fifty years is there in bed

and you're praying God takes you instead 

trust me friend 

A hundred years goes faster than you think. 

So don't blink."

-Don't Blink, Kenney Chesney

If I ever became famous, I would have to be on a Got Milk poster.

I am pretty ecstatic that it is finally May. It is a very promising month. 

Here, take some song lyrics:

"I keep my head on straight

and my eyes wide open

I try to move forward

wishing and hoping

I took a hold of myself

In the middle of November

Don't you look back now

It's all I can remember

I feel like I'm leaving

Like I'm leaving home

Like the clouds are parting and I'm not alone

I'm learning to live

I'm learning to learn

Starting to sing my song

right or wrong

Breaking away

Setting me free

Freedom in my own life

I'm learning to live"

Live May lively.

Lahve Always,

Maddiey

I think it's okay to be proud of yourself every once in a while.

 I woke up this morning bummed to see the snow and the newspaper not on the counter (like it usually is every morning). I went outside to grab the newspaper and had to wipe off the snow that covered the top of the plastic bag. When I started reading in the typical reading schedule that I always do (glance over the front page, read what celeb's birthday it is, what happened this day in history, editorial page, and so forth) I had to stop at the editorial page. I yelled ma mere's name and ran to find her. I showed her the page. I made print. I submitted a letter to the newspaper and they published it!!

After a long, yet beautiful day, I searched my letter on deseretnews.com. I was proud to be archived with articles about Elder Richard G. Scott Jason Wright, and many others. I read the comments. The first comment upset me a little, but I decided "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words shall never hurt me." I will not let their ego get in the way of my pursuit of writing.

Write something.

Lahve always,

Maddiey

A Word on Love

Being the romance novel addict that I am, there are things that make a novel a perfect romance for me.

Words of Love:

1. Regain composure. Oh-ho! The very words make my heart jump with excitement! Whenever these words appear, you can tell love is sprouting within the character- it is the beginning of my happiness!

2. Kissed. I have a nasty habit of searching the pages ahead for this word. I kick myself in the leg once I finally read up to that beautiful moment because reading it for the second time doesn't have the full effect that it should've had on me.  

     Note: There are lots of hints that surround the word kissed. Things like "our faces were close", heart-melting comments, eye contact that isn't uncomfortable, "he drew her closer", etc. 

Romance novels are very predictable. That's fine.  The majority of them end happily, a reassurance that you will read a good book. Who doesn't want to read a good book?


Feed the soul with some love. 
Romance novels are healthy!


Lahve always,
Maddiey


p.s. Please make note to the Pages tab at the top. 
p.p.s. I added a new song to my Playlist. It's called Melody by Kate Earl.
p.p.s. The playlist is odd and tricky. Hopefully you'll figure it out. Don't follow the mouse, the highlighted stuff (teehee) is what you want.

Hmm...

Warmth. It comes and it goes, and it tends to be gone longer than it stays. The sun is covered by dark gray clouds. The green grass is covered with a thick layer of white flakes of snow. Instead of feeling the heat running through you, an ice cold chill takes over your whole body.
Dear Warmth and Sunshine,
I have an issue with you. You don't like to stay very long.
Why is that?

Chasing Pavements

"I've made up my mind don't need to think it over

This, I know is love

But if I tell the world I'll never say enough

'cause it was not said to you

And that's exactly what I need to do if I'd end up with you"

-Adele Chasing Pavements 

Yeah, I am quite aware that I missed a little part. It's done on purpose.

p.s. I personally like Addy's April 6th post.