9.27.09

I suck at life.

That is all.

today

Today;

Was a pretty good day. I talked to Carlos basically all day today, and I loved it. He always makes me smile.

So, we were on Yahoo and we decided to watch Korean movies all day today, thank goodness for subtitles.

Anyways, we watched My Sassy Girl and Windstruck. If you ever watch these, watch Windstruck first then My Sassy Girl. I think Windstruck is like the prequel, and I'm pretty sure that I spelled that wrong.

Anyways, good movies. Windstruck made me cry. Wasn't diggin that, but what can ya do?

Oh, another note;

This is Why I Love Carlos:

carlos: shows who's the boss

muhlayy: yeah i know [:

muhlayy: i wear the pants

carlos: hahhaha

carlos: and what do i wear?

muhlayy: uhm..

muhlayy: pants, but they arent Boss Pants like mien

carlos: hahhaha

muhlayy: its funny cause its true

carlos: i've got the Hugo Boss brand pants , doesn't make me the boss

muhlayy: uh nomuhlayy: i have the Real Deal Boss Pants

muhlayy: and thats whats up

muhlayy: i win

Yeah, we pwn.

day 19, 20, and 21

I suck at writing blogs everyday.
Too much stuff going, and just not enough hours in the day.

As you can tell, I'm a weak person and I'd rather spend my time talking to Carlos then writing this pointless blog. So, I won't write every day.
Every couple days.
This is just a notice to those of you who actually read it (:
Kthanks

8teen BRUH

Today was 80s day, and let me tell you, I beasted that sh*t.

Nothing all that special today either.

First; Volleyball. Again.

Second; Quiz that I totally forgot about. Good thing I'm a beast and totally passed.

Third; Pretty fun. Watched a movie then had a test over it. Pretty sure I failed that one though, but who cares? Also, Mario and I were obviously drunk. 'Ballchinagin!'

Fourth; Notes. LOTS AND LOTS OF NOTES. On Buddhism and Hinduism. Some very confusing religions, might I add.

Sorry all my blogs have been nothing but boring lately.

Just seem that I can't find time to write them, and I just can't seem to put into words my whole day anymore.

"Love it like oxygen. All you need is love."

-Moulin Rouge<3

seventeenth day

Today was a pretty good day.
I was cramping pretty bad, but still a pretty good day.
Nothing special to talk about though :/
I don't have any stories soo.. boring blog.
:

Can't wait till tomorrow though. It's 80s day and I'm going all out.
Big hair and big sweaters! That's what's up bruh (:

day sixteen!

I started my period today, bite me.

School was really boring. First period I stood around with Sam, Kaylen, and Carly. Sam hit me in the back of my head with a soccer ball, and then I was attacked by frisbees. Round objects like me a lot.

Second period was boring. Very boring. I hated it, and I wish that I wasn't taking Laitn. That random guy that was repeating the teacher the other day sat next to me and talked about weed. I was asked him "Do I really look like the kind of person that does that kind of stuff?"

He looked me up and down, "Nah bruh, but you never know." he replied with a wink.

I stared at him for a second, "You remind me too much of Mara's almost step-brother." I replied. Then I turned around and tried to ignore him the rest of the period. Yeah, lame.

Third period was art. Did book work then played kemps. Ruth and I beasted it, like always. ASIAN POOWEERRR.

Fourth we took notes on this Buddist movie.

After school, Nancy came over! We went to the thrift store to go buy clothes for 80's day at our school, and let me tell you.. we look rather rad in our outfits.

I'm so excited! Teased hair and tights. Big sweaters and funky colors. Good day (:

Anyways, that's all for tonight. Sorry, don't really feel like writing a lot.

Periods always put me in a lazy kind of mood.

5teen

I SAW 9 TODAY

And it made me very upset.

I won't tell you why because you might go see it and I'll ruin it for you.

I don't want to do that :

Anways, today was church. Nikki and I sat in the balcony today. Nothing special. We drew pictures of eachother. It was pretty funny because she made me have a huge nose, and I made her look French. You're jealous, understandable.

After church we asked if we could go to the movies, my mom said no. She had 'errands' to run. I didn't understand why we still couldn't go. She isn't the only one in the house that can drive. It was whatever though. We dropped the subject.

Then we went out to eat, and afterwards I tried again.

"So can we go to the movies?" I slightly begged.

She shook her head slowly, "No I don't think so.."

I looked at Nikki, of course. "Okay." I muttered while looking out the window.

Then my mom yawned, "I don't think I'm going to run those errands today. I might do them tomorrow."

I looked at Nikki and then my dad, was she really saying this? Right after she told us that we can't go the movies she says that she isn't going to do those errands. What is her deal?! She can't make up her mind. She's a pin-ball, that's what my dad called her.

I gave her a 'are you serious' look, "So, you aren't going out?" I asked her.

She shook her head, "Yeah." she replied.

"So we can go to the movies?" I tried again.

She sighed, "Nooo, I don't think so." she turned to look at my dad. It was like she was saying 'back me up or you're sleeping on the couch'.

He looked at us through the rear view mirror, laughing slightly.

Pin-Ball wasn't going to let us go, and it was final.

Nikki and I surrendered silently, but we knew it wasn't over.

Once we got home, Nikki and I began to talk.

"I bet right when I get out of this dress and comfy in my bed she will pop her little Asian head in and say 'want to go to the movies?' " I said while changing out of my church dress.

Nikki laughed, "Oh I know. She does that all the time." she sat on my bed.

"Yeah!" I spat.

"Like that one time when we wanted to go to the movies," she paused, "and I bet she will come right when they stop selling matinees."

I nodded my agreement and sat down on my bed beside her.

We slowly began to drift to sleep, and right when I was falling asleep my mom waltzs in...

"Do yall still want to go to the movies?" she asks.

I sit up slowly and look at Nikki, "Yeah. Sure." I state clearly. I give Nikki a look of knowing.

Called it.

I guess you could call that the Daily Mom Story.

No person of the day. I'm done with that.

14

I missed a day. I'm sorry.
I know no one reads these anyway, so I don't know why I'm apologizing, more like who.
Anyways, Saturday was a pretty good day.
Nikki came over. Nothing really special. Went to the zoo and chilled.

Everyone in my family basically ignored me. I'm unloved.
Well, my dad loves me. That's it.

Anyways, short post because this was technically yesterday.

thirteen

Good day.
Nothing to talk about.
Won the football game.
The End.


Sorrry it's so short. I forgot to write today!

day:ten plus two

"Imma cut chu!"

- Nancy

She is one of the funniest girls I know.

My day was pretty good. Wellness was boring. Volleyball again. I wish that we would stop playing this stupid game. It's been a month and then some and we are still playing this game. Can't we move on? A new sport? Anything. I'd rather do book work than this.

Latin was great. Marshall is now my new best friend. He is the biggest suck up in the world to Mrs. K. After our test she asked us all to write her a short note on the back of the paper, telling her what we like about the class and stuff like that. His took up the whole back and all he talked about was how great of a teacher she was. That's why he has a freaking 100 in that class. He will have to show me his ways then.

Another reason why Marshall is my best friend is the stupid stuff he says, and how easily he sets himself up...

Marshall gives me a mean look, " You're just like Sherod. Always putting things in my mouth."

I give him a evil grin, "Oh I bet Sherod is always putting stuff in your mouth." I give him a suggestive smile.

He doesn't get it at first, his face blank, but then soon realizes what I mean. "Oh man!" he gives me another mean look.

What can i say, Latin class is very entertaining.

We also have this boy in there that, obviously, likes to copy every other word the teacher says.

"...English.." Mrs.K is talking, and you can hear this boy, Kevin, talking softly.

He is gradually getting louder, more confident. He is repeating everything Mrs.K says. "Engish... Declensions... Latin..."

Marshall and I give him strange looks, what is his deal? We laugh at him and at the fact that Mrs.K is getting annoyed.

Latin est magnus (:

My other classes were very bland in comparison. Nothing special to talk about really.

Person of the Day;

NANCY; She is one of the happiest people you will ever meet. She is always smiling and she can usually put me in a better mood. She is so optimistic and tries to see the good in things. She is really loud, but not in an obnoxious way. She gets along with most people, and she is just a good person in general. She can hardly be mean without an 'I'm sorry' right after it. She is an all around good person, and I love her to death. I'm glad that me and her are friends. She's my main chick, yo. I love you Nancybean <3

eleven

Don't even want to talk about it.

All my classes were crap.
My dad forgot to pick me up from school. I stood outside for about 20mins.. in the rain.

Bad day.
No person of the day or anything :

day ten.

I like green eggs and ham (:

Today was an A day, and I love A days. They are by far my most easy going days. None of the teachers are mean or like to give loads of homework. An all around good day.

First period was wellness. Volleyball again. I suck at volleyball. It's just not in my blood to play a sport like that. I can't seem to hit the ball straight. It's awful and I hate it, but I still manage to have fun. I have some pretty cool kids in my wellness class, so it makes it all worth while.

Second period was Latin. Nothing special. Got Adam's sweater though. It smells like Hollister, my favorite.

Third period, art. We had a sub. All we had was book work. I didin't know you had book work in art, but obviously, we do. Vocabulary. Easy and fast, kinda like a few girls I know, but that's besides the point. After the book work my table pulled out the cards and played kemps. Ruth, my asian, and I beasted everyone. Everyone complained how the two asians were partners. "It's not fair!" they would complain as Ruth and I gained point after point after point!

Fourth period was World History, and we actually did work. We took notes on religion and watched a movie on the Holocaust. I really like this class, even if we do work. Mrs. L makes it fun and I'm so thankful for that.

Well, yet again, no Daily Mom Story. It's really sad. I wish that she would do something funny :/

Person of the Day;

CARLOS; What can I say about Carlos. He is a pretty great guy. He always makes me smile and he's really sweet. He was a cute little kid and an even cuter teenager. He is half Filipino, like me, so that makes him even more amazing! I love this guy so much. I look forward to talking to him everyday. He says the funniest crap and one day I'll make his babies (:

I love you Carlos.

Sidenote!

Went to the fair today. It rained, FML!

D;

dayy ninnee

My day was exceptionally bland.
First period we had a sub. I guess that's a good thing because we didn't have to take the rest of that test that we didn't finish.
Second period was orchestra. Talk about annoying teachers. Ms. B had us play this one part of the song over and over and over agian. It was only four measures. Four stinking measures that she had us play multiple times. It was getting obnoxious and the bell was going to ring any second. "Again." she would say, her face looked upset. Everyone sighed and muttered how they were going to be late. Yeah Ms. B late. Your stupid bandroom is actually kind of cut off from the rest of the school! Did you know that? Hmm? Did you!?
Anways, Ms.B totally ruined me and Brady's plans to take a picture with our bad-butt shirts.
Third period/ lunch was really boring too! We had a test in third, but it was really easy. Then lunch... oh God lunch was the best. Breanna and I laughed at everything.
Jackie started laughing, "Is it funny Jackie? Is it?" I asked her, my face serious.
"Yeah, is it funny? Real funny?" Breanna asked her.
Jackie gave us a weird look but still laughed.
Breanna and I kept up with this. Making funny sounds and laughing at everything that we could.
Finally Cassidy asked us what was going on, "What is so funny!?" she turned to look at me.
"What the f*ck are you talking about?!" I screamed at her.
She stared back at me, startled, while everyone else errupted into laughter.
I love lunch.


Anywows (Ian's word!)
No Daily Mom Story, yet again.
I think she is holding out on me. She knows that I blog about her..




Person of the Day;
Marie; my big sister.
She is the best person I know. She really is my hero. When I grow up, I hope that I'm a little bit like her, at least. She is so funny and pretty. She dances like a total white girl, but I love that about her. She is smart and shy and just so many other things. She plays fantasy football with her husband and their friends. She makes lame jokes and doesn't always know what's going on in the 'celebrity world', but when she does, she is all over that stuff. I love her. I wish that one day I'll be as lame/cool as my sister is. She means the world to be (:


[Carlos was one cute little kid (; ]

day 8(:

"You're only as tall

As your heart will let you be"

-NeverShoutNever

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, & 8.

It has been 8 days since I have started this blog. It feels a lot longer for some reason.

My day was a pretty good one. Woke up, got ready for church, talked to Carlos. Got to church, hung out with Lee, we saw a female body builder in church, and then went out to eat. Chinese food, yum. That always puts me in a good mood. After China Pan, went to the mall. Called Lee up, he chilled with me like the best friend he is.

At the mall we just kinda walked around, laughed a lot. Surprisingly I didn't threaten to punch his face in today. That's a first.

While we were at the mall Lee was one smooth dawg and hit on the gorilla at Romancing the Stone. He felt up on her bum and she didn't even notice. (I'm talking about the gorilla in the window of the story, if you're confused.)

I was cracking up, I mean, how could she not feel that? (:

Then we went to Hot Topic. Graphic Tees are my best friends <3

He got me a Where the Wild Things Are shirt. It's possibly the most amazing shirt I own. I love it more than anything, well, not really. But still, I'm going to take a picture in it tomorrow with B-ray! Yall will get to see it then, consider yourself lucky.

Oh, but there was a down side..

"Melissa! Look at that shirt!" Lee said while pointing at it.

I turned around to see the best shirt in the world, ever. "Oh. My. God." I stared.

It read That's What She Said. I wanted to cry. "Lee, oh my God! D-do you see that?!"

I turned and smiled at him. I ran over to it, "Do they have it in your size?" he asked.

I bent down to look through the pile, and was crushed, "NO!!!" I looked up at Lee, my heart broken in two. "All they have is medium, large, and extra large." I said.

"Maybe the medium.."

As he said this I held the medium shirt up to me, it was huge. "Yeah, no." I said while looking down at it.

Bummer. I really was in love with that shirt from first glance. So, I went with the Where the Wild Things Are shirt. Not that I had to 'settle' just, I was disappointed that I didn't even have the choice to have the other one. Sucks, and it still makes me sad.

Anyways, after Hot Topic we had to meet my mom. It was time for me to leave, sadly.

So, we headed for Macys to meet my mom, and when I was giving Lee a hug he whispered, "That lady behind us.."

"Yeah, I know." I said while laughing.

Her boob was showing. It was pretty gross. Perfect ending to a good day (:

After the mall, I came home, changed, and took a nap. Woke up to LOTR, Lord of the Rings. I was pretty excited, and you know what's even better? 300 was coming on after LOTR. So, at this moment I'm watching 300.

I love this movie so much. After this I will more than likely talk to Lee and Nikki then head to bed.

Nothing special.

Person of the Day;

Jee(Lee);

He is one of the best guys you'll ever meet. He may annoy you, or make you mad, but it's all in good fun. You just need to have a good sense of humor to hang out with this kid. He is amazing and no one could ever replace him. He makes me laugh all the time. Everything he does makes me smile, even when I feel like sh*t. He is the most thoughtful guy I've ever met. He knows me like the back of his hand. We are like the same person almost. Just, I have boobs and he has.. male parts (: He is truely someone I could trust with my life. I love him so much. And Lee, thanks. Thanks for being there for me, always.

I love you Jee! <3

Sorry there isn't a Daily Mom Story. Surprisingly she didn't do anything funny or stupid. I was kind of disappointed.

C'mon mom, we have people to entertain!

Oh, and Carlos I hope you're not sore too long :/

Lovee yaa

seventh day

Oh, Apple you don't even know how your laughter taste so sweet.

- Joe Brooks

[ me gusta Carlos (; ]

My day was pretty good. Nothing really special. I woke up and my mom had made breakfast. I was pretty excited about that. I talked to Mara pretty much all day, man I miss that girl. Once it was around lunch, my mom and I went to my little cousin's car wash. Her basketball team was raising money. We were only there for about 20 seconds before my mom noticed there was a Lowes near by, so after we got her car washed we drove over there.

Warning; Daily Mom Story

As we walked into the flower part of Lowes, my mom began to smile, "These are so pretty!" she said as she touched all the flowers lightly.

I laughed and followed behind her. I'm pretty sure that my mom could spend days in a flower shop. She would be perfectly content with just having a room of flowers to look after and her Bible. "How long are we going to be here?" I asked her after awhile.

"We won't be here long." she replied. "I know that you don't like being here, but once you re old you start to love flowers." she stated while examining some flowers.

I laughed, "Okay mom."

We kept browsing the fowers for awhile, till she was almost done, "Are we do-" she cut me off.

"Oh look at those yellow flowers!" she exclaimed happily. She walked over there and I followed, and sighed.

"Oh look, these are six dollars." she said it like it was a bargin! Six bucks for a plant? But obviously, this was some amazing deal to my mom. She started to look at the plants that she picked up earlier, "I think I'm going to get these yellow ones."

I looked at the ones that she held in her hand and the yellow ones, "I like the ones that you got first better." I commented. They were a mix between orange and red.

"But these are six dollars!" my mom whined.

I looked over my shoulder at the table where the red-ornage flowers were, "And those are only two." I laughed.

She looked over at the other table, "But.." she looked back at the yellow ones, "these are six."

I looked at her for a second, really? "Yeah, six is more than two."

She started couting out how many red-orange flowers she had, "Two, four, six.." she muttered under her breath, "I'm getting these!" she held up the red-orange flowers with a smile of victory on her face.

Good job mom, you did fourth grade math. I'm proud..

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Besides that, I was in bed all day. I finished homework and read some. Nothing special, like I said.

So today..

Lee and I decided that we are going to make Laundry Island, and evertone will get underwear hearts. Thanks Flapjack for the idea (:

Well, that's basically it for my day. Sorry it was so boring :/

The End!

S!Xth DAY

... and 360 more to go

Today was a pretty stinkin' good day. First period was Wellness, and this guy, Sam, was playing the guitar before class started. I was totally hypnotized. I'm a sucker for a guitar.

Second period was boring. I mostly talked to Alan and Adam., my only source of entertainment in that class. Had a few laughs, but the teacher seemed to keep bending over in mine and Brionne's face. I think she likes us a little too much.

Third block was art, and it was okay. Mario wrote poop on my arm, and it looks like poop. He drew dots in the middle of the O's..

"Mario, did you just make the O's into boobs?" I asked, disgusted.

He looked at my arm, "No! You pervert! Those are eyes!"

I looked at them again, "Uh, no. Those are most definitely boobs." I confirmed while I moved my arm away from him.

He looked at me for a second, his face confused, "Okay Melissa."

4th period we took notes on religion, and then we went to the pep rally.

The Pep Rally .... was okay. Nothing special. We couldn't boo the freshmen, and the cheerleards didn't do the 'Are You Proud' cheer. They did make fun of the school we are playing. Our mascot, the bobcat, beat up their mascot, a mustang. We also had some cheerleaders dress up as kids from their school and we booed them. A lot.

The bad part about the pep rally was Gabriele and I basically got sat on by five other people. It was intense and stinky. The band was playing a song that obviously everyone loves, and people in the Sophmore section began to hit and jump and fall down. Turns out, all those people were behind Gabriele and me.

I hear people saying 'ow' behind us, and I turn around slowly, "What the.." right as I'm facing the huge group of boys behind me they fall. Almost all of them, at once. "Gabby! Watch out!" I say as two of them come tumbling towards us.

We scream and get pushed. "Oh my God." I hear Gabriele say.

We both are sitting on the floor of the stands with about three or four other people on/around us. Teachers are yelling at the boys to stop, but they keep yelling and cheering. Boy have I missed Overton pep rallies.

Daily Mom Story(With a Splash of Dad.) ;

I hear my door open and my mom is sitting on my bed, waking me up as usual. "Meling," she cooes my nick-name, "it's time to wake up." she starts to scratch my back.

I yawn and smile into the pillow, ahh back scratching. "Okay." I whisper.

She continues on, "It's six.." and I tense up. Six? It's six in the morning? I only have, maybe, twenty minuets to get ready.

"What?!" I sit up and look around the room. What do I need to do first? I climb out of bed and run towards the bathroom.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry!" I hear my mom chanting behind me. I ignore it. There is no time to be upset.

I start the shower and grab my tooth brush and tooth paste, I have to double up on things today. I get everything I need done in the bathroom quickly, and run back to my room.

"Do you want anything to eat?" my mom asks meekly while she pokes her head in the door.

"No, I'm good." I say quickly. She tries to protest, that I must eat something, but I tell her I'll eat at school.

Finally my dad and I leave for school, when he looks at his dashboard, "I need gas." he says softly.

I roll my eyes, you have got to be kidding me. I'm going to be late to school and you are worried about gas?! Where are your priorities man? "Okay." I reply.

He pulls into the gas station, and let me tell you, he takes his dear sweet time at the pump. "Really?" I mutter under my breath.

Finally we leave the gas station, and we are on our way to school. I get there just in time for first period.

How about them apples!?

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Person of the Day;

Jason Mraz (:

I love his guitar playing skills. I love his lyrics. I love him. His songs make me happy, and I think I could listen to him for hours upon days on end. Lately I have been obsessed with his song, Higher. I can't get enough of it. It's really sad actually, but I just can't stop listening to it.

Anyways, I've just been thinking about Mr. AZ a lot lately.

Well, looks like my blog is going to be done for tonight because I have a football game to go to. I don't think I will post about it tonight. I'll be sure to talk about it in tomorrows blog (:

Anyways, ciao.

WE WON OUR GAME!!

17-12 , that's what's up!

[p.s. I love Karnalito R.]

DAY FiiVE!

You know what bothers me?

Not knowing the whole number of pi.

When I can't find matching socks.

When I ask for a Frosty, and they ask me "Chocolate or vanilla?"

Bad teeth.

Homework that I don't understand.

When people are mad at me for no good reason.

When people are mad at me, period.

Liars.

When someone tells me that they love me, but in the end you know they don't.

Quote for today: "Love is when you give someone the chance to destroy you, and trusting that they won't."

I thought that was a cute little quote, but anyways, I had another boring day.

School went by in a blur. First block was English II Honors. Had a test over our summer reading, and I know that I did bad. I'm pretty upset with myself, but that's besides the point. Second block, orchestra. Boring, boring, and even more boring. We got a new song, beasted at it, that is all. Third block was geometry. Oh Coach. He is the best teacher. He is the only reason I enjoy B Days anymore. That and my lunch. I get to see Annie, and she is absolutely amazing. Anyways, third block was pretty good. I had to 'tutor' Slader and Austin. They obviously suck at math, but who am I to talk? Well, fourth block was awful. I hate Chemistry. I wish that I didn't have to take science. I suck at it. Worse than math. Worse than singing. I suck more than the world's best sucking machine. That's how bad it is.

Anyways, as you can tell my day hasn't been exciting. I really want something to happen. A fight at lunch. A horrible rumor about someone I know. A love triangle. Something. Anything!

Well, I guess it's time to do my ..

Daily Mom Story;

This morning my mom made muffins. Blueberry muffins. Now, I like muffins, but I don't like fresh muffins. I'm weird, I know. Well, she got them out of the oven and put some on a plate for my dad and me.

"Do you not like them Melissa?" she asked me while taking a bite of hers.

"I do, but I don't like fresh ones." I stated while taking a sip of my milk.

"You don't like fresh ones?" my dad asked from the kitchen. My parents laughed a little, but dropped the subject of me being weird. As if.

"I like when my muffins are fresh. I like it when they are soft too." my mom commented. "Do you, hon?" she asked my dad.

He nodded, "Yeah, and these are really good. Thank you hon." he put his plate in the sink.

"And I like it when they are kinda crunchy. Are mine crunchy?" she asked him, her look hopeful.

He licked his fingers, "No, not really."

Her face looked shocked and hurt, "Well, I like it crunchy on the bottom, I mean. Are they crunchy on the bottom?" she asked him again.

He shrugged, "Eh, I guess. You ready to go Baby Doll?" he turned to look at me. I laughed lightly. My mom was begging for compliments on her food.

"They are great muffins." I said as I stood up.

She smiled brightly, like a little girl, "Thank you!"

My mom went back to her normal self, and kept on nibbling on her muffin. I guess everyone needs to be thanked every once in awhile. It's good to be recognized for good things you do.

So, I suggest everyone thank people today and everyday. You might just make someones day (:

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Side Note;

Whoever invented this 'Girl/Boy Code' sucks. Just because I talk to someone you used to go out with, DOES NOT, let me repeat, does not, mean I'm planning on going out with them. So, chill out and calm down.

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Oh; this is what I live for

Slader:i absolutely love you for teaching me math lol

This is why I want to be a teacher. (:

Except, not in math.. in English.

Like Nikki, I'm going to have a person of the day.. even though she has three people, but that's besides the point. Yesterday it was Nikki, today it is going to be...

ANDY:

So, I met this kid awhile back ago. About three years I'd say. I met him over WoW, World of Warcraft. I was in his guild, but then we left and made one that was called 'is Awesome'. If you know anything about WoW you know that that is a pretty cool name. Well, ever since then Andy and I have been pretty close friends. He is always there to when you need to talk to someone and hes super funny. Andy used to make some really kick-butt improv stories, here is a snippet of one of his old ones.. "gold, it was a gold painted nail clipper. My nails were a bit long, so i decided to use it, but then a flying turtle yelled at me, "Then i kept walking, with the nail clippers and turtle soup, when i ran into nikki and melissa, I said hi, and they said hi, and i gave them the soup, and they ate it, but then complained about how their talking pet flying turtle was missing." You see, Andy is like the sunshine on a cloudy day, and when it's cold outside, he's like the month of July. Because he is hot, not warm, hot.

Andy, I love you a whole bunch. [one day we will watch The Covenant with each other!]

Andrew: the only solution
go to home depot
and
get some acid
and pour on him

[By the way; I love Carlos and Lee too!]

The End :/

day 4our

Day 4our.

Three hundred and Sixty-One more to go.

School seems to be going by fast. The classes seem to zoom by, especially when you have great people like Marshall, Slader, Austin, Mario, Brionne, Adam, Gabriele, Jackie, and Alan in your class.

Block uno wasn't anything special. We played volley-ball. The big, competitive, testosterone filled boys against the smaller, pathetic, timid girls. Now, coach told us that whoever wanted to play could, and me being a Mc(rest of last name) had to play. We are all competitive. Wether it be about Monopoly, grades, or just who is the favorite of my dad's, me.

Back to the point, it was the girls against the guys. And let me tell you, we had about six girls playing compared to their oh, I don't know, ten? Not to mention they had Sam on their team whos serves scare the heck out of me! So, we played. The game was on, and we weren't doing half bad. We all took turns serving, but then it came to me. "Oh, my turn?" I asked timidily.

I had served before, and I never thought I was any good, "Yeah, go on Melissa." I heard one of the girls say. I took the ball and looked over at the other side of the net, Sam smiling at me. Challenging me. I could almost hear him saying, "C'mon Melissa."

I held the ball out infront of me and hit it. I hit it hard, and it went over the net! That's all I was looking forward to, but obviously it did much more. It went straight towards a guy and he missed it. We had gotten a point! Everyone on my team cheered, "Good job Melissa!" I heard Seble say to me.

I smiled, "Thanks!" The other teamed passed us the ball again, and I got another go...

About ten points later and I was still serving! The faces on the guys faces now seemed annoyed. I knew they were thinking, "How is this little girl beating us?!" I smiled at each of them, that's right boys, the girls are winning.

I got to serve a few more times before the boys finally got the ball back, and it was their turn to serve again. We played a little longer, but in the end the girls still won. Sweet, sweet victory.

Say hello to my kick-butt volleyball skills!

Second block, Marshall danced. And boy did he dance a lot. "Hey Melissa, can you do the pancake?" I hear Marshall ask me while I'm translating my Latin work.

"No." I say before I look at him. "Can yo-" I see him trying to do the pancake.

"I can't either," he is still trying to dance, "but I swear I'm going to be the best dancer at this school." his face is so serious.

"Okay Marshall.."

Third period was boring, plain as that.

Fourth block was okay. Did actual work, boo.

In the least, uneventful day.

PERSON OF THE DAY;

My bestfriend. My sister. My better half. Nicole.

She is amazing. I know this is probably the first time I have mentioned her in my blog, but hey, I'm one busy gal. Nikki means a lot to me, and I hate that she ever doubts that. She means the world to me, and I can truely say that she is my bestfriend. It has been 4years&1month since we became best friends, and we are still going strong. Nikki is someone that has changed my life in so many ways. Through all the drama, she was there. Throuhg all the tears, she was there. Through the laughter and almost peeing on ourselves, she was there. And to the best of my knowledge, she will always be there. Just how I will always be there for her. In short, I care about this girl a lot. I love her to death. No matter how much we fight and say that we hate eachother, we know that we will be close forever.

Nikki is my FAFA (:

"I'd laugh if she was like 'uhm, I don't'."

"Well, I don't, but that's besides the point."

"They are hairy as a jungle and dry as a desert!"

"The bed white snow leopard!"

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side note!

CARLOS EST MAGNUS!

For those of you who don't take Latin, that says "Carlos is great!"

Because, well, he is. And I will keep reminding you of this. Every. Single. Day.

By the way, I love him (:

So; Funny things my friends say

Lee: You better say sir to me!! Cause im your pappy(: cause i make you scream oh pappy every night!!! :D

Alan: Would you tap that? Yeah, with a stick.

Marshall: Hey, hey, hey! You know Tupac?! Yeeeeaaah.

DAILY MOM STORIES;

My mom: Look at the cute cats!

Me: That's a dog.

My mom: Melissa, look, those cats are so cute!

Me:.....That's a dog.

My mom: A dog?.... Oooohh, that's a dog!

The end of day 4our!

day three!

My day sucks today.

I just can't seem to do anything right.

- Mrs.C totally ignored me during class, and I didn't understand the lesson. FAIL

- Ms.B got mad at me because my violin didn't have a fine tuner. FAIL

- Lee's text made me feel boy crazy. FAIL

- Alex was/is upset with me. FAIL

- Mrs.M's brownies sucked bawls. FAIL

Why does my life suck so bad?


Besides that, my day was okay. Had school today, and it went by really fast. First period we went over the Old English worksheet, and I have to admit that I suck at it. I don't know how I'm going to be an English major. Mrs. C wouldn't listen to me or my question, so I just gave up. I think my only highlight in first period was hearing Marshall and Fredrick talk about Gaylo, uhm I mean Halo.

Second period wasn't that much better. Ms. B got mad at me because she gave me a violin that didn't have a fine tuner on the D string. I'm sorry that you are the stupid one, Ms. B. And the only thing that made that class fun was Nancy and her white-girlness and Brady. Brady could make my day any day. He is beyond funny, and he pisses off Ms.B on purpose (:

Third block was my only good class, and mind you, it wasn't that good. Coach talked on and on about how we can't boo freshmen at pep-rallies anymore. That. Is. Crap. On a brighter side, I lost mt voice. I love when I loose my voice, and obviously so does Austin.


"Hey! Austin!" I tap his desk repeatedly.

He looks over at me, "Yeah?" he gives me a weird look. You get used to it after awhile.

"My voice is all raspy! I'm loosing it! Yay!" I grin at him.

He laughs at me, "Most people hate when they lose their voice. You are a weird kid Melissa." he shakes his head at me while turning his attention back to the worksheet.

"You know I sound cute." I state before getting up to turn in my work.

So, I didn't totally lose my voice, bummer, but it has been getting raspy. I've been trying to talk a lot, scream, and sing. Anything that will make it go raspy for a long time. I love when my voice is like that, and well, it hardly ever gets like this. Obviously God doesn't want me to be happy. (Just kidding, I know he wants me to be happy.)

Well fourth period wasn't that fun either. I hate taking tests. I especially hate chemistry tests. I'm not good in science, so I don't know why I'm in honors. Yeah, we had a test. The writing part was easy enough, and she gave us brownies. And I know a lot of you are probably be like, 'Oh that's not too bad!' but they sucked. I took a bite and almost let it drop out of my mouth. It was like she molded poop to look like a brownie. Worst. Brownie. Ever. True story.

side note*
I love Carlos; Carlos R: i was lookin forward in reading ur blog, but u havn't made one yet

Carlos R: as soon as i got home i went to ur blog. haha

He is obviously my number one follower (:

Have I told yall about Lee? Oh, I have? Well, have I told you how his dreams make me laugh? Oh, I haven't? Hm...

Well, check it. He had a dream about us and other people going to visit homeless people under a bridge. While we were there a girl tried to rob Lee because he had money on him. Silly, silly Lee. Who brings money when they go to visit homeless people? Anyways, he kept calling out to me to help him, and I told him, direct quote, "ONE FU**ING SECOND!!"

He replied with "GET YOUR FU**ING ASS OVER HERE! SHE IS TRYING TO ROB ME!!"

And me being the awesome friend I am, came over there and kicked her in the back of her head.

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Mom's Daily Section:

"Mamma, the people who made the Barbie movies obviously don't know how to count."

"Why?" she asks, not really paying attention.

"They made their own version of the Three Musketeers, but there is four of them." I say while laughing.

"Okay?" she gives me a confused look, "It's supposed to be four people anyway, right?" she asked.

I started at her for a moment. Was she serious? I just told her Three Musketeers. Three, mom, three. "Seriously?" I ask her. I can feel the laughter building as she gives me this serious face.

"Yes..." I begin to laugh and she joins in, "Whaaat?" she asks, still laughing.

"It's called the Three Musketeers for a reason." I reply.

"Ooooh!" she says after a thoughtful moment.

Yet again, more proof that my mom kicks your mom's butt.

day dos!

Commercials and Moulin Rouge are my best friends (:

Friend request; accepted!

I love that commercial. I think of it anytime I get gum out of my mom's purse, or anytime I get gum, period. I think the little containers they come in are pretty cute too. What's with girls and small things? (Oh, I know all my friends will be taking that in a perverted way. I love yall!)
Anyways, my day has been pretty good. I was up until all hours of the night talking to Carlos, who was in fact helping me delete my messages on myspace. And let me tell you, we needed about three other people to help us. I had about 600 PAGES of messages. That means about 16000 messages in my inbox. I also had twenty-four unread messages scattered around in there. Yall must be crazy if you think I was going to go through 16000 messages just to find twenty-four of them, so I deleted them all. Yeah, and it took a lot longer than it should have :/

Hm, after I talked to Carlos, he's the best by the way, I had to hit the hay. [how carlos is the best; Carlos R: if i had ur cellphone, i'd be telling him, you weren't being a little pussy, u were being a big fucking hairy bombay pussy]

There wasn't school today but I still had to wake up kind of early to be able to get ready to go to the mall. My mom was making me go hang out with some of her co worker's daughters. And obviously my mom thinks I'm shallow.

"So mom, what are they like?" I asked her while getting dressed.

"Oh they are really nice." she says back to me.

I shrug, "Okay, but I mean, what are they into? Or do you not know?" I try again, trying to at least get a little information about these girls.

"Oh.. well, I'm sure they like the same things you do. I mean, you'll like them... they are pretty!" she says while smiling at me. I bust out laughing.

Does she really think that I am that shallow? "Do you really think I'm that shallow? That I can only be friends with pretty people?" I ask, still laughing.

"No no no! I was just saying..."

Again, my mom rules.

At the mall...

-Waited for about 30mins for Alisa and Zoe.

-Saw Lee, we chilled.

-Told him about 9995438953 times that I was going to punch him in his face.

-And..

Well, you know how when you are walking around the mall people always try to get your attention to see you stuff, or maybe it's just at our malls? Anyways, one of them tried to talk to us, shocker. "Hey, you wanna buy (_product name here_)?" a less than enthusiastic saleswoman asked as we walked by.
Now, I always feel bad for ignoring them, but there isn't really anything else for me to do. So as they ask me this I shake my head no and try to give an apologetic smile, all the while thinking 'Wow Melissa, you're a mean person.'
"I hate that." I say once we are farther away from the saleswoman.
Zoe nods her head, "I know, me too."
"I always feel like a total female dog when I just ignore them, but.. I don't want to stop and listen to them try and sell me crap."
Alisa and Zoe both start laughing at me. Hopefully not because of my stuffed-up-nose voice. (I think I sound like a little boy.)
"Yeah I know. I really hate it when those Chinese people try and give me massages." Alisa comments... right as a Chinese person comes up to us.
"Yo wan to twy ouwr back-a-rubb?" she asks us, accent thick as can be. I hold in my laugh while looking at Alisa. We shake our heads no and keep walking.
"Wow, ironic." I say while laughing.
Great way to start off the day at the mall.


XXI: Alisa and I saw these vest things that looked like you just draped a full sheep over your shoulders. I think we laughed for about 5 mins. straight. "Yup, we are gonna be sheep for halloween!" "Haha, yeah! Baaah!"
Pac Sun: Cute cute cute cute cute stuff. I want to walk in there one day and buy almost everything. Lee was gonna buy me something, but I changed my mind. "Melissa, you are so frustrating!"
C Ruse: UNDERWEAR! That is all I have to say about that. "Why can't you just tell me?!"
Spencers: Best. Store. Ever. The shirts are amazing, mount and dew me, my personal favorite. The hats, even better. I mean, they have Ninja Turtle hats! And the other stuff is just hilarious. "Melissa! Melissa! Look! It's boobs, you have to get me that."



So; good day (:
GOOD:
- No school.
- Met cool new people.
- Got a Marvel shirt, sweater, and underwear!
- Not as sick as yesterday.
BAD:
- Still sound like a little boy.
- Starving.

Goods ftw brahh (:

Side note; Happy Birthday to Andy and Ericka! Andy is one of the most amazing people you will ever meet. He is so funny, and I love him to death. And Ericka.. oh Ericka. I could write a song about this girl. She can always make me feel better and she always smells good, mmm (:

[I'm really starting to think that it is Every Guy Hate Melissa Day!

:/ FML ]

day one

I'll be writing once a day, every day, for a year.

(Pride and Prejudice & Halls are my best friends.)

I hate being sick. My nose feels like it will spontaneously com bust any second, my head is pounding, my throat itches, and my body is stiff. Everyone keeps telling me to sleep, take medicine, or drink a lot of water. I've been sleeping almost all day. Medicine is not an option, and I'm so tired of drinking water. It makes me have to pee too much. I want to go sit outside with my book, Pride and Prejudice, and maybe go for a walk. I hate being sick, and I don't hate many things.

Anyways, Day One has been a pretty bland one at best. Although one of my best friends Lee bought me a book. He is one of the most thoughtful guys I have ever met in my life. I really do love this guy. Yesterday we were talking about books. Books I wanted to read, books I have read, just books. He asked me why I haven't really bought books, and well, frankly I don't know. He asked me what book I'll be checking out next, and I said Wuthering Heights. He comes to church today with a present. I wasn't expecting a book. Maybe a bag of cough drops, but not a book. He is the greatest, true fact. When I opened the present I was so excited. It made me forget that I was sick, even for a little. I must say, I have some of the best friends ever!

Well, besides church, I haven't really don't anything. Sleep, eat cough drops, and read. Read, read, read.

Pride and Prejudice is a good book so far. I like it, a lot. Although I don't really like Mr.Darcy, but maybe my opinion will change. Can't wait to start Wuthering Heights. I heard that it is a really good book.

On another note, my mom is probably the funniest person I know. She says the dumbest things that make me cry with laughter. I wish she would have a video blog. People just send her questions and her give her honest to God opinion about these things, or her just talk about our cats. She hates our cats.

Ah our cats. My mom's arch nemesis. But there is one cat that she likes. Baby Cat, or Spaz. A couple months ago Baby Cat was hurt. Her back legs wouldn't work, and my mom and I nursed her back to health. My mom always had a soft spot for hurt/sick things. Well, today, Baby Cat was sitting on the dinner table and my mom got mad.

Now, my mom is awful at telling all our seven cats apart, so she had no clue it was Baby Cat.

Baby Cat jumps up and the table and my mom gives her a dirty look, "Hey, you, get down!" she says while jumping at her. Attempting to shake Baby Cat's confidence.

Baby Cat doesn't move an inch. She stares back at my mom, challenging her. "Meow." Baby Cat finally says.

My mom stands up now, and Baby Cat makes a mad dash through the kitchen towards the stairs. My mom isn't far behind, spoon in hand.

Now I start to panic, Baby Cat is going to get hurt! "Mom! Stop!" I shriek, but she is waving the spoon at Baby Cat now, aiming. "Mom, it's Baby Cat!" I repeat this three times, but then I hear a bang. She threw it. She threw her spoon at Baby Cat. I look around and see Baby Cat run out, thankfully unharmed. "Mom!" I say again.

"Whaaaat?" she asks innocently. Like she was the victim. Baby Cat trots down the stairs, victoriously.

But then my dad chimes in from downstairs, "What was that?!" I hear him shout at us.

Quickly I call back before my mom, "Mamma tried to hit Baby Cat with a SPOON!"

My mom shoots me a mean look, "Tattle tail." she whispers at me harshly.

Tattle tail? Tattle Tail?! My mom just called me a tattle tail. See, she is the best.

-END OF DAY ONE-