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We go way back

Today at church I was feeling kind of nervous. It was my first Sunday at this new church, and I was thinking that I wouldn't know anyone there. At first I was really nervous, but then I noticed a face. He looked familiar.


It was Spencer, a friend from 8th grade.


He came over and we talked a little bit. The youth pastor then started to try and intoriduce me to him, "Spencer, I see you've met the new girl."


"New? Oh, I've known her for awhile!"


The pastor looked back at me, "Whhattt!? You already know people!"


I laughed, and then class started.





After class, a man in his 20s walked in. He was showing off his new tattoo.


"Whoa! Josh, that's so cool!" I looked over at him.


Josh, I know a Josh that looks kind of like him. Then he looks over at me, and gives me a weird look. Josh?

"I think I know him." I whisper to Spencer.

"Josh? How?" he looks at Josh then back to me.

"He played ball with my brother, and graduated with my sister." I look at Josh again.

He is looking at me, and the smiles. "Melissa!"

I smile back, it is him! "Hey! Josh!"

The pastor looks at me wide eyed, "You know him too?!"

I smile, "Yup." Josh answers for me. He walks over to where I'm standing and gives me a hug.

"How?" the pastor asks.

"I've known him since I was about five." I state simply.

"I graduated with her sister." And was a cheerleader, I added in my head.



I love knowing people when I'm at a new place. It makes me feel special when I'm known haha.

Hey you

A month or so ago I went to a confrence for only girls. It was talking about abstience, and I've always planned on saving myself for 'the one'. My only reason was because I was a Christian, and it was just something that we did.
Well at this confrence the speaker gave us more reasons to wait for the right guy. The guy that you wanted to spend the rest of your life, as if that wasn't enough for me.
So, she went on to give us demonstrations and examples.

She told us how we shouldn't let a guy treat us like a paper plate. We are like that fine china. The kind that you only use during special occassions. Special stuff. She began to show us a paper plate. Something that you use once and the throw away. She stressed that we are worth so much more than that. More than a one time thing. Don't let a guy use you and then throw you away.

Then, she went on to give more examples. There was one that I really liked though.
"Now girls, close your eyes. Picture the guy, and I mean THE guy. The one that will be your husband. The one that will be the father of your kids. Yeah, him. Now, picture another girl sleeping with him."
A lot of the girls in the room gasped.
"Yeah. Not a good feeling. So, you don't want him messing around with other girls now. I doubt that he wants you sleeping with another guy either."

I loved that example. I think that sealed the deal for me.
I want to be a virgin for my husband. I want him to be the only man I'm ever with like that. Ever.

That's for you, future husband.

Deck The Halls

Today, Nikki and I went to the mall. It was pretty fun, but we were there for about four hours. We were going to walk to the theater that was near the mall, but all the movies there we had already seen.

Anyways, while we were at the mall we went into Electronic Express. We looked around for a little bit, and she even bought something. Anyways, while we were in there, a keyboard caught our attention. We began to mess around with it, and it didn't sound too good.
But then, suddenly all the keys made new sounds. I held down a key that made this really cool beat, and Nikki started to play other keys. After awhile some employees came by. I looked up and smiled at him, what did I get in return? The hugest smile I've ever seen and a thumbs up. Thanks Electronic Express guy.

The people that work there were really.. friendly. While I was there with Nikki, a lot of the guys working there would just stare at me. Not even trying to hide it. I would turn away quickly and just look down. I'm still a little confused and scared.

Anyways, another cool thing that happend at the mall was that we saw Santa! He was walking towards the area where you get your picture taken with him.
"Whoa, it's Santa!" Nikki said excitedly.
I look up from my phone, "WHAT?!"
"Yeah! It's him!" she points straight ahead to the man in the red suite.
"...Lets get him." I say seriously.
She starts to laugh, "Oh yeah, lets go!"
We both start fake running towards him, "WHERE IS MY PONY I ASKED FOR 5 YEARS AGO!?" I yelled.


Friends? Silly child, best friends.

Hangin' and what not

Today I was listening to the radio, and it was talking about 'regifting'. It was saying that it's bad, but not always.
The exception? HD radio.

I kept listening to how they said that you should regift it. Then I started thinking. Isn't regifting when you give someone the same present that they gave you? Yeah, I think so.

But, anyways. The commercial was saying that we should share this gift of HD radio. Regift it, but if they gave HD radio don't you think that they'd have it too? I don't know why I thought so long about this, but it was justkinda bothering me.

Anyways, today I went to my old church with my dad and Lee. We all used to go there, but it seems that everyone was excited to see me and my dad. I went to that church since I was really young. It was like my second home, and sometimes I really miss it. The people there all know me, and are really nice. I always feel loved there. So, while we were sitting in the sanctuary people kept coming up to me and my dad to say hi. I got a lot of hugs and smiles. A lot of people asked how we were doing, and some even thought that we were coming back to that church. Funny thing is, Lee was sitting right next to me and no one said a word to him. No one said 'hey, we've missed you' or anything along those lines. We were laughing at that.
"Hey Melissa!" a little old lady said to me.
I turned in my seat to face her, "Oh! Hey." I smiled at her.
She reached out to give me a hug. She kept on talking, and didn't even take a second glance at Lee.
Once she walked away Lee looked at me , "I don't think anyone even remembers that I went to this church." he said.
I laughed, "What can I say. Us McKinney's just made a big splash when we were here." I smiled.

Which is kinda true. My family went to that church for awhile, and people knew who we were. I don't want to brag, but if you went to that church you knew who we were. There were just certin famalies that you just knew.
The Turner family.
The Parish family.
The McKinney family.
The Barnett family.
The Knox family.
And so on and so on.

I take that back

Yesterday my dad and I got in a fight. Well, not really a fight. It was just him yelling at me for no reason really. Obviously, I'm ashamed of his driving. He screamed at me yesterday afternoon and is still mad at me to this exact second.

So yesterday someone pissed him off in my school's parking lot, and he followed them home. I was a little scared. He would go really fast and stop right before he crashed into the back of their car. It was really scary, so I didn't say anything while he was doing this. I just sat there and looked out the window. So, we followed this car for a good while before we went home.

"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah..." I kind of trailed off and turned to look at him.
He stared back at me, "You aren't talking much."
"Well, yeah." I looked at the car in front of us, we were still behind them. "I just don't see why you're mad at this guy." I said finally.
So he explained that this dude was flicking other people off in the school parking lot. Other people. Not us, other people.
"Oh." I said while dropping the subject. It was awkward to talk about, and I didn't know what else to say.

So we get home, and he doesn't get out of the car. Usually when we come home he comes inside to get something to eat. Well, not yesterday. He just sat there staring straight ahead. I got out of the car, and he peeled out of the driveway. I thought that was the end of it, but then he came back in the house.
"MELISSA!" he screamed for me.
I walk back down the stairs, "Yeah?" I reply.
This is where you insert cuss words and his long speech about me not having the right to be embarrassed with his driving. He also trie to threaten me with 'my car'. I had to laugh at this one.

First of all, he is threatening me with a car. His exact words, "You can forget about your car!"
My car?! No! Not my car, Daddy! I love my car! I can't live witho-
Oh wait, hah. I DON'T have one! I don't even have my permit! Try using a threat that would work. Example; my phone or computer. But my car? Dude, I'm not even 16 yet.

Second of all, he said that I don't have a right to be ashamed of him. Well, really I'm not ashamed. I just don't know what to do or say when he gets like this. It's not that I'm ashamed, but more so that I'm scared I guess. Anyways, he said that I don't have a right. Really? Because I'm pretty sure that everyone is entitled to their own opinion. Just because I can think for myself now doesn't mean that I'm wrong for thinking differently than you. That's what irks me. I'm not his five year old daughter anymore. I can think for myself, and I have my own thoughts about things. He can't make all my decisions for me, and I think he needs to realize that. I'm fifteen.

So, today when I was walking outside I was hoping that someone else was picking me up from school. Maybe my mom or sister, anyone but my dad. I checked my phone, and I noticed that I had a text message from my sister.
"YES!" I yelled. Her text said that she was picking me up today. Thank you, Baby Jesus.
I felt like saying 'You're welcome' to all the cars I passed. They wouldn't have to feel the wrath of my dad's awful road rage. Keeping the streets of Tennessee 'crazy-white-men' safe. You are welcome, people of Nashville.

Not cool.

I don't like him right now.
I don't want to be in this house.
Get me out of here, please and thanks.