Christmas Spirit

If you celebrate Christmas, allow me to wish you a Merry Christmas! If not, ignore what I said.

So, today is Christmas Eve. What am I doing during it? I'm sitting on the computer while my parents visit my older sister in the hospital. Even before my sister was in the hospital, my family has been calling me Scrooge. The reason?
Christmas songs have started to annoy me. I hear them nonstop. Especially "All I Want for Christmas is You"! I have officially started hating that song because it won't stop playing! Is it my fault that I get annoyed easily?

Well, I know this is a short post, but I really don't want to be posting when my parents get home(or my sisters get downstairs. :P) so I'll log off. Before I go, though, you can post whatever you want in the box(like your opinion on this post. :P)

So, MERRY CHRISTMAS(if you celebrate it. If not, ignore that)

-Melody
        -This is Me
                  -Who Are You?

Arguments

So, I'm pretty sure I did a post on fighting with friends, but this one is strictly for siblings. This is because of a fight I just had with my younger sister. I'm not saying names or which sister. I am above that. But the fact is, I like to forget about a fight after it happens. My mom believes there should be a "talk" about it. Used to, it would end with us holding hands for a couple minutes(I hated that. My sister's hands always got sweaty, no matter which one). I believe that, in the event of the fight, someone should let those fighting fix it themselves. If htye stay mad, so what. I'm still mad at one of my sisters for refusing to let me on the play station 2 when she wasn't even going to touch it. Talking didn't fix it. It probably won't fix this.

I don't want to express the details of the fight, but it did end up with me hurt(not saying how or what type) and I probably won't forgive her for a while. Even though my mom wants to have a "talk" about it, I don't. I won't be happy and I'll end up crying. It's how my body works. I don't know why. But the problem is: I can't stop my mom from making me explain everything.

What if my sister and I figured "Oh, we can be mad all we want because mom will help patch things up." What about when we grow up and get jobs? If we fight then, our mom won't be there to help. To make it worse, we won't have any experience to help us do it ourselves. I wish people would consider that.

Anyway, please post your view: solve problems for children or let them solve it themselves when they're teenagers/preteens? Optional as always.

Oh, and please note that I probably won't be able to post every night(as you've probably figured). I'll try my best for at least once a week, though. More if possible!

-Melody
     -This is ME
          -Who Are YOU?

Views on Society

I am so sorry that I did not post for an entire week. I meant to, really, but my stepdad was on Call of Duty and I'm not allowed to cause lag. Let's talk about this topic since I don't want you to think I'm just making up excuses.

I was supposed to write a paper on my views on a certain topic. I had a list of topics to choose from, and I was originally going to write about society. I found my views were not enough for a page and a half, so I switched to aging. Yet I want to write my views on society anyway because of the book we are writing it for, Tuesdays with Morrie.

In my eyes, society is very messed up.  I think that it could be better. The government wants to "protect" kids from what is happening out in the world. No, they want to do it overall. So, they allow kids to cuss and yell at their parents, but the most that the adults can do is ground them, take away their cell phone, or remove Call of Duty for a month or two. Why? Because spanking a child is now child abuse. I'm only fourteen, yes. However, I think that spanking should be allowed. Don't think I'm for child abuse, but I know that if I was at risk of a spanking every time I lied or did something bad, I would never do it. Why? Because just the thought of the pain would scare me.

When my mother grew up, she would have liquid soap put into her mouth when she cussed because there wans't bar soap at her house. It was the worst thing ever, I imagine.

My math teacher actually told me that she got slapped the first time she cussed. But she never did it again.

So, why is it that they want to protect children when the child won't learn from the protection? They'll just do bad things again. Yet it's the government's choice. I think it should be the parent's choice, but whatever. It's not my place to speak. I'm just a fourteen-year-old freshman waiting to turn fifteen in January.

For this post's goal, why not give your view on society? I could have gone on for a while longer, but I don't want to annoy you. And remember, it's always optional!

-Melody
        -This is Me
                -Who are You?

Apologies

So, I know I haven't been on and posting for a while. I'm really sorry. I would've posted yesterday if I didn't have company over. However, I did. So, yeah, sorry. I was also going to post on Halloween, but I never got the chance since I had company over then to. I know it sounds like excuses, but it isn't a bunch of them. It's the truth. And I really have been meaning to post again, but the marking period was nearing its end. It ended Wednesday and I had two tests that day.

So, how about I tell you this: I'm posting a post that says it was supposed to be posted on Halloween so that you can see what I wanted to post about that day. Nothing serious. But, yeah, that's that.

So, this post is about apologizing. Why? I think that, if someone apologizes you should believe them and accept it so long as they explain what happened and try their hardest not to let it happen again. That's what I'm going to be doing. But it's going to be hard.

For some reason, people apologize and don't mean it. Other times, they do mean it and the person that they apologize to is too angry to forgive them. I know what it's like. I was so angry at one girl for insulting my friend Alice* and refused to forgive her. She cyberbullied and made fun of Alice's* singing, saying she had no talent. She even had the nerve to do a prank call, though it was horribly done. Well, when she apologized to my Alice,* she accepted it. And even to this day the girl acts like nothing happened, though Alice* and I still hate her. I mean, I personally disagree with Alice's* forgiving her, but it's not my place to put in my opinion. I think the reason I hate her so much is because even though she apologized for insulting Alice's* singing and cyberbullying her, she never apologized to me after posting "Can you say fail?" and "Fail!" on my YouTube cover. I mean, her younger sister even told me that she(the sister) had removed the comment because of how mean it was. I blocked the account, but the girl never apologized for it.

That's why I think that if she had apologized I would have forgiven her, so long as it didn't happen again. But for some reason, she didn't. And she posted rudely twice when I decided to give her a second chance and not block her YouTube account. Needless to say, I removed the comment and blocked her account(I wouldn't have mind the comment so much if it wasn't from someone who claimed it being "constructive critisism" and doing it twice while denying that they did it. I mean, I was okay with it until I learned it was from someone I knew.)

So, that's my view on apologies. I'm not sure if you agree, but please be sure to tell me your opinion and maybe tell me of a time that you apologized and were/weren't forgiven, or that someone apologized to you and you did/didn't forgive them. It's optional, as always.

-Melody
          -This is Me
                    -Who Are You?

Halloween

Hey. So, I probably can't fool any of you, right? Well, I'll just tell you. This is technically being posted on November 11, 2011. I'm just saying it was scheduled for Halloween. :P

Anyway, I wanted a short post that's a break from goals and all that. It's supposed to be about Halloween costumes! ^.^ So, basically I want to know what your Halloween costumes was! If you have a picture and want me to upload it, I'll put it in a page with any other costumes I get. I would post mine, but I don't think I have a picture on the computer. :P

I was a Broken Doll. I applied baby powder to my face and painted cracks with acrylic paint. I tied my hair up in a messy fashion with ribbons and wore a white T-shirt I had painted. I also wore red leggings, jean shorts, and a pair of simple tennis shoes. I had so much fun painting my face. Since I wasn't going to wear my glasses, I painted a crack over my right eye since it crosses without them. I figured the crossing would add to the look. ^.^
I love Halloween and still have some candy in my house(tootsie rolls, crunch bars, etc.) My stepdad even bought me two bags of candy corn. It had original, pumpkin-shaped, and chocolate flavored! ^.^

Well, I love Halloween, even though I don't trick-or-treat. I believe in stopping at the age of 13, and would have stopped last year if I wasn't in a strange new state with two younger sisters that wanted to go. Besides, no way was my mom going to get me a Halloween costume if I just wore it to school.

So, what were you for Halloween? It's optional as always! ^.^
-Melody
          -This is Me
                    -Who Are You?

Lies

Have you ever told a lie? I have. I've told many. And I'm pretty sure you have to, whether you admit it or not.

Anyway, I have the belief that humans are natural born liars and really good at it, rather they know it or not. Without realizing it, a person may tell a lie to a best friend or a family member. They may so, "Well, I don't know what happened to it," when they are, in fact, the one that lost it: They just don't remember. I feel that their brian knows that they dislike getting lectured, and it secretely pieces together the fact that they lost it with the fact that they hate getting in trouble. So, it hides the information from them so that they can't remember.

That's what I think happened with my leggings that I lost. One of my sisters is lying, whether they know it or not. One of them are responsible for the loss of them.

Anyway, my I'm afraid I don't have much time. I've got to read, put my bird to bed, print out my current even(due next Friday for my biology teacher, but I don't want to leave it on the printer again), and prepare for tomorrow. And all before ten o'clock(and it's 8:24 already...)

So, for today's goal, please say a lie you told. I'd prefer that it's not one that you can still get in trouble for(I'm sure I have some of those that I forgot about) but rather one you got found out about. And you can explain how it felt to lie and(maybe) get caught on it.

-Melody
          -This is ME
                    -Who are You?

Procastination

So, I have to study for two tests tomorrow. One is a geometry test(and I have to remember the difference between Converse and Inverse) and the other is biology(food webs...)
So, I'm putting it off until 9:00. Until them, I'm gonna play Sims 3. :P

That, my readers, is a prime example of prorastination. I'm worried that I'll end up falling asleep during the time that I spend reading my science textbook. Another example is as follows:

It was time for us to create an Italian project for our end of course project. All we had to do was create a powerpoint or poster on a famous Italian. Mine was a writer, I think. But anyway, the truth of the matter is that I waited until the last weekend to make it. So, it turned out sloppy, I didn't follow all of the directions(as much as I hate to admit it). So, I suffered. I wasn't the only one, but I did a horrible job overall. And I hate when I do less than I can on a project.

So, there's another example. And during that time, I suffered.

Are you a procrastinator? Well, why don't you tell me of a time when you procrastinated and suffered the consequences? Maybe someone will learn the horrors of procrastinating after reading all the other stories(if anyone posts)

-Melody
         -This is ME
                  -Who are you?

Fights with Friends

So, me and my friend were in a large fight today. I didn't talk to her from first period until the end of the school day. I was so mad at her. Why? Well, here's the story...

I woke up at 5:30 as usual and finished preparing for school half an hour before I actually had to leave. So, I started to joke around with my younger sister Mary. We were joking about ways to ruin our dad's life if he took costudy of us from our mom. I had been joking about it to one of my friends yesterday, and she had helped come up with some ideas. Feeling in a good mood, I texted Alice* about it.
Rofl. Becky and I are figuring out ways to ruin my dad's life.
She sent back a text saying we shouldn't joke around about that since he was our only dad. I was thoroughly shocked since she was well aware that, if he got his way, I'd be in Texas.
So, we spent the time until I got to the school arguing. At that point I said I was through talking and I wasn't going to listen to anyone defend him.
Once I finished getting things from my locker, Alice* and I started arguing over it again. I was unable to grasp why she would defend him when he was cruel and wanted to wrench me and my sisters from our lives in New Jersey. So, I refused to talk to her even through homeroom. I just stared at the clock despite her effort to get my attention by sitting next to me. I was mad and unwilling to compromise.

It's horrible to fight with friends. I know that I'm not sure if Alice* and I will ever agree on my wish to ruin my dad's life if he ruins mine by making me go to Texas. But I know that we shouldn't fight. I know we should just agree to disagree.

So, as the goal, I'd like you to post a time when you fought with someone close to you. Whether a sibling, a friend, or someone else. And tell if you made up or not.

That's all.

-Melody
           -This is ME
                      -Who Are You?

An Act of Kindness

Okay, so you may have noticed that I didn't post over the weekend, nor did I post Monday. Odds are that I won't post on weekends, as it'll be my big break. I'll probably only post on a weekend if I missed a day the previous week. So, if I can, I'll post to make up for Monday. The simple reason that I didn't make a post for Monday is because I had company. The people that came over enjoy playing Gears of War with my stepdad, and if you lag them you ask for punishment. So, yeah, Blogger's out of the question on those nights.

So, today we started putting together links for Rachel's Challenge. We basically wrote down something kind we did or something kind that someone else did for us. So, why don't we make that the theme of this blog post?

Something kind I did for someone...

There is this girl in my science and gym class. I didn't really have people to talk to, so I started a conversation with her. No big deal. Okay, I'm lying. Starting a conversation with anyone is a big deal.
The reason I see this as an act of kindness? I learned later that she went to a different middle school than almost everyone else in the high school. So, she knew very few people. I was the first person to talk to her since she left her old school.

Now, if you want something kind that someone did for me...

I was the "new girl" in the intermediate school. I knew NO ONE. I was lost, alone, and, quite frankly, scared. I didn't want to be here. I wanted to go back to Texas and return to home schooling. I didn't belong in a public school.
I still went to class. I still got up every morning. Yet at lunch every day, I sat alone. One girl at a large table. People sat with me once, but that's only because a set of guys stole their table. Other than that, I went back to being alone.
One day, two girls walked up to me. "My friend told us you're new," one said. And they introduced themselves. Then they returned to their table. That one greeting made my day.
Later on that week(or was it the next week?) one of them asked me if I wanted to sit with them. I accepted. Sitting with people I didn't know was better than sitting alone. That lunch period was extremely happy for me.
The next day I was ushered over again, and I sat with them. I was so happy that they had offered me to sit with them. And, before I knew it, I was looking forward to lunch.

Now, the people at the table may have forgotten the entire thing, or they may think "No big deal." But to me, the new girl from way down south, it was a big deal. And that's why, even though I left the table so I could sit with my friend from Science, I always look back fondly at that moment where I was invited to sit with them.

Now, why don't you tell me something kind either you did for someone or that someone did for you? That's this posts goal. It's completely optional, but I'd love for you to participate in it like I would love you to participate in all my other posts.

-Melody
        -This is ME
                   -Who Are You?

Goals

We all have goals. I, for one, have many goals. My current goal is to write a story with chapters that reach over two pages long, an interesting plot, and detailed non-Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu characters. I'm currently working on one called Wilted Rose. However, I have yet to figure out the cause of the setting(it takes place during the apocolypse. Like, almost everyone is dead). All I know is that almost everyone died when they watched a meteor shower that somehow was viewable all over the world. Those that did not see it(like Lily and Mike) are part of the Survivors. The main problem? I don't know what exactly caused those that watched the meteor shower to just die.

Another goal I have is to learn HTML/CSS/XHTML so that I can design webpages for money. I'm starting to get the hang of it, but the complex stuff is starting to kill me. Plus, I can't Drupal open! (If anyone that is skilled with a computer is reading this, do you have any idea how to?)

If you want to hear a future goal of mine, how about that of mine being a seiyu? That is a Japanese voice actor. I want to start by working for FUNimation here in America(I think they only have a building in Texas, though. T.T) and then I'll eventually move to Japan. But it has to be after my bird dies, which will take a while. But I'll get acting down by then! I mean, I think I do a pretty good job reading out the part of Annie Sullivan in The Miracle Worker. But I'm not bragging. I have no way to tell if I'm really that good...

Well, anyway. I know this post is short, but I don't want to be writing when my stepdad gets home(we may be going to T.G.I Fridays! ^.^) I would like your goal for this post to say at least one of your goals. That's it. Simple, right?

-Melody
       -This is ME
                -Who are you?

Try

So, we did the high bar in gym today. I knew that I would probably fail, but I had to try. Turns out that I would do more than fail. I would also pull a neck muscle. I was excused from doing the high bar again. So, my friend thought we should try the balance beam. I had fallen off before I even stood up on the first day, and at that point gym was over. So, I did it. I was didn't want to, but I decided I'd try. Sadly, I pulled another neck muscle. Don't ask me how I manage to do that, I just do.

Both the high bar and the balance beam are examples of where I tried and failed. Yet there are times when I tried and did good. And sometimes you think you failed, but you had a good experience and passed something. Take my younger sister Mary as an example...

Mary is more shy than I am(though at this point she has many friends in school). I would never expect her to do something like go on stage. Much less with one person. Yet she is going to do just that for Forensics if they get enough judges(so volunteer Ocean Township Intermediate School moms!) and she'll do it with only her friend there with her. One person. I'm so proud of my sister and how, even if she forgets a line and stumbles, she still would have tried. Going on stage is a tremendous thing for her to do. So, she'll pass in doing that. She won't fail.

Now, for today's goal I'd appreciate you all telling me a time when you tried or a time when you're going to try. It doesn't matter if you passed or failed. As long as you tried. Heck, even I tried and failed more than the times mentioned above. So, please do it! It's not mandatory, as I've said before, but I would appreciate it.

-Melody
      -This is ME

-Who are you?                                                                                          

Regrets

So, today I didn't really do much. I took many pictures, all of which inspired me to perhaps pursue a career in photography. (I want as many careers as possible open to me in case I can't find a job in one) So far I am looking at photographer, lawyer(though it's REALLY low on my list), website designer(I'm studying HTML and CSS now), writer, and voice actor for anime(Japanese Cartoons)

Well, what you may or may not know is that I am someone who remembers something for a long time after it happens. So, if I have a regret I need to speak my mind. I have one regret that has bugged me for an entire year. Yeah, I have the memory of an elephant.

So, I'll tell you my regret and, as my request for this post, I would love it if you could post what your biggest regret is. Go ahead, put an asterik(*) next to names you changed so as to conceal privacy(I'll do the same thing since mine includes people from my school) And remember, it's optional to do this.

My biggest regret occurred last year. I was sitting on the bus on the ride home, not socializing since it was almost my stop and I was quite new at Ocean Township Intermediate school(I was a homeschooled Texan, what can you expect?) I was never good at socializing and I didn't have many friends. My one friend was Alice*. We had one class together and talked every morning. I was really happy to have her as a friend.
Anyway, on the bus ride home some girls from my neighborhood were talking about Alice* in front of me. They were talking badly about how she sung. Since I was never good at socializing, I was also bad at standing up for myself and others. And I had only been in public school for a while. Not really enough time to gain a backbone. So, I didn't stand up to them and tell them to stop making fun of her behind her back. I wanted desperately to tell them to stop, and I had a sick feeling in my stomach as I got off the bus. I had failed to tell them off(I don't cuss, so I would have just lectured them, I guess)
You would think that I would be okay after the end of last year when they were making fun of her original song. I told them to just shut up about it already. When they replied "No!' I called them what I had been thinking of them since near the beggining of the year.
"Snobs!" I shouted at the three.
Yet at the start of this year, the girl that was making fun of Alice* while she was in my grade acted as if nothing had happened last year. As if they hadn't talked mean of her on Facebook and behind her back. Yet I know that I won't forget her and I will forever have a burning fury towards her because, even though Alice* forgave them, I won't ever forgive those that hurt my friend.

Guess it has a happier ending towards the end, but the point is that I regret that even after an entire year. I can't help it. I regret everything that happens that's bad. And if I don't tell someone, I'll have it on my chest forever. I have an elephant's memory, as I've said before. So, I think it'll be good to get this out of my mind...

-Melody
-This is ME

I am HERE

I know that my free-write blog isn't well known, and it's obvious that I won't get a lot of readers right away. I know I may not make a difference for millions like Anne Frank or Rachel Scott. But I want to try to make a difference for at least one.

Today we went to an assembly where we learned about Rachel Scott and Rachel's challenge. I even signed a banner for it(though I can't remember which "C" I put my name in). But that assembly inspired me to make a accept the challenge. Yet I want to create my own way to make a difference, whether to millions or just one person. So, I think I'll write my ideas on this blog almost as if it were a journal. I know I can't easily get my ideas to Ocean Township High School, where I am currently enrolled as a Freshman, but I do know that I can get them somewhere. And perhaps the person in that place is open to hearing my ideas.

This is a small request I have for those who are viewing this blog at any time. It doesn't matter whether it is right after the blog is posted or ten years after it is posted. But please, take the time to do this. If you are reading this blog, post "I am Here" with anything else you want to post. You can post insults if you want, but I won't remove them or talk down to you about how hurtful it can be to some people. You can also post words of advice and what you think I did well in this post. But know that it also isn't mandatory. I have no controll over what you do or don't do. I have no controll and will not look down upon you if I ever meet you and learn that you did not do it. I have no controll over you and neither does anyone else. Embrace that and accept it.
Every post of mine will have a theme like this. I'd enjoy seeing who is willing to go along with the theme. ^.^

Thank you for listening to my blog so far. I am so glad that you took the time to read this. You have no idea how much joy this brings that someone is reading it. Even if you don't post "I am Here," I won't mind. I'll still have joy because somewhere inside of me, I'll know that someone is posting.

Oh, one more thing. If you want to post something that you think would be an interesting topic, send me a message or leave a comment. I know my next topic will be regrets, but the rest is up to you. ^.^

-Melody
-This is ME