Small Note

Sorry for not being on for a while.
I can promise you all a post on how dependent society is on internet once I get back.
No promises I'll have internet access for a long period of time. I have a nor'easter coming up. I just went through Hurricane Sandy, and it's my 9th day without power. The nor'easter Athena that's coming up probably won't help any...
Probably won't have power or internet at my house for a long time.
Yes, that means I'm posting this during school. First period, to be exact.
I promise you all a nice, long post on my realizations, especially those on internet, that I have come to during this period of time without internet.

-Melody
     -This is ME
          -Who are YOU?

Sigh Syndrome

I think that's what the doctor called it. Sigh Syndrome. I sigh a lot, and someone with it says they yawn a lot, too. I'm gonna be taking meds for it over spring break. Not fun. Especially with what my mom says I'll act like. The doctor says there was nothing wrong with my breathing, and they're examining my blood(ick. I hate blood tests!). I'm supposed to get an X-Ray so they can look at my lung too. I don't know when my mom is gonna schedule it, though.

On the bright side, the days I was absent from school while my mom was trying to schedule me an appointment are excused. Yay! Now I get to chill out the rest of the day. Joy! Because of the days spent absent, I'm already up to Chapter 15 on the fanfiction I am writing for Ouran High School Host Club.

At least it doesn't look like I have asthma. I mean, inhalers would be troublesome.

-Melody
     -This is ME
          -Who are YOU?

Doctors

Ick. I hate doctors. If anyone reading this is a doctor or is related to a doctor, don't take it personally. It's just, I never really saw one before I needed shots for eighth grade year. And now my mom has scheduled me an appointment to check my asthma.

You see, even if I don't have a serious case of asthma, my mom was told that I had it when I was, like, born or little or something. I don't know. Anyway, it's been hurting me when I take deep breaths and I cough after doing something like laughing or something like that. I've never been active before I started school, so it never bothered me. Now I'm having problems breathing in deep, which will be troublesome for me since I'm in chorus.

Anyway, that's all there is. So, I'm missing two days of school. I was supposed to skip only today, but then the doctor refused to see me. Great, huh? And I have to worry that my science teacher will be upset since I was supposed to stay after today. Her only other day to stay after is tomorrow. I'm supposed to correct my test(the grade isn't that bad or anything.) and I haven't gotten a chance to. All the students except me have corrected them.

Well, I guess you can post your opinion on doctors. My opinion is this: I dislike regular doctors, dentists, and psychiatrists(I'm uncomfortable talking about my feelings), but I love eye doctors(which is good since I have an appointment after school Monday. My eyes have also been bothering me)

I'm falling apart, huh? :P

-Melody
     -This is ME
          -Who are YOU?

Valentine's Day

Okay, so I know Valentine's Day is tomorrow, but I really don't think I'll remember to post tomorrow.

So, in my eyes, I hate this day. It's not that important. Yes, people express their love for one another and it's very iconic. However, I hate it. I lived my life homeschooled, so I guess it may be because I'm used to getting my annual box of chocolates from my parents and then doing whatever I want. Last year I didn't get any valentines, so I was okay with it still. I mean, I got one from a girl in my class since she was giving them to all her friends, but that's it. This year, everyone is saying a certain someone will give me something. I am not looking forward to it. I just want to skip school tomorrow... :(  Sadly, I have to make up a science test after school(my teacher must really dislike me...but I have to makeup two geometry quizzes that next day)

Ah, but I am happy for those who enjoy this day. Enjoy it, wear pink and red and white and all that. If I have it my way, I'll wear blue or yellow. Even so, I came up with this hairstyle I like, so I may wear it with my red sweater dress and heart earrings. Fuuuuun.... [Not]

Oh, but I am looking forward to the valentine my friend is gonna give me! She said mine has FunDip! Yay! I love that stuff! So, that's something to look forward to at least. Why not tell me your opinions on this day? I hate it, as you've learned. So, why not tell me what your opinion is? <3

-Melody
     -This is ME
          -Who are YOU?

Stress

Okay, so I may be a LITTLE bit over stressed. Okay, a lot. My mom, sensing this, brought me home early from school. I have had pounding headaches since Monday, a stomachache as of last night, and my eyes have been bothering me since Tuesday of last week. Now I'm watching my sister and typing this blog while relaxing. My mom told me I could do anything I want EXCEPT school work. She said I'll be punished if I touch anything having to do with school. I want to look at the curriculum options for my Sophomore year, though. That way I can decide what classes to pick tomorrow when we make our selections.

Other than that, I am thinking of freeing my mind by making AMVs/MMVs, posting old videos on YouTube(they are LONG overdue), editing the Monster High Operetta review my sister did and posting it on YouTube, and designing the Facebook page for my parent's new business. FUN!

*starts to sing the F.U.N song.*

Haha, Spongebob. As luck has it, I only know "F is for friends who do stuff together, U is for you and me. N is for anywhere and anytime at all down here in the deep blue sea!"

Anyway, I guess I should tell you that, if possible, I would love for people to post their ways for dealing with stress. Mine is making lists(I'm using the Vera Bradley journal a friend got me for it. I have 5 lists!) and drawing. The drawing doesn't even have to be of anything, just a line.

See Write to y'all later! [Haha, said y'all like the true Texan I am!]

-Melody
     -This is ME
          -Who are YOU?

A Random Thought

So, I've been commenting on the blog of someone. I really enjoy talking to this person. And, when I think about it, I found out just something that I've been thinking for a while. It's about a dream I had. (And yes, it includes elements from the anime Bleach)

In the dream, many kids from my school died in bus accidents and bombings, though there is no war here where we live. When I came to, I knew nothing of my previous life. I went to a man for help, surprised to find myself speaking Japanese and English, as if both were known from birth. He offered me to stay the night, and when I woke up I was being pulled off to the Soul Society's Soul Reaper Academy. After a while, I become a skill Soul Reaper alongside many characters I had forgotten about but knew during my time alive, such as Renji Abarai and Hitsugaya Toushiro. One day, while in Rukon district, I found a best friend of mine, a girl on my bus who I hate, and a girl on my bus who announced to everyone on it that I had never had a crush on someone. They could only speak English, but I communicated with them easily enough. They were shocked that I didn't know them, especially since one was so close to me while I was alive and had died of old age. Then, after helping bring back my memory, I came upon a boy who had confessed to me during the first semester of Freshman year. We talked and he helped fill in more blanks. Eventually he asked if I would change anything if I could. I told him no, because who I was when I was alive makes me who I am.


Now, that dream really had an affect on me. And I was especially creeped out all day since I had been having this feeling on the bus the day before I had the dream that something big was going to happen. I have it now, too. I just don't know what it is. And, even though I believe it is childish to think so, when I penny fell out of my pocket two/three times and landed on heads each time, I felt as if it was a sign that whatever is coming won't be all bad for me.

Now, the basic affect of the dream was this: Who we were makes us who we are. We shouldn't want to change that. And, without reading the blog I've been commenting on lately, I wouldn't have clicked to this.

Before I leave you, I would like to make the goal of this post for you to comment and tell me of something you believe in, a time when you felt like something big was going to happen, or just your thoughts on my beliefs(both the something happening and the who we are one).

-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?

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?

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