Monday, July 18, 2011

Burn, baby burn.

WOW. It is hot outside. The kind of hot where all you want to do is sit in your house by the nearest vent. Seriously, people. The past few weeks have been in the upper 80s. And that doesn't even include the heat index (which is what it ACTUALLY feels like with the humidity.). It's crazy. Anyways, besides the heat I've had an amazing few weeks! Summer is already half over, and I'm sad about that. But I'm looking forward to the new adventures that are coming this fall.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Busy bees

 I'm really starting to enjoy this summer. It seems as though we are busy and not busy at the same time. I wake up in the morning with nothing to do, just hanging out in my pajamas until I get a call or text from someone asking to hang out. Unconsciously, I have been filling up my summer days, with summer-y things, and I really love it. Things like going to the park, getting slushies, have picnics, going to the beach, spending time with people you never get to see, driving to a "bigger" city and going shopping, going to softball games, and eating popsicles outside in the grass. The nice thing is we still have two months of summer left too! Exciting, I know.
One of my best friends and I hanging out at a softball game.
Doggy kisses!
Beautiful ladies.
Fun in the park!!
Sean and I over-looking Lake Winnebago, on a beautiful sunny evening.
Some good family and friends socializing at my older brothers graduation party.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Goodbye

It's so hard to say goodbye. To anyone really. But it's even harder when it's someone who is so so close to your heart. Tomorrow one of my best friend moves to Portland, Oregon. What ever will I do without him? Without seeing his smile, and hearing him laugh. My heart hurts. Of course I wish him the best of luck over there, but why does he have to leave? Why does anyone ever have to leave? Tears roll down my cheeks as I write this... Sigh... Goodbye friend. I'll never forget about the memories we have shared. Keep me close to your heart, because you'll always be so close to mine.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Friday, May 27, 2011

Hurting

My heart hurts. A lot. I'm so sick of school, and I'm ready to just be done, but at the same time I like this way of life. It almost seems as I'm starting to get in the groove of things. All of the sudden everything is going to change. It will be summer. People will change, move on, and start a new beginning for themselves. One of my friends who is an upperclassmen, told me that freshman year is always uncomfortable. Then it comes to Sophomore year, and you're starting to get in the swing of your high school life. Then Junior year hits, and you get a bunch of stuff in your face like colleges and such. Last but not least is your Senior year. You know, the year when everyone asks you "So.. What are you going to do with the rest of your life?" The typical question that a Senior gets asked. Actually, even my friends and I get asked that. It's ridiculous, really. I just don't want things to change. I want to stay right here. Let's freeze time!

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Mrs. A

So I keep up on Mrs. Anonymous' blog. I check every, to every other, day to see if she updated anything, posted pictures and/or videos, and just to keep in touch with her life. A friend of mine reminded me that I hadn't blogged in awhile, and so I thought maybe I should. At least for the people who do read my blog anyways. Because I know when there's nothing new to read on Mrs. Anonymous' blog I'm let down. Not because she's someone spectacular or amazing or anything. Simply because her writing style is beautiful. It's perfect and elegant. Someday I hope to blog like Mrs. Anonymous, but until then.. I'm signing out. Me, Melly.


Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Tired

I'm tired. Really really tired. There is less than four weeks of school left. I'm sticking it out, but I can't even begin to describe how much my heart wants summer. Not because of the weather, or even because school will be done, but just because i can take things slower. Enjoy life. Everything comes in season, and this season too shall pass.