:: August 21, 2003 ::

A few night ago, Noel and I got into a fight. About work. Who was going and who was staying home. NOEL BIT ME!!! Right above my knee. Here's some pictures of the briuse from where she bit me. It was worse. It was really dark purple and crayon red around the sides. But this is what it looks like now:

:: August 19, 2003 ::

Well, well, well. Look who's back!! Me guys, me!! I originally wrote this long ass thing about silly stuff. But I'm lazy.

Wow, Rowe was the most amazing experience ever. Ever. No lie. I'm going to reunion and I'm going back next year. I'm signing up as soon as the papers come.

I'm not sure how to explain this place. I just can't. The way I was embraced into the Rowe community so quickly was so incredible to me. Never had I ever felt so much acceptance and love from such a large group of people. I felt so good about myself. I accept myself now. Who I am. The choices I've made. The way I look on the outside. On the inside. I love it. The "Rowe spirit" is pumping through my veins. But I'm afraid that it'll be hard to feel this way when school starts. When the pressure is on to be a good student, to look good, etc. etc. etc. I think that I'll be okay though. And if I need to, I'll call a Rowie. Simple as that, plus long distance charges :) I'll be fine I'm sure. At least until reunion. Then I think I'll need another fix. I'm so going to reunion. Even if I have to fucking walk there.

Another reason why I feel this way is because of the other people from camp. They're so true to themselves and just absolutely incredible. That inspiried me and taught me that I can be that way too. I don't have to hide from myself and from others. That is a good thing.

I just had a blast. Staying up all night, spending that time becoming closer to new friends, watching people stumble around after a ride in the BFB (big fucking bowl. and yes it was huge). I loved watching people play their guitars and such. One staff member, David, had a mandolin. I loved it so much. One day, we were talking about music and I said I played the violin. He told me that a mandolin had the same tuning as a violin. So, one night, I played his mandolin. I loved it so much that I told my mother I wanted to start playing. She's buying me one for my birthday. Go team!!! Now to learn some patience and everything will be good :)

I forgot to put my blog address on my Rowe yearbook page. I really wanted people to stop by and leave a comment every once in a while. Hmpf.

Anyway, so yes in general, Rowe was phenomenal. Yes, there were some rough spots, but it's all good now and I'm almost fully recovered. Sage, how can I thank you for telling me about Rowe? Wait, I know the answer. Why did I even bother asking?

If you want to hear stories, I'm willing to share. Just ask, or we can all hang out someday. We need to do that. Then Sage can be there to help me with my deteriorating memory. We need to have a party.

So what's it been like waking up from a three week dream to this harsh reality? It bites. I want to be back at Rowe so badly. Three weeks doesn't feel like enough now. At camp I was ready to go back home. But I think I took Rowe for granted in a way. I don't think I realized that after three weeks that it'd be gone for a whole entire year. Not to mention that a bunch of people who were here this year might not be back again. I just have to remember all this that I'm saying when Rowe comes back again next year. That three weeks really doesn't feel like enough time. Ahh, Rowe. How I love you so. I'm posting pictures. For you and Rowies I might tell about this site.

I have a lot to do now. I have to finish "Revenge on Emo Kid" and complete my art project. I think I may draw the Keswick Theatre. I've always liked that building. Plus I have to turn seventeen on the 29th of August :nudge nudge, wink wink: and actually I'm not looking forward to it. Just another step closer to adulthood. I'm getting jittery and the idea of getting older. Pretty soon I'll have to graduate high school, watch everyone leave, get a career, and fend for myself until the day I die. I don't want to lose you guys. I'm afriad of that. So, so afraid.

I learned to knit. Need a sweater or a scarf? Talk to me. I'm learning to crochet too.

ATTN: My new Screen Name is -- :drumroll: WhosYoPapaDukes. Thanks to my fellow freak of nature, Dylan, from Rowe. He's my partner in crime. We wrote on Sage when Sage was sleeping. On his arm we wrote 'I bob for boner!!' on one of his legs we wrote 'I love muff diving...mmmm...' and on his other leg we wrote an arrow pointing up and said 'Stick it in my vag.' Ahh, only with Dylan. He's a good, crazy friend. Anyway, he said "Who's Yo Papa Dukes?" a lot. I promise that I won't change it again for a while. I just get bored quickly. Sorry guys :)

"This is all." - Alice Goldfarb, my big sister at camp :) Oh how I miss her so.

Posted by Melissa | 7:22 PM |

:: July 26, 2003 ::

Oh man, oh man. Rowe is tomorrow. I'm flippin'. I don't think it's hit me yet that I'm going. I'm really slow like that. My new experience phobia has kicked in hardcore. Example of my new experience phobia is when I went to Italy. A week before I left I DID NOT want to go at all. I didn't think I was going to like it and there was just no way that anyone was going to convince me to get on the plane. But after my dad yelled at me saying that he and my mother put way too much money towards it, I had to go. I always end up enjoying myself a lot. The same thing happened before going to Abington. I refused to go. But I didn't want to go to college or get homeschooled, so I went. So far they've been the best two years of my life.

Gah, the last three days at work have been so fun. Ronnie is the best. She makes the day go by so fast and I love when she teases my dad. It's hilarious b/c everyone else at the shop gets in on it. And my dad asked me one day, "They all think I'm crazy, don't they?" I just sat and didn't reply. My dad's so depressing. The man's never happy and is always so miserable. I think he needs to see a coundselor.

But anyway, Ronnie knows Sage's number now. So "Sagey," when we get back, expect a lot of calls from her. Just randomly during the day. She also thought that it'd be cool if we came to their house for the day to babysit Erika. I mean when they need a babysitter, you know. Not any time soon. Oh, we don't have to cook dinner for your mom, I decided. It's just she loves cooking and cooking for other people. She's a silly bum.

I'm going to miss everyone at the shop a lot! They're my second family. Oh wait, my third. My second family is the family that took me to Italy. I love my Italian Mama, Susanna!!

This'll probably be my last blog before I go. I'm sorry but I don't think I'll be able to finish Emo Kid before I leave. But if I get everything done by tonight, I will try my best to. Because if I try to finish after being away from it for three weeks, it'll lose it's greatness. Oh my gosh! Larry (Emo Kid) saw it!! I cracked up!! That stupid idiot hates me, just as much as I hate him and now he hates me more. So I hate him more. Stupid Emo Kid :-P But don't worry to those who like emo, I never said I didn't like it, because I do like some of it, I just don't like Larry ^.^

Today I need to finish packing, go outside, and then go to CVS or the mall. Probably the mall. But whatev. I'm still kind of worried I didn't pack lightly. I got everything I need in one bag and then some other things in a really tiny bag, but that about it. Plus my sleeping bag and pillow. No, I'm good, I did a good job.

I'll miss you all dreadfully. True that! The time I've spent with you guys has made this summer great. Have fun the next three weeks and don't do anything stupid, that's all I ask. And thanks to Toni and Kelly for stopping by :) It was a nice surprise for me! And Jen, when I get back I would like to hang out. But I like hang out in groups of people, lol. So we can get a crew together and have some fun.

Ryan, Hannah, Almaeda, Nate-Nate, Ben, Jen, Sancho, and whoever else reads my blog (I think I got everyone and of course Sage, but I'll be with him for three weeks), I loff you guys. You all are crazy!! But I love you to bits and pieces. I'll see you when I get back.

Posted by Melissa | 10:36 AM |

:: July 20, 2003 ::

Hi guys. It's been quite a while since I last blogged for real. But nothing much has really happened. My dad's such a bum. I missed a full week's worth of work b/c he was on his goddamn boat. Stupid smut. And he bought a Waverunner. Jesus Christ. He buys a Waverunner and gives my mom $825 every two to three weeks or so in child support. We should be getting at least $825 a week. I really hope I'm going to college, dad. My summer job is not paying for it, stupid!

My mom recently told me that when he cut the lawn, if the lines from the wheels weren't straight he'd cut the entire thing again. He organizes the food in our shopping cart and memorizes the signs on the road. He hates when things get old and wear out. He hates it! That's why he very rarely uses a lot of thing. Example: His toys like his car. Stupid toys.

Anyway, that's all that's really on my mind right now.

Oh yeah Emo Kid numbers 2 and 3 are up. Go watch. Okay bye, I need a shower. And some coffee. Maybe some coffee, I don't know, we'll see after my shower.

Posted by Melissa | 10:31 AM |

:: July 15, 2003 ::

Yeah well...I got the first part of Revenge on Emo Kid finished, so instead of tomorrow, I'm posting it today. I'm too excited. I'm so proud of it so far. And what I have coming up is pretty good too :) Not to brag, but I'm usually not happy with stuff I do, not matter how ridiculous it is :)

Here's my Revenge on Emo Kid page. Right HERE. Enjoy. Comment on what you think. Although, it may be a little fast, but I was judging it on how fast i could read it and whatnot. I tend to take my time. But if it goes too fast, I apologize. But it play continuously, so you can watch it as much as you want ^.^ Go team!!

Posted by Melissa | 12:36 PM |

:: July 14, 2003 ::

Posted by Melissa | 5:31 PM |

:: July 13, 2003 ::

So tired, so bored, and so burnt!!

I'm not all that white anymore. I thought after three years that it was time to let my skin see the light of day and boy it did. But my legs look really weird. My thighs are really red and there are small slivers of sunburn on my shins. My legs are so stupid. Stupid poopie heads-in-a-butt.

I've also decided that it's time to get a bathing suit. And not just any bathing suit, a bikini. I've been thinking about it for the last two weeks and i think i will. Oya.

My life so boring right now. It's because it's summer time. When school starts again I have a good feeling that I'll be all sorts of fucked up. ^.^ Go team!!..............Okay maybe not all sorts of fucked up.

Lately, I've been getting into the Beatles again. I mean, I'm not saying that I wasn't always into them because I've been a hardcore fan since I was 8 years of age, but I've been appreaciating (sp? wtf ever) their music a lot more. And what really sucks is that in my head I view them as the young ones they were back in the 60's, when in real life two are dead and the other two are old and grumpy millionaires (okay maybe not paul, but does anyone get that grumpy vibe from Ringo?) It's okay, the media sucks. I understand why...sort of. I haven't experienced it for myself, and I'm not hoping too, either.

The Beatles are supposed to be immortal. It makes me wish that I was a teen during that time. I hate that a majority of the groups/singers I like have overdosed/died of disease or accident/are old and wrinkly.

Would anyone like to join me in front of my house Nov. 29 and Dec. 8 when I hold candle light vigils for George and John? Anyone? I'm doing it b/c after 23 years people still hold them for John but not George. But I do realize that John died suddenly and brutally. Sad, very sad. But George died of brain cancer. That's really bad too. Well, I'll be out there in the middle of my sidewalk. I'll have hot chocolate because I'm predicting it's not going to be warm and happy-flowery late Nov. early Dec.

I'ma stop talking about the Beatles now. What do you guys think of them? I feel that teens these days don't appreaciate what music today has stemmed from. Like Larry. Lead singer of Noel's band. HE HATES THE BEATLES. And I know a few of you have heard me vent this, but it's the Beatles. They shaped music as we know it, and don't disagree with me b/c deep down in your heart you feel it!! I'm going to have to talk to that boy. Maybe smack him around a little bit. Nobody disses the Beatles like that. Noel told me what he said about them. I can't remember exactly but it was along the lines of "unoriginal, bland, really boring, and that it all sounds the same."

Fuck you, Larry, if you ever read this :) You shouldn't be in your band until you can respect your roots and then the roots of your roots and so on and so forth.

That's why Ryan is the ultimate music fan. He's a Bach fan. That's the Baroque era. That's ghetto stuff right there boi. Ha ha ha, no but Bach is the man, the ultimate composer, if I do say so myself.

I said I was going to stop talking about the Beatles and I didn't. So now I will. Good night.

I wish you sleepover giggles and unicorn dreams!!

All you need is love.

Posted by Melissa | 11:11 PM (MAKE A WISH!!!) |

:: July 12, 2003 ::

Found some new blogs!! I linked them.

Anyway, I love Nutella. Mmmmmmmmmmm :9

Noel leaves for camp tomorrow and I have to work all week next week. Well, maybe not. Who know. Ryan, I WILL get you a job there.

Guys, I drove for the first time Thursday night. It was so amazing. When I get back from Rowe, my mom said I can get my permit and stuff. And the greater thing is that my great-uncle Ed owns a Volks-Wagon dealership!! What's great about that is

1) I need a small car. I was trying to drive our van and my legs are too short. I was using my tippy-toes to push the pedals down. Making it harder to control the acceleration/braking.
2) I <3 Volks Wagons
3) My uncle Ed knows about everything my dad has done to my mother, sisters, and I. Meaning it'll be easier to get a nice little car. He sent my mom money for Christmas presents the first Christmas my parents split up. My dad refused to help her with the presents.

So, I think I've got a good chance to not have a crap-ass car!! And plus, I picked up driving real fast. I just need a smaller car. Man, if I can't drive a van b/c of my legs, I'm going to be the worst soccer mom ever! Muahaha.

Nothing planned for today. I'll see you all someday.

Posted by Melissa | 8:58 AM |

:: July 10, 2003 ::

Yeah I didn't feel like posting Little Mad Women. Too much to type. And I'm a lazy bum. Hold on, I'm going to go to the bathroom...

A few minutes later...

Ahh. Yeah so anyway, I now own Yellow Submarine. By far one of the freakiest movies I've ever seen. But it is really cool, and there's good meaning behind it. I think that I'll have a Yellow Submarine layout next. Sooohooo many colors!! Or maybe the Rolling Stones...I don't know, I don't have to worry about that for a while :)

Hey guys? Ryan, Noel, and I invented Sperm-B-Gone©®ω<---(why the hell not?) - The first contraceptive pill for males!! It's also the next Viagra. We tested on Ryan. But yes, while wandering in my kitchen, I was all like "Hey! Why is it that girls have to take the pill, huh? Maybe guys should do it!" (I mean hey, we womyn gotta birth them babies, right?) Anyway, Ryan said, "Well, we better get to work." So that's what we did! We haven't put our formula in pill form yet, but it's in a container in my refridgerator. I wonder why my mother hasn't said anything yet.

If you would like to make your own Sperm-B-Gone©®ω this is what you need:
1) The X shaped pieces for your cat's food bowl. (X=NO SPERM!!)
2) Pineapple/Peach Salsa (we want to kill the sperm, not the spice in the bedroom)
3) Seven Seas Italian Dressing (It's important that it expired last year, like the salad dressing used in Sperm-B-Gone©®ω, it expired December 6, 2002)
4) A cherry (it looks like a sperm...kinda)
5) Horseradish Mustard (again, the whold spice in the bedroom thing)
6) A Dinacell Battery (To energize everything. Dinacell batteries can be found at your local flea market)
7) Two hot peppers (See #'s 2 and 5, but one hot pepper for each testicle to kill those little soldiers!!)

Mix ingredients, and you have your own Sperm-B-Gone©®ω, but if Noel, Ryan, and I found that you made it, we'd hurt you and send you to the Panama Canal to be eaten alive by various venemous insects/spiders/reptiles/amphibians (you know, whatever the hell is down there.) But you can buy 3 spoonfuls of Sperm-B-Gone©®ω on your local busy highway where you will find the three of us sitting on red milk crates. Three spoonfuls costs $750...yes i think that's what we agreed on. Not approved by the FDA, and it most likely won't be :)



Posted by Melissa | 7:54 AM |

:: July 8, 2003 ::

Wow, you know I realized that I didn't get to tell you guys about these projects I've got set up this summer!! Okay last week Ronnie (cousin's wife. Remember that! And her daughter is Erika.) asked me if I would design her last tattoo. It's supposed to be a butterfly. No color and it has to have a fantasy kind of look to it. She says she'll get my initials tattooed right next to the butterfly. Really small, but that makes me feel special. My artwork is going to be tattooed in someone's skin where it'll be there forever. I also am painting a mural on the wall on my staircase. The wall suffered some water damage and the wall paper was destroyed. So my mother came to Noel and I, asking if we'd want to put our artwork on the wall. We said yes. No questions asked and the second after she asked we got our wallpaper scraper things out and started to rip it off. So, yeah, I get one wall, Noel gets one wall and the ceiling. Although I want to ask her if she'd let Chad do the ceiling or something. Because he wants to help out. Finally, I'm helping Ms. Bleakney with painting in her house. Chad and I are painting a mural or something. But it should be fun :) Go team.

Spencer's going to Italy for two weeks, then flying to Cancun for another three weeks. Hasn't this kid had enough? I mean he's been to Italy 2-3 times a year since he was born and he just spent a year in Mexico!! Oya boya goya bean. He's insane. We've gotta hang out before he goes. Perhaps I should call Shannon...I don't know.

Later today, I'll be posting a link to read a small part of this book my mother was writing. It was called Little Mad Women, rather than Little Women by Louisa May Alcott. Little Mad Women is basically a series of little stories of strange things we did when we were kids. My mother never finished because she has a tendency to jump from project to project quickly. She's has like...writing ADD, let's say. Anyway, the last project I have on my agenda is a family project. My mother set this goal for us yesterday. We are to write for Little Mad Women and by the time Gretta graduates highschool, the book is to be published and on the shelves. So, now I am writing for our family book. Isn't that nice??

I should go get ready for this crazy day!!

Posted by Melissa | 11:32 AM |

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Hey. Umm, I'm not exactly sure why the comments aren't working. They show up, but you can't type. It's really quite strange. Almeda, care to help? Because you're a genius at this little thing called HTML :D Yeah, so all of you need to hold all comments until this kink is fixed. Kthnx!

Posted by Melissa | 11:32 AM |

:: July 7, 2003 ::

Well, new layout. I get bored easily and I felt like a change, like I said before. And I like it. I don't know about my viewers, but I'm happy with it :) Go team!

My father decided to take a week-long trip to Minesota with my stepmom to see her parents, so I don't have to work this week :) And I'm not worried because my dad said that money wasn't an issue for Rowe. I was suprised :-O <---- see? that's me being suprised!

Nothing is up. Aaron found success when I recomended Clearasil Vanishing Cream evidently. That made me feel good that it worked. Go team Aaron's face, congrats!

Yeah, like I said nothing big is going on. But the day is young.

Posted by Melissa | 1:20 PM |