Life

Does anyone ever get that feeling that you're wasting your life away? That's how I've been feeling lately. I don't want to look back on my childhood and have no memories that stand out. I don't want to just get through it. I want to make an impression on the world! But how....

1. I want to start volunteering and giving my money to charities.
2. Telling my friends about Jesus--this is the hardest thing on my list. Cuz nobody but nobody wants to hear about that.
3. Live more in the moment.
4. Apologize to those who are mad at me for various reasons.
5. Forgive those who I am mad at for various reasons.
6. Tell people how I feel before it's too late.....ugh I hate talking about feelings!!!!
7. Become more active in my church.

And that's it. Now let's see if I can stick to these things......

A Few Changes....

to pretty up my bloggiddy blog. And, also, if you will note the new and improved title. It is, if I do say so myself, completely fitting and amazingly perfect in every way.

A faux pas is a violation of accepted social rules (for example, standard customs or ettiquette rules). The word comes originally from French, and literally means "false step".

This definition is everything that I feel Christians are called to be. We are called to be set apart. We are to be "in the world, but not of the world." We are to break down the walls and confinements of every-day life, and to rise above the petty frivolities of this place, because we are the treasured children of the Most High God. Jesus was a faux pas in everything he did; so we should be too.

This blog will be taking a new direction. It will be less of my daily routine, and more of my observations, ideas, and truths that we are all surrounded by.

I love you all!

Yours most sincerely,

Megan

Intersting Experiences

In the past few day, I have:

1. Been called multiple times by a creepy old man who called me babe and hon.

2. Been talked to by a creepy drunk old man at a festival (he asked me if I was drinking, and when I told him I was only thirteen he goes "Oh you look older. Who are you here with?" Like no I don't! I'm short!)

3. Listened to this one kid my age tell me, "I smoke weed, but it's okay, because you can't die from weed." Yea, because who cares about your teeth rotting out of your head, learning problems, loss of motor coordination and increased risk of cancer? Pshaw.

4. Met a 7th grader named Austin who wanted me to ride in his pumpkin. (It's a ride. I told him that that sounded really disgusting.)

5. Read Eclipse for the billionth time.

So yes. My life is litterd with creepy old men sightings and creepy young men sightings. I'm starting to think that's the only type of men there is.

Favorite Songs of the Moment:
1. Break Even by The Script
2. Love Drunk by Boys Like Girls
3. Good girls Go Bad by Cobra Starship
4. Hey Stephen by Taylor Swift
5. Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus

Songs I'm Ready To Kick Out the Door And Never See Again
1. Boom Boom Pow by The Black Eyed Peas
2. I Got a Feeling by The Black Eyed Peas
3. Poker Face by Lady Gaga
4. Use Sombody by Kings of Leon (I have loathed this song from the beginning, and I am in shock that anyone likes it at all. I must conclude that the general population have been brainwashed into thinking that things like Kings of Leon and The Black Eyed Peas are actually entertaining.)

The Bachelorette (SPOILERS)

NO WAY. I really thought that she would pick Kipton! He was so perfect. SO perfect. Instead she picked Ed, who I also love, but....Kipton. She broke his poor heart. But then again, Ed was so in love with her...I'm conflicted. Also, I felt so bad for Reid, who "pulled millions of strings" to come back, tell her Jill he loved her, propose, and....get rejected. It was so sad. On the plus side: Kip is pack on the market! Woot woot! I just can't wait for the After the Rose Ceremony tonight, there is sure to be drama.

School starts on the 11th, but I still have one last vacation. I'm leaving on the 1st for Norris Lake to wakeboard and relax. *sigh* I can't wait.

You Know You Love Me,
Megan

AHHH

MY MOM. Enough said.

To The Blogging World

Let me begin by reassuring you that no, I have not dropped off of the face of the earth. Just the face of blog world. I wish I could say that I have been busy, but I haven't, not really. I was at camp for a week, but that is no excuse.

The only thing I have to say in defense of myself is this: I like to blog as my escape from every day life. When I have nothing to do all day, there's not really much to take a break from. So starting August 12, which is when I go back to school, I will blog a lot more.

I saw Harry Potter 6 (SPOILERS AHEAD). I was extremely disappointed. It did not contain many of my favorite elements of the book, like the battle at the end, Kreacher, the conflict between Mrs. Weasley and Fleur, memories from Tom Riddle's past, Dumbledore using his second in which he could have defended himself to stun Harry.....there was hardly any mention of horcruxes until the end! It's saving grace was that it was funny. I thought it was by far the funniest Harry Potter movie so far, especially when Ron drank the love potion and Harry drank the Felix Felicis.

If you're a Potter fan, then of course you should see it just to say you did. But don't expect much, go in knowing that it won't meet your expectations. But again, it was very funny.

You Know You Love Me,
MR

TAGW

This is all I'm in the mood to do.

1. Never act different around her when your friends are there (ie. don't act "cool" and distant).
2. Hug her from behind around the waste.
3. Tell her she's beautiful.
4. Chivalry is not dead! Open doors, pull out chairs, pay for dinner and the like.
5. If it seems like somethings wrong, ask her. If she denies it, then she doesn't want to talk about it! Just hug her.
6. Kiss her in front of other girls that you know.

"Girl Power"

Everyone always talks about "girl power". But what is it really?

I think it's stupid. Because it's just another way to say girls are better than boys. And how is that worse than boys thinking they're better than girls? Oh wait. It's not.

It's not about girl power. It's about being who you really are, boy or girl. One of my favorite songs explains this really well, I think. It's called Anthem, by Superchick. Here's some of the lyrics. I think they really show how you can be yourself, not in the categories of "tomboy" and "prep".

Here's to the ones who don't give up
This is your anthem
Get your hands up
We ar efire inside
We are lipstick and cleats
We are not going home
We are playing for keeps
We are girls with skinned knees
We are concrete and grace
We are not what you think
Can't keep us in our place
Here's to the girls on their boards with bruises and scars
Here's to the girls who's fingers bleed from playing guitar
Here' to anyone who never quit
When things got hard
You'll never let them say
You'll never get that far

This is all I'm writing today because I'm just not very happy right now. So I hope everyone is having a better week than me!

I'm baaack!!!

Hey y'all!! I'm finally back from Cumberland with Lauren. It's really pretty down there. It was relaxing for the most part.

I'm so pumped for our 4th of July party! I seriously can't wait.

Time for Potato's favorite feature: TAGW!

1. Hug her for no reason. Even better if you had just had a fight.
2. Take pictures of you two together at random times, like at those booths at the mall.
3. When she says that she loves you more, deny it. Keep denying until she gets tired of it.
4. When her friends say they love her more than you, deny it. Keep denying. Hold her tight so she can't go over to her friends. She might act like she hates it, but it makes her feel loved.
5. Pull her on to your lap.

I love you guys! Have a F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S Friday and 4th of July.

TTYL,
M

Cumberland and Foot Cream

I've decided to not limit myself to only one TAGWBWNA a day. I will choose as many as I want to, sometimes one, and sometimes 7. So there! Who says I have to stay in the hypothetical box?!?

TAGW of the day
1. Hang out with your friends and her together.
2. Don't ignore her when she and your friends are together.
3. Hang out with her and her friends.
4. Don't complain about hanging out her her and her friends.
5. Compliment her friends in a NON FLIRTY WAY.
6. Don't rag on her friends the minute they leave. It takes away from the niceness of being there at all.
7. Hug/kiss/put your arm around her in front of her friends AND yours.

Tomarrow afternoon I am leaving with Lauren for Lake Cumberland!! Whoop, whoop! It's only until Thursday, so I won't be gone for long. But I shall miss you dearly.

I hurt my foot. OMGosh (lol) it hurt it sooooooooo bad. I was getting out of Kelsey's car carrying her nasty cincommon cake stuff, then BAM! Well. I don't really know what happenned. All I know is that my foot somehow came in contact with the door, the door didn't exactly take to my foot, and it's all KELSEY'S FAULT! Now there is a giant goose egg on the top of my foot and it hurts to walk. When I showed my mom, she picks up this random cream that says: "Clinically proven medicinal gel for the relief of muscle, joint, and back pain. My dad goes: This has nothing to do with muscles, joints, or back pain! Lol. So she slabs it on my foot anyways, and it starts burning. Five seconds later Lauren goes, "Uh, it says on the box "Do not appy to skin with conditions such as cuts, open wounds, or on skin that has a rash or eczema." There was definately a big cut on my foot, right where she put this stuff. Then she goes: "It also says for adults and adolescents 16 years of age or over." My mom violated two rules, and my foot continues to burn! It's the next day now, andmy foot still hurts, though not as bad, and the swelling has gone down. Moral of the story: Never trust my mom with cream!

IMPORTANT

Hey there!

For the next few (few meaning many) days, I am going to be adding something amazing to the blog. It's called: Things a Girl Wants But Would Never Ask.

Okay, so I've been bored. But I think it's gonna be fun! Fun to write, at least. Okay, so I'll kick things off by doing not one but five of TAGWBWNA.

1. Touch her waist.
2. Listen when she talks, and make her feel as if it's the most important thing you've ever heard in your life. Most importantly, actually REMEMBER IT.
3. Share your most embarrassing or secret secrets with her. Feel free to blush in that adorable way boys do.
4. Give her one of your sweatshirts or jackets. Trust me, she'll wear it, show it off to her friends, and always remember what an amazing boyfriend she has whenever she sees it.
5. Kiss her slowly, like there's all the time in the world for just you two.

You can guess what this post is going to be about.

Since it would be fruitless to ignore the rather large elephant in the room, this post is going to be about Michael Jackson. Duh. For those of you that don't know (a.k.a. those of you that have been living under a rock) MJ died on Thursday, late afternoon, after being rushed to a Los Angeles hospital in cardiac arrest. He suffered a cardiac arrest in his Los Angeles home, amid concerns of a painkiller overdose.

Many rumors have been floating around, and, as your go-to-gossip-guru, I would like to clear them up. This is the story according to DailyMail.com: "Detectives said earlier they urgently wanted to speak to a physician, later identified as Dr Conrad Robert Murray, who allegedly injected the star with painkiller shortly before he collapsed and died. Jackson's family today revealed the 50-year-old had been having daily injections of Demerol, a synthetic pain-killing drug similar to morphine. It has emerged this evening that Dr Murray was the only person with the singer at the time of his collapse. A statement from the LA coroner today said: 'We will not and cannot determine cause of death at this time.'A close relative told TMZ.com, the website that first broke the news of the singer's death, he was injected at 11:30am shortly before having a catastrophic heart attack. TMZ this evening named the doctor as Dr. Murray after 11 News in Texas reported that a car belonging to the physician's sister had been towed away from the house. Jackson's long-term physician Dr. Tohme Tohme today denied he had delivered the fatal injection and told the New York Post he was not at the singer's home when he collapsed. Dr. Tohme, who appeared at the UCLA hospital for a press conference earlier, told the newspaper: 'It's not me. I wasn't there at the house when this took place.''I am his manager and I feel lost. I loved Michael and I was his friend. I was handling all his affairs,' he said in a phone interview. A spokesman for the Los Angeles Police department earlier confirmed officers were searching for a doctor who had been at the house when the singer collapsed. He said: 'We are looking for him because that is a normal part of an investigation like this. We cannot confirm the name of the doctor.'The revelation came after the Jackson's family lawyer blamed his sudden death on his inner circle pushing him too hard in the run-up to a series of comeback gigs in Britain.This was despite revelations in a book last December that the singer was suffering from a chronic lung condition and had just six months to live. Brian Oxman said the Jacksons believed Michael was addicted to painkillers and prescription drugs and were concerned about the 'stress' he was under ahead of the gruelling concerts in London.The lawyer, who was with the family overnight, said the singer had been taking drugs for months in his battle to be fit for the string of gigs that had been due to start next month."

According to TMZ.com: "On the subject of Michael Jackson taking too many prescription drugs...We went back to our files and found a 2007 lawsuit against Jackson for allegedly not paying a pharmacy bill -- grand total: $101,926.66. Mickey Fine Pharmacy in Beverly Hills sued Jackson, claiming he agreed to 'pay the purchase price of any prescription medications filled.' The case was dismissed a month after it was filed -- that typically means there was a settlement."

During his lifetime, he had many, many health issues. Scalp surgery (which resulted in an addiction to painkillers), plastic surgury (rhinoplasty and a chin implant), vitiligo, chest pains, recuring back pain, low blood pressure, broken vertebrae and leg...and those are just the confirmed facts! It has also been rumored that MJ suffered from skin cancer and was in need of a lung transplant because of Alpha-1 antitrypsin deficiency. What I take from this is that no one can have everything, even if they appear to. While Michael is a legend, his personal life was a mess. His sister has told the media that his mother called him a "d**n f****t" (however, his sister has not been known to be the most relieable source. He died in severe debt, estimated to be up to $400 million dollars.

As I type this, I am imagining an older me, reading through these posts, and coming across this one. "Hello, Older Me!" I want to say. "Do you remember that weird feeling that you had, knowing that a legend was dead? It was so odd!" Also, Older Me might want to know what date it was that he died. Well, it was June 25, 2009. He was 50 years old.

Since I don't wish to speak ill of the dead, I have decided not to include the low points in dear Michael's career (it is also why I chose not to include a more recent picture of Jackson). Instead, you will find upon looking under this sentence a collection of quotes concerning his career, life, and legacy.

"We have all been blessed to witness a true light, a wonderful talent...no words can describe his talent, generosity, advocacy, and love for the world. He gave us a piece of his soul and dedicated his life to entertain us."-will.i.am.

"My heart...my mind...are broken. I loved Michael with all my soul and I can't imagine life without him. We had so much in common and we had so much loving fun together. I was packing up my clothes to go to London for his opening when I heard the news. I still can't believe it. I don't want to believe it. It can't be so."-Elizabeth Taylor

"We are out of our joy. He is out of his pain....he was constantly challenged by the press and all he really wanted to be was the greatest entertainer and he was that."-Rev. Jesse Jackson

Among his public mourners are Usher, John Mayer, Celine Dion, Beyonce Knowles, Akon, Kenny Ortega, Ne-Yo, Diana Ross, R. Kelly, Fergie, Mariah Carey, and Carole Bayer Sager, who said, "I saw [Michael Jackson] in a totally different light--as a nurturing and caring father." . The entire music world is in mourning, if not the entire world. The biggest icon of my lifetime is gone in body, but I get the feeling that he will not be forgotten.

For more information check out MTV. All day they have been playing MJ music videos, movies, and performances. Statements have been pouring in from across the country, and they are played across the bottom of the screen.

Moment of silence for the loss of Michael. Or, you could listen to Thriller. Better yet, get up and do the dance! C'mon, you know you know it! How could anyone forget it??

You know you love Michael Jackson,
Megan Elizabeth Roberts

You Belong With Me

Oh...I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one that makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams
Think I know where you belong
Think I know it's with me!!

Hello!

Hello, faithful blog-readers! I do apologize very, very sincerely for my lack of posts throughout the past few weeks. No, I have not fallen off of a cliff, got hit by a car, or developed a mental disability. Yes, I have been on Facebook, and yes, I just did not feel like writing. For that, dear friends, I am sorry.



But! The show must go on, and I must tell you of my adventures! Let us begin with my, if I do say so myself, BANGIN' party. As I had told you before, there were 15 or 16 girls there. I don't remember, and don't feel like counting. The evening started off when, at the same time, I got about 10 texts telling me that people couldn't sleep over, were going to be late, etc. One girl even told me she couldn't come! I was a little depressed, because Rachel, the girl that couldn't come, was one of my good friends. But, alas! The show must go on! So the girls and I waited for the late-comers by snacking and/or jumping on the trampoline. Even though most of us go to the same school, it's a big school, so some people didn't know each other, at least very well. They got aquainted with each other, and by then, everyone was there. We talked for a while, and then it was time to get it going. I began with the scavenger hunt for all things pink! There were two teams, and getting these teams together was a bit of a hassle. But it happenned, I gave out the list of items and the rules, and off we went! Each group went door-to-door in our neighborhood asking my neighbors for any disposable pink item. My team did quite well, and w even got a chair from Mrs. Jostworth! At the end, no one really wanted to tally up their points, so it was just assumed that we won. Then we hung out for a while, you know, the way girls do. After some more o' that boring stuff, we went downstairs to the Kissing Booth! (Note: I know this isn't exactly pink-themed, per say, but it is girly!) Lauren and I had made a board covered with pictures of smokin' guys, like Rob Pattinson, Brad Pitt, Taylor Lautner, Brody Jenner, Chris Pine, etc., and also some ugly ones, like a super ugly dog, a naked mole rat, same Day-Lewis guy that we called Gay-Lewis since he had both his ears pierced, and Steve Urkle. Each girl was spun around thrice (and yes, I did just say thrice in every day speech). Then they pecked the board, also thrice. The points for each person they kissed was tallied, and the girl with the most points won! Doesn't that sound fun?!? Haha. Then we enjoyed some delish cotton candy, made on my own patio. It was a big hit, because, I mean, who doesn't love pink sugar in cone form?? Freaks, that's who! Then we playe.....drum roll, please.....BARBIES!! I had gone and picked about 10 fun, fresh, and pink fabrics, and each girl was given a Barbie, courtesy of Lauren. The goal was to make the best dress for your Barbie than anyone else! My Barbies sucked, but everyone else's were amazing. They went totally above and beyond what was expected, and my mother and the other judges (MG and Margo) were blown away. Morgan won, with Kat in close second (=. Then there was presents, which, much like the Barbies, were amazing. Thanks to everyone who spent their time and money getting me a fab b-day prezzie! For example, recieved two Forever 21 gift cards, one Starbucks gify card, a Coach letter M key chain, the movie Bride Wars, Love Spell perfume (OMG it is from Victoria's Secret and the most amazing scent in the whole world), and many other totally fun, creative, and definately me gifts. Perhaps the funniest was a card from Morgan, who goes to my church. I won't put what it says on here, for two reasons. For one, my mom and her little spying friends read this, and I refuse to tell them what it says, mainly just for the fun of it. For two, I am going to respect the privacy of whoever the card may have been about. It really wasn't all that important, embarrassing, or anything else, it was more just funny. Maybe I will tell you later. After all of this, we still had cake and icecream to eat. The cake was rasberry, and it was absolutely divine! It was moist, rasbery-y, and all over pinkilicious! For the rest of the night, we watched movies, played truth or dare, jumped on the tramp, chugged 2-liters of soda, gossipped, and pretty much anything but slept, until about 5 or 6 in the morning. Once we woke up, we had a pancake buffet, where everyone was more or less awake. After the whole experiece, there was only one thing left to say: "Can I have a pink loofah?!?!"

Stay with me here. I still have a whole "vacation" to tell you about. Yes, it's true. I went to the Land of the Old, the Dominion of the Dying, the Realm of the Retired....Florida. Okay, so it really wasn't all that bad....sort of. Now, don't start thinking, "Oh wow, she doesn't even appreciate a vacation to Florida!" Because it wasn't the vacation I didn't appreciate. It was my brother. It was almost like a freaking tv show! He got me in trouble so many times I couldn't count them. He annoys me at home sometimes, but he really out-did himself. It was insane. There were times when we got along, but most of the time I was getting yelled at for "fighting with your brother". However, there were a few shining moments. I shot a gun for the first time. Well, three guns, to be exact. The first thing you've gotta know is that on shows like Chuck, they don't realistically portray the booming sound of a gun firing. I had to use ear plugs, and even then, it was loud! Wow. The second thing is: a shotgun hurts where you fire it! It pushes back into your arm. I think my dad called it "kick". From what I was told, it was actually a pretty weak kick, but I'm a 13-year-old girl. It hurt. You have to press it hard into your shoulder before you shoot it, because if you don't it'll go forward and slam back. Another "first" was parasailing, which I did with my dad. Forthose of you who don't know, parasailing is where you get in a harness and are strapped to a parachute, which is attatched to a boat. The boat starts moving, and you go up in the air. I was 600 feet up, and loving it! I was swinging the harness around, and it was very fun. It was not scary at all once you were up there. It was a little scary at the very beginning, when you get dragged off the platform of the boat and don't know what to expect. Then my borther also had a first: his first time singing kereoke! For those of you who don't know Griffin, he loves to sing. Constantly. It was very well-recieved, and the guy invited him to come sing on Saturday at a family bar called Mugs n' Jugs. And whaddaya know, Saturday night found us at Mags n' Jugs Family Grill! Griff snag to a fairly large audience, and he was great! Some guy walked up to him, asked to buy him a video game, and handed him five bucks! It was hysterical! I think he had a great time.

When he sang for the first time, he tried to get me to come up ad sing Love Shack with him. I fought for a while, but then realized he would just hold it against me, so I did. In the beginning, I turned the mike off and liip-synched. Then, I turned it back on, but held it way from my mouth. It was sooo awful, embarrassing, scarring, etc.! Then, Griffin got all mad at me, like literally screaming at me, like, "THE ONE CHANCE I GET WHERE PEOPLE ACTUALLY APPRECIATE MY SINGING AND YOU JUST MESS IT UP BY NOT SINGING! YOU LOOKED SO STUPID AND YOU RUINED IT FOR ME!" My parents did nothing, of course, because they weren't in the car when he did that. I told them, but, all too predictably, they shrugged it off.

Most of our time was spent either at my granfpa's house or in his pool. The reason for the trip was to be with him, because his lady friend who lived with him, Bev, passed away. They were very close, so he was pretty sad. I think seeing us cheered him up considerably, so I was happy we went. We took home some beautiful paintings that Bev painted. I got very pretty jewelry, two satin hangers, and the Notebook on dvd. Perhaps my favorite thing, though, was something that my grandpa gave me. It used to belong to my Grandma Roberts, his late wife, whom I never got to meet. It is a keychain that I wear as a necklace, called a Kissing Timer. It's a keychain that my grandma gave to my grandpa when he got a new job, and it has charms and an hourglass on it. It's so unique and I love it. My dad told me I was never allowed to use it (=.

This post is getting very, very long so I'm going to stop Thanks for listening (or rather reading) the tales of my life. See ya!

You know you love me,
MR

Sorry my posts have been so sparse lately. I have been pretty much glued to Facebook. It's quite addicting. I have 43 friends! I know many people have hundreds more, but a lot of my friends don't have an account. But they will soon; I will make them!!

I have some freakin' amazing news right now. Remember how I was all stressed about not making it into 8 Honors? Well....I did!!! I got the acceptance letter today! OMFG. I was totally freaking out. It was like a huge weight got lifted off my shoulders. But not to worry, it will be dropped right back on once school starts in the form of homework. *sigh* But no time for moping now! I am in the top 90 of my class of around 450 at the 36th best high school in the nation! Even with my 'C' in Algebra. Wow. I feel like jumping around. Oh wait, I already did that.

If you are interested, here is a few of my favorite and least favorite bits of the letter: "Walnut Hills High School is pleased to invite your child into the Eighth Drage Honors Program for the 2009-2010 school year." (This is about where the jumping started.) "An examination of previous grades in academic courses(this probably helped me a lot), teacher reccommendations (my english, science, history, and latin teachers all liked me), and test information (I generally do well on the OATs) has determined that your child is qualified to participate in this accelerated program." ....responsibilites: (1) increased homework (NOOOO!)to enable students to cover demanding curriculum; (2) fees to cover the cost of supplemental materials and feild trips (YAY!); (3) superior grade performance in all subjects (translation: do well in Geometry or you out, fool!); (4) developement of research skills (watev that means) and (5) completion of additional summer assignments (rats...).

These past few days have been crazy. My grandpa's lady friend who lived with him passed away on the 7th. She didn't write out her will, but she had expressed to my grandpa that she wanted to be cremated. So to progress any farther, our family had to contact her daughter, whom she has not spoken to in years. We haven't known when the funeral is or what the plans were. We could pretty much have left on a moments notice. But I think my dad realized that according to common law, living together for as long as Bev and his dad did, they were legally considered a couple. So my grandpa could inherit the trailer and they could make decisions for her. I don't really know the details, but I do now know that we are leaving for Flo Rida on either Tuesday or Wednesday of next week. Not Monday, though, because.....

Monday is my party!!!! OMG. I am so excited. I'm having a cotton candy machine, fun movies, yummy pink food, and hopefully lots, lots more. I just need to plan it. So ima get to that, and let you get back to your regular lives. Carry on!

You know you love me Margo,
M

Facebook

Hey y'all. As a teen, of course I now have a facebook. So friend me! And if you don't have one: get one! They are addictive.

You Know You Love Me,
M

I'm NAWT a Tween!!!!

Yayx10!! I have to leave for my friends' birthday (how rude to have it on birthday lol jk), but I wouldn't to make sure I posted on my 13th birthday. I'm a little sad, but mostly happy to be a teenager!

You know you ove my 13-year-old self,
Megan

P.s. JoEllen: Thanks for the movie suggestions! I'm sooo glad to hear from you! Of course, I'm inviting you to my party, so I'll call you soon with the deets. Love ya, dahlin!!

My Partay!!!!!

I have finally come up with a theme for my 13th Party of the Century-Fifties: Think Pink!! Doesn't that sound ah-mazing?!? I'm super excited. But I have a dilemma. I can't think of PG-13 movies to watch! I have already decided on a few: Pretty in Pink, 27 Dresses, Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 1 and 2, White Chicks, Twilight, and Mall Cop. I realize that the last two aren't PG-13. You'll live. As you can see, I am in dire need of some fresh ideas. Please help!

You know you love me,
Megan

P.S. Any decor ideas would also be welcome!

Catch Up

Sorry my posts have been so sparse lately. It's not like I've been busy..the total opposite is true, actually. I am going to start with Lauren's 8th grade graduation.

So Lauren graduated this Thursday!! She looked so pretty! Her dress (which I helped her shop for lol) was a tealish color under a silver floaty material. She wore silver jewelry and had glam prom hair and makeup, done by the wonderful Mrs. Jostworth a.k.a. our down-the-street neighbor. Her shoes were gorg, but also super uncomfortable (silver high heels). I had to get a new dress for the occassion, seeing as my dresses were either too fancy or too casual. I got a cute yellow, green, blue, purple, and green splotchy dress (which Lauren hated; don't worry girl, I wasn't offended) which I had to wear a tank under because it was deep cut in the front and nonexistant in the back. I just wore a simple yellow necklace, tan T-strap sandals, and perfume.

The ceremony was very cute and sentimental. Also a bit cheesy, but hey, it has to be. The chors (all girls, of course) sang For Good from the musical wicked. It was a bit...rough..in places but overall beautiful. I sat next to Kelsey, Lauren's sister, who was nudging me and laughing the whole time, complaining about hom long it was taking. You might think Kelsey was, oh, I don't know, in 2nd grade, about. But no, Kelsey just graduated from highschool yesterday (You go, girl!!! You better be planning on telling me all about it! And you better have some pics of the dress!!) Lauren gave a speech since she was the salutatorian (the second highest grade-point average in her class) and it was really good. Well written and well delivered. Hers was the first speech, and there were many. The only part that was awful was, because it was a Catholic mass, communion. Since I'm not Catholic, I just had to sit in the pew with people climbing all over me. I wanted to shoot myseslf. Ah well, it wasn't all that bad and it's over now!

After the ceremony, Kelsey, their grandma, and their aunt Gabby, and I all went to Putz's. That might sound weird but keep in mind I know all of Lauren's family for the most part and they know me. So that was fun. And delish.

So I finally went to physical therapy with my mom. I went because everyone that comes to our house on Sunday nights (Stephen, Ron, Amanda, Margaret, and sometimes Megan) always talk about him. Some think he's gay, some things he's the best thing since Bare Minerals, but everyone except my dad agrees that he is definate eye candy. You guys know how I am, so I had to go scope out this guy for myself. I have come to decide that Nick the physical therapist in most definately not gay. But he IS pretty cute. He loved me, of course. And also commented on how similar my mom and I look/act. Also, there is another therapist who is about 23 named Rob. All I will say is that I am coming back next time.

Tonight, we are going to te drive-in to see Night at the Museum 2 and Star Trek with the Burtons. How I love Captain Kirk a.k.a. Captain Sexy Beast!! (hehe, Margo, Amanda, and Megan)

My mom is having some lady come over to cut her hair, so I gotta go spruce up a little. My hair looks like crap and she'll be over in 15 minutes. Oh well.

You know you love me,
Megan Elizabeth

Survey (Cont.)

How Do You Want To Die: Of old age, with my family around me and Jesus waiting.
What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up: Zoologist, marine biologist, wildlife photographer, missionary, or church planter. Or something completely different that I haven't even considered.
What Country Would You Most Lke To Visit: Australia, Greece, South Africa, or France.

Favorite in a Boy:
Eye Color: Could be purple for all I care.
Hair Color: Color doesn't matter so much as style and cleansliness.
Hair Length: Anything but long. Ewww. I like super short and also moderately shaggy.
Height: Taller than me.
Weight: Not obese...lol
Clothing Style: Anything Old Navy, American Eagle, Hollister, Abercrombie. Or Pac Sun, or..I don't care as long as it looks good on him and he isn't wearing just to "fit in".

Number of Peircings: None, I'm too chicken.
Number of Tatoos: None, I kind of want to get an icthus on my ankle when I'm older though.
Number of Things I Regret: A lot, but hey, I'm a kid. Nothing to serious yet.

Survey (cont.)

In the Past Month Have You:
Drank Alcohol: No, but I have worn goggles that make you feel drunk!
Smoked: Definately not.
Been on Drugs: I will never do drugs. Ever. Period.
Been on a Date: Sadly, no.
Gone to a Mall: Yes! I love shopping!
Eaten a Box of Oreos: Of course!
Eaten Sushi: No, but I kind of like it.
Been on Stage: God I'm boring...no.
Been Dumped: NO! Is it your mission in life to make me feel bad about my dating status? Lol.
Gone Skinny Dipping: The opportunity has not presented itself. I wish, hee hee.
Been Called a Tease: Nope.
Shoplifted: Ew, no!

Survey

Found this survey and decided to do it. So here we go.

Birthday: 6/6/96
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Height: Short, probably around 5 feet
Righty or Lefty: Righty
Heritage: Irish and Native American
Shoes You Wore Today: None, I didn't go anywhere (boring)
Your Weakness: Makeup sales at Victoria's Secret, brownies, and guilt-trips
Your Fears: Telling people how I really feel about them, ferris wheels, and rollar coasters
Your Perfect Pizza: Donato's mariachi beef with sour cream (yummm)
Your Goal: Not wasting my summer! Also, getting over fears (see above)
Most over-used slang on AIM: Lol
Thoughts When Waking Up: Shut up, you idiotic alarm clock!! Shoot, I broke it....
Best Physical Feature: Maybe my eyes, I'm really not sure...
Bedtime: During school, 9:30ish. During summer...I don't have one so far.
Most Missed Memory: Simplicity of life back in 4th grade. Or maybe chillin with Allie.
Pepsi or Coke: Dr. Pepper
McDonalds or Burger King: Mickey D's
Single or Group Dates: Both, though I have no experience with either.
Lipton Tea or Nesta: Tea is absolutely discusting.
Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate!
Cappacinno or Coffee: Carmel frap from Starbucks, extra caramel, double blended.
Smoking: No way. I've seen firsthand what that can do to you and I ain't goin' near it with a 10-foot pole.
Swearing: I generally frown upon vulgar language because it sounds uneduacated and generally stupid, but sometimes a well placed swear can be quite handy.
Singing: I love to sing, but I'm bloody terrible at it.
Have You Ever Been in Love?: I don't know. Honestly. I'm thinking about it..I'll get back to you.
Are You Going to College?: Yes, unless something drastic happens, I fully intend to go to college.
Do You Want to Get Married?: Of course!
Do You Believe in Yourself: Yes. Well, I suppose it depends on what that means. Do I believe that I will become an opera singer? No. Do I believe that I will one day be rich and famous? No, not particularly. But do I believe that I will work hard and succeed in life? Yes, of course I do.
Do You Get Motion Sickness: Only in the car.
Do You Think Your Attractive: No right answer here, is there? Yes, and I'm conceited; no, and I lack self-confidence. With that in mind, I will say..yes, moderately so.
Are You a Health Freak: No, not at all.
Do You Get Along With Your Parents: Yes, when they aren't bossing me around. Hehe.
Do You Like Thunderstorms: Yes, I love them!
Do You Play an Instrument: Nope, because I hate practicing.

Drive-In

I'm super excited, because this Saturday I am finally going to the drive-in. The movies could not be more perfect. They are Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian, which looks dorky but funny and I have been wanting to see it, and Star Trek, the best movie of, I don't know, EVER. And also, the Burtons are coming, which should be fun. We're getting there early, so maybe the three (four if you count Cooper, the little one) boys can teach me how to throw a football or something. Lol. They probably won't stay for the second movie, cuz it's kinda late for the Coop and even Ben (the middle on who is one year younger than me). Plus, they (Ben and Cooper) might be scared by Star Trek. Well, just wanted to stop by and share my excitement with you.

Oh! I almost forgot. My little brother got a girlfriend! I'm so happy for him, especially because he really likes this girl. They talked on the phone for a while, and he seems to be happy. But I'm also kinda like, hey. what the heck?!? My kid brother has his first girlfriend in the 5th grade, I'm in the 7th, and I haven't had a boyfriend? Really? Oh well. I'm not really all that concerned about it, but...I mean, I seem likeable, right? I know I am. There must be something wrong with boys these days. It's not like I'm not friends with boys. It's not like they don't like me. They just don't *like* me. Which is just fine with my dad. Actually, that isn't completely true. There is one boy. But. That is not my business to tell to the world. I hope you appreciate that, kid.

You know you love me,
Meg

Madden Girl by Steve Madden Setra sandals

Click this link or cut and paste: http://www.shoes.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?p=EC1170973&pg=5102768 *

Ruffle a few feathers in these head-turning Madden Girl by Steve Madden Setra sandals. These shoes are lusciously deadly; as if 3 3/4 stacked heal and rounded peep toe wan't enough, Steve hits us again with a beautiful ruffled T-strap. At only 50 dollars, what are you still doing sitting here? Go get your credit card!

*I'm only giving you a link instead of a picture because I haven't yet figured out how to put a picture on here from Shoes.com....yes, that is why they call me technologically impaired.

You know you love me (and my shoe review),
Megan Elizabeth

Cleanin' His Gun

Ah, don't you just love country music? No? Well, neither do I. Most of the time. I have, however, found a few songs that I like, one being "Cleaning His Gun". It's about a girl's first date and what her dad said. I kind of imagine my dad being the same way. The song goes a lil' sumthin like this:

Come on in, boy
Sit on down
And tell me 'bout yourself
Well, you like my daughter
Do you now?
Yeah, we think she's somethin' else
She's her daddy's girl
Her momma's world
She deserves respect
That's what she'll get
Ain't it son?
Hey, y'all run along and have some fun
Bet I'll be up all night
Still cleanin' this gun

Well now I'm a father
I'm scared to death one day my daughter
Is gonna find
That teenage boy I used to be
That seems to have one thing on his mind

She's growin up so fast
It won't be long before
I'll have to put the fear of God
Into some kid at the door

Son, now y'all buckle up and have her back by te- let's say about nine...thirty. Drive safe.


I absolutely love this song! I can just see my dad doing this. For that matter, I can also see Ronnie and Stephen doing this. I wouldn't probably be embarassed, just cracking up. Lol. Just thought I'de share these lyrics with you at 12:11. No sir, not in the afternoon. I'm tired. Goodnight!
You know you love me,
Megan Elizabeth
P.S. More on my day tomarrow.

New Format

How do you like it? I really wanted to switch things up..I wish someone would make me a cool template. But seeing as I know no one who can do that, I'm stuck with the ones provided on Blogger. *sigh* Lol. It may change again, so keep your eyes open (;
You know you love me,
Megan Elizabeth

Google Search Results

There are 2,560,000,000 results for "google".

874,000,000 results for "america"

568,000 results for "the life of a suburban white girl" (i'm the fourth down!)

95,500,000 results for "star trek"

951 results for "my sister eats cantelope in bohemia"

And the winner is: 29, 220, 000, 000 search results for "1". Took me forever to find a result number bigger than 'google'!

You know you love me,
Megan

I'm baaack.....(and better than ever!)

Hello, ladies and gentlemen. I have to update you on soo m ch stuff, so I dilly, dally, or anything of that nature. First of all, my Algebra exam, for which I spent hours studying for, was a flop. Not much of the stuff on t he study guide was actually on the test. A lot of it was multipling trinomial fractions and changing the general to the vertex and stuff. There was about one question on probability. UGH. And there wasn't enough time, so I had to randomly fill in some bubbles. I'm really disappointed, not in myself, because I really did learn the stuff, but just disappointed that it isn't going to be reflected in my grade. This probably also means that I will not be accepted into 8 Honors, because they take the 90 students with the highest grade point average, and the C I will undoubtedly get will really bring that down. This is totally unfair, though, because 8 Honors is only science, english, and history (a.k.a. my best subjects). I hate that my placement, or lack there of, in honors is affected by my grade in math. It just doesn't seem right. I mean, english, was so incredibly easy this year, and I want tot learn! Walnut is a fabulous school (36th in the nation), and I want to get every drop of eduaction out of it. Even though I personally know many fine students who are really smart, talented, ect. that were not in 8 Honors, I really want to be in it. My mother said that she would be willing to talk to our councilor about it if I didn't get in, mostly for the reasons I have already listed. I'm really worried, however, that even my mom's persuasive powers will not be enough this time. I am trying to stop worrying, because.......................................

It's summer!!!!!

Today was my last day of school. Whatever happens next year, there is nothing more I can do about it now. Relax, kick back, and lounge around all day. At least for the first week, while Lauren is still in school. I need to make a list of stuff I want to do this summer. Let's start now!

1. Become a pro at Wake Nation, a new watersports complex that is very cool.
2. Throw the b-day bash of the year!
3. Visit Coney Island frequently.
4. Convince parents to let me invite friends down to Norris for a week, in addition to our family week-long trip.
5. Clarify something with a certain someone whos' name I will not at this point in time reveal.
6. Visit the drive-in.
7. Clean my room (for those of you who haven't seen my room, you wouldn't think that this would be a long term goal; believe me, it is)
8. Go horseback riding.
9. Build a tree house.
10. Read Wuthering Hights, The Chosen One, Max, and The Last Olympian.
11. Visit the Freedom Center.
12. Find family to babysit.

That's all I have for now, but I'm sure I will think of more.

Fun thing to look forward to: Sophie's birthday party! The sad thing is, it's on MY birthday (June 6). It's also the date of Tessa's wedding. So my own birthday will be filled with celebrating others. That's alrght though. Especially becase Sophie's bithday will be super fun. I know for sure that Barghav, Luke, John, Catrina, Chase, Gabby, and me are coming. Oh, and also Claire. Fun assortment of people; should be a blast! Now...what should I get her? Better Question: What should I ask for for my birthday?? My mom is getting me Bare Minerals (yay x 10!!), and I may ask my dad to get my necklace that a got for my Golden Birthday (when I was 6) cleaned. But what can my friends get me? Hmm, I shall ponder this in my heart.

Book you should never read: Gossip Girl. Don't ask why, just don't read it. The show is cool, though (;

This post has gotten long enough, so ima leave now. OH! Wait! I totally forgot t orant about Christ Allen winning American Idol. This is the biggest upset in the history of the show (yes, even more than Awful Aiken and Ruben Retard). ADAM DESERVED IT. Chris even said that. Now, when the winner doesn't believe that he/she disn't deserve to win, something is wrong. I'll tell you what's wrong: the fact that Adam didn't win. I had jokingly said, "Watch Chris win. *snicker*". But I never really believed he would. He won over Allison, Danny, and Adam?! No way. He was a great singer. But so were the other three. I'm thinking his rendition of Heartless might have tipped the scale, becauase it showed his versatility, more than Apologize, his judges' pick. Come on, Cara and Dawg, what were you thinking? Terrible song choice; I agree with Simon 100%. Which brings me to another horror: Simon Cowell is leaving American Idol after next year. I won't watch it fter that. Simon is the funniest judge, and aso the only one whos' opinion matters one speck. Randy, eh. Too much "for me for you"-ing. Just say what you think already! Cara acts like she knows everything and moves her head around too much. Also, she says "artistry" so much that it makes me want to shoot myself. Paula, do not get me started on her. The only thing she adds to the show is time. Her outfits are horrible, her comments nonsensical, her flitation with Simon oh-so-6th grade. Alright, enough complaining for one (very long) post. Thanks for reading and come again.

You know you love me,

Megan

I won't be blogging for a while, because exams are this week and I have to do some major studying. Sorry, and have a great week! I'll post as soon as I get the chance.
You know you love me,
Megan

Captain Sexy Beast

Tonight, I am going to see A beautiful thing. Two words: Chris. Pine!!!!! Oh, man is he hot!!! I have been waiting for him to be in another movie since Princess Diaries 21 came out. OMG I can't wait. I will update you later.

Everyone (and I do mean everyone) has to fill out this survey about yourself:
1. What is your favorite song/artist/lyric?
2. When did you get your first cell phone?
3. When's the last time you bought something utterly non-essential but you just really really wanted it?
4. Do you have a crush? A boyfriend? If so, how many have you had?
5. Do you agree that ove at first sight exists? Why or why not?
6. "All's fair in love and war." True or not and why?

PLEASE answer this survey.
You know you love me,
MR

Thunderstorm

We had a thunderstorm today, and it was beautiful. I absolutely love rain and thunder and lightning.

I began excercising today..and discovered that I am more out of shape than I thought. Balance, nada. Thigh strength, comparable to noodles. Endurance, well, you get the point.

In my ipod:
1. Crush by David Archeleta (as always)
2. My Doorbell by The White Stripes
3. The Queen and I by Gym Class Heroes
4. Chasing Pavement by Adele
5. This is How a Heart Breaks by Rob Thomas

My New Obsessions:
1. Pandora.com
2. American Idol (AHHH! Elims tonight!!!)
3. Planning birthday party (any theme/activity sugestions?)
4. getting money for new clothes
You know you love me,
Megan

SNL

I just watched this really super funny SNL that my brother showed me. I had heard great reviews even before I watched it, and I was not disappointed. Justin Timberlake is hilarious as a plastic surg, with Will Forte as a gym trainer. They're competing for business, so JT makes songs like "Poker Face" and "Boom Boom Pow" into themes of plastic surgery. Omigod, it's hilarious! Other to-die-for SNL vids are:
1. Jizzed in my Pants (LOL)
2. United Way (my favorite)
3. Cookie
4. Laser Cats.
So many ridiculously imature videos, so little time.
You know you love me,
MR

My Saturday

Today was disconnected. The parts didn't fit together. In the morning, I was freaking out because I couldn't find my project sheet. But then I figured it out, so it was ok. I worked onit for a minute, but then Lauren called, so I went over to her house. Turns out, Lily (Lauren's foreign exchange student who left earlier this morning) left me a few things. Isn't that sooo nice? I got chopsticks, a really cool fancy bottle opener (for all the times I need to open a beer), and an awesome Chinese kite ("no fly" Lily said). Then I came home and worked on my project some more, but Lauren called again and we went shopping. I got some makeup from Victoria's Secret with the money my dad gave me, but I felt guilty because it was expensive so I returned it like five minutes later. I decided instead to spend it on thes funky teal sunglasses, whick I needed, and a caramel frap from Starbucks. Ah, money well spent. Later on, Megan and Jenny came over and made us dinner. They hung out for a while, and left about 10:15ish. Now it's 11:30, so I should probably at leaast go to my room and read.

We aren't going to church tomarrow. I couldn't decide which one to try, and my mom wasn't so enthusiastic about it with her leg. So, we will not be churchgoers tomarrow. Instead, I plan to read my Bible. Who knows, I may post a few Bible verses on here if I get inspired! hah. Maybe I will send some emails on the Wii. Yes m'am/sir, you heard me right. I, the technologically impaired, am totally geeking out about this cool thing on the Wii!! You can send emails and trade Miis with people whilst you get your dorky video game fix. Ah, technology. Can't live without it, can't use it without breaking it. Such a fickle thing it is.
-megan

Funny/Inspirational/Cute Poems/Random Tidbits

Here are a list of things that I love and have heard/read:

i spend everyday of my life thinkingabout all the CRAZY STUFF we do
when it starts getting rough
i'm gonna stand by you
W H E N E V E R you need me
i'm gonna be there for you
and if it ever comes down to it
you know, i would lie for you
i would cry for you
and i would die for you
BECAUSE thats what best friends do.

Only Drag Queens & Fairies are suppose to Dazzle.

"Girls are like phones. We love to be held and talked to but if you press the wrong buttons you'll be disconnected!"

"Son, if you really want something in this life, you gotta work for it. Now quite! They're about to announce the lottery numbers."-Homer Simpson

All generalizations are generally false.
-megan

More on my Friday, as Promised

Hello, everyone. There's really nothing more to write...Caleb, Ben, Griffin, and I were just chillin. We listened to music, wrestled (haha), played Sticks, and talked about random stuff. It was cool.

My new favorite songs:
1. Lucky by Jason Mraz feat. Colbie Callay (or howev you spell her last name)
2. It Happens by Sugarland
3. Crush by David Archelets (not my new favorite song, but still my favorite)

Thanks for reading, tell your friends, and come again!
-megamus

My Hoppin Friday Night

You know I really wish I was older, so I could say I went club hopping tonight. But alas. I am not. I really spent my night at home with the Burtons. They came over to keep my gimpy mother company. Fun stuff, hehe. They brought pizza( ;

They just got here like 10 minutes ago, so more later.
Meggie

Celebration...

Celebrate good times, come on! *It's a song* This is my 101 post!! Yay!! Imagine me dancing around. Here's to all the bloggers out there who have stuck with it. Cheers, Megan.

More Random Quiz Results (I'm Becoming Addicted)

You have a wild side, and you aren't afraid to bring it out when the time is right.But you also know when to hang back and keep your "crazy chick" persona in check.In fact, some of your friends may be surprised to find out how far you can take it...You may look mild mannered, but it's all an act!

You have a wild side, and you aren't afraid to bring it out when the time is right.But you also know when to hang back and keep your "crazy chick" persona in check.In fact, some of your friends may be surprised to find out how far you can take it...You may look mild mannered, but it's all an act!


You Are a Chicken
You are a naturally curious and inquisitive being. You are often poking your nose where it doesn't belong!Collecting nuggets of knowledge is important to you. You enjoy knowing everything you can.You are very independent and strong willed. You don't like to be bossed around, and you do as you please.You are quite determined and able to take on challenges. You will "peck away" at a problem until it's gone.

You seem to naturally know a lot about parenting, and you know what kids need.You can tell when it's time to let kids off the hook, and when it's time to lay down the law.While your parenting is modern and hip, it's not over the top.You know that there's nothing cool about a parent who acts like a teenager... or a drill sergeant!


Your Word is "Fearless"
You see life as your one chance to experience everything, and you just go for it!You believe the biggest risk is being afraid and missing out on something amazing.Sometimes your fearlessness means you're daring. You enjoy risky activities.And sometimes your fearlessness means you're courageous. You're brave enough to do the right thing, even when it's scary.


Your Theme Song is Beautiful Day by U2
"Sky falls, you feel likeIt's a beautiful dayDon't let it get away"You see the beauty in life, especially in ordinary everyday moments.And if you're feeling down, even that seems a little beautiful too.


Your Personality Cluster is Extraverted Intuition
You are:You are a true wordsmith and a master of words.You are original, spontaneous, and a true inspiration.Highly energetic, you are up for any challenge.You are entertaining and engaging... both to friends and strangers

You Are the Very Gay Tinky Winky!
Purple with a gay pride symbol... how could he not be gay?And that red purse is divalicious!

Results from Random Personality Quizzes

My "Famous Movie Kiss" is in Romeo and Juliet.

You are very well liked, and many people admire you.You are friendly, well mannered, and fun to be around.Of course, you're not perfect... but that's okay.Your friends are usually willing to accept you for who you are!What People Like About You:People like your self deprecating sense of humor and that you don't take yourself too seriously.People like that you're interesting and intriguing. You always have something interesting to say.What People Don't Like About You:People don't like that you hide from your mistakes and avoid apologizing. It just makes everything worse.

Powerful, confident, and successful - you are definitely a dominant force.You control social and dating situations. It's clear that you're always in charge.

Believe it or not, you're a really effective flirt.And you're so good, you hardly notice that you're flirting.Your attitude and confidence make you a natural flirt.And the fact that you don't know it is just that more attractive!

You are a friendly, social person. You seek out connections and relationships.Being close to others is very important to you, and you don't like discord.You feel great when you're cooperating and working with others. You enjoy belonging to a group.Nothing makes you feel worse that feeling alone or alienated. You want to be liked by those around you.

So now you know a little bit more about little 'ol me! Haha, I don't really put much stock in those silly quizzes, but they sure ar efun to take!
-megan

Spiderman!

Just took a personality quiz..turns out I'm most like Spiderman!! Yes!! Lol. In order from most to least, here are my kindred spirits: Spidy, Superman, Supergirl, The Flash, Wonderwoman, Batman, Robin. Yeah!

End of Your Rope

So I was just listening to a song called Love by Sugarland, and there was a line about love being at the end of your rope. And it made me think of this.

Maybe when people get to the end of their rope, so to speak, I think there's a net, or something, of God's love, just waiting for us. But your feet can't feel it, and you have to trust enough to let go. Maybe being at the end of your rope isn't such a bad place to be. Maybe it's where you grow the most. This was just a random thought that ran through my head.
God Bless,
Meggie

Cinco de Mayo

Happy Cinco de Mayo!

But really...who wants to celebrate May the 5th...the Mexicans, apparently! Partaaay!

My beloved mother celebrated this fiesta of a day by getting surgery. Yay! Just kidding. Well, not about the surgery, about the 'yay'. She really did get surgery. On her ACL, MCL, and meniscus (or however you spell that word). As we speak, she is laying on the couch. She's kind of a mess. Extra tired, her leg hurts, not hungry. I feel bad for her. Since they went ahead with the second surgery, her leg is non-weight baring for up to 3 months. Yeah, you heard me. We will def be relying on the charity of others for a while, lol. Happy Cinco de Mayo to Mommy!!!!!

Dude, I soo wish I could party it up today. Let loose, have a margarita. Jk jk jk. But I really feel like going crazy, school has been one big ball of stress. Not to whine or anything, but AHHHH! I might just go insane in the membrane.

Ok, you guys have heard of Obsessed, riiight?? I SOOOO want to see that movie. It looks really good. Beyonce kicking white girl a** (sorry, Mother. Revised: white girl butt)? Ooooh yeah! Lol, I'm not black by the way. I just happen to LOVE Beyonce (a.k.a. Queen B get it? get it? lol) Alrighty then, it's time to get crackalackin' on my homework, yo dizzles. Don't ask.

Happy Cinco!!!!!!!!!,

Megan Elizabeth

P.S. I feel like doing something super crazy..if only I could think of something super crazy to do...

The rest of my Report(Except the Conclusion)

Eleanor’s life started off auspiciously. In the happy year of 1122, she was born in Bordeaux, France to William X, duke of Aquitaine and Count of Poitou, and Aénor of Châtellerault. Her mother died when she was eight years old, leaving the task of raising her to her grandmother and ladies-in-waiting. Creative, sarcastic, and full of fun, they found her a handful. She and her sister Petronilla passed the time by mimicking the various nobles that visited their father. She also studied both Latin and her own Provençal dialect.
Tragedy struck when her father died of illness in 1137. She was 15 years old. The moment William X closed his eyes for the last time, Eleanor inherited his title and lands, making her the most eligible bachelorette in Europe. Her father, knowing his death was imminent, had sent this message to Louis VI, King of France, better known as Louis the Fat:
“Please keep Eleanor and her inheritance safe, and find her a suitable husband to rule over Aquitaine.” Louis was more than happy to oblige, and quickly married her to his son, Louis VIII on July 25, 1137 in the cathedral of Saint André at Bordeaux. His son had been training as a monk all of his life, because his older brother was to be king. When his brother died, Louis VIII was dragged out of the monestary and quickly prepared to rule. All of this was far beyond his own control. Through this, the king gained control of Eleanor’s land. Still age 15, she was the wealthiest person, man or women, to own land in Europe, and also wife to the heir of the French king. Less than a month after her marriage, the king died. The young couple rushed to Paris and were crowned king and queen.
Eleanor had many new responsibilities and difficulties. As queen, she was expected to produce a male heir to the throne. Her first child, however, was a girl: Marie of Champagne. This was, undoubtedly, a frustration. There were even more upsetting things to come. She attempted to help Louis run the country, but one man prohibited her from doing that. Abbot Sugar, a key political advisor to the late king, manipulated Louis. The two differed in their view of most things, and Louis generally went with Sugar’s wishes. When it came time for the Second Crusade, Eleanor was more than willing to escape from her everyday life. She leaped into action, collecting money and recruiting soldiers, even convincing a sizable group of noblewomen to accompany her. Because of her vigor, more knights came from Aquitaine than any other city. 100,000 men and women left for Jerusalem in June of 1147. It was a hard journey, and finally they took a break in Antioch under the protection of Louis’ younger uncle, Raymond of Poitiers. Eleanor so much enjoyed Raymond’s company that rumors began to circulate of her having an affair. Louis apparently suspecting this as well, and it broke their relationship. Hating to be mistrusted, she demanded a divorce. He refused, and went a step further by dragging her forcefully to Jerusalem. In a last-ditch attempt to save their relationship, Eleanor produced another child, a girl. This caused even more hostility, because she had failed yet again to produce an heir. It ended at last when the pope agreed to annul their marriage, on account of consanguinity.
Eleanor and Henry Plantagnet met in August of 1154. He was 18, she was 25. A mere two months later, they were married. Three years later, she was the queen of France. Together, they controlled the whole of West France. Her marriage was a happy one, and together they had many children. Several achievements were accomplished during her reign as queen. She introduced the French wine industry to England, built docks called Queenhithe, and introduced a system of collecting money called “the Queen’s gold”. No other queen had or has since used the system of the Queen’s gold. Eleanor set up one of “the most famous and influencial cultural centers in 12-century Europe”. Her time was filled with acting as regent for Henry whenever he was gone, which was frequent, and governing Aquitaine and Poitou (she was their feudal lord).
Over time, Henry and Eleanor drifted farther and farther apart. He began to limit her governing power, and to have an open affair with Rosamund Clifford. Richard and Geoffrey, arguably her favorite sons, rebelled against their father with her full moral and military support. Henry decided to give her a choice: to retire into a nunnery or to go into house arrest. Refusing to spend her life as a nun, she was locked in Salisbury Castle for 15 years. At Christmas, she was allowed a family visit. Other than that, she had little to no contact with the outside world. In 1189, Henry died, she was released at age 67. She bounced back in to action, becoming regent for her son Richard when he left for the Third Crusade, who “issued instructions to the princess of the realm, almost in the style of a general edict, that the queen’s word should be law in all matters.” She transacted court and financial business, freed all unfairly imprisoned English people, and arranged Richard’s marriage to Berengaria of Navarre. She formed a dynasty throughout Europe by marrying her daughters to kings and dukes. When Richard went to France, Eleanor accompanied him. Finally able to relax, she retired to an abbey for widows and abused wives of powerful men that she had supported her whole life, called Fontevrault. But fate would not have it. Richard was wounded in battle, and died in her arms 1199. With no time to greive, Eleanor began touring Europe, gaining support for her son John, who’s succession was challenged by his cousin, Count of Brittany. He was crowned king on May 27, 1199. Then she was forced to defend Aquitaine against her grandson who wanted it for France. She won, with the help of John. At long last, she retired again to Fontevrault, where she died peacefully two years later at age 82.

Eleanor of Aquitaine

Right now, I'm working on my history paper about Eleanor of Aquitaine. It's due on Tuesdday, and I have the outline done. I still need to write the actual report and bibliography. Don't worry, I'm a relatively fast repor-writer. I'm going to keep you updated throughout this process, and you can give me feedback on my report. Below you will find the introduction; feel free to add comments or suggestion! Thanks!

Eleanor of Aquitaine was one of the most influential women of medieval times. At different points in her life, she ruled both England and France, prominent countries in Europe then and now. She visited all of the major cities of her time, in a world where travel meant riding horses, sailing, or walking. The Duchess of Aquitaine, Countess of Poitou, Queen of England and France, Eleanor had many formal titles. While few may remember her names, few will forget her vibrant personality, striking looks, and assertive political style; nor should they. Eleanor of Aquitaine is as important in modern times as she was in the past. Even today, women are considered inferior to men in many aspects of life. Examples of strong women from history are needed to remind the world of the things that women have, can, and will do.

All the Single Ladies!

"Blessed are the single-hearted, for they shall enjoy much peace. If you refuse to be hurried and pressed, if you stay your soul on God, nothing can keep you from that clearness of spirit which is life and peace. In that stillness you will know what His will is."
~Amy Carmichael

1 Timothy 4:12

Let no one despise you for your youth, but set the believers in an example in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith, in purity.

Chinese Exchange Student and The Dance

What up. Lauren has a Chinese exchange student, named Lily, staying with her. Her real name, of course, is more like...well, I forget, I will ask her again tomarrow. She is super nice, I totally heart her. But here's the thing: Lily can't, well, she isn't exactly fluent in English. So much so that trying to talk to her is like trying to get my brother to get off his butt during a Fairly Odd Parents marathon. For those of you that don't know my brother, that is close to impossible. She is really pretty/nice, though. And laughter is, after all, a universal language, and we have definately conversed in that way while jumping on the trampoline, which she loves. Overall, it's cool having someone from half way around the world right next door.

Tonight is the dance!!! YAY! I will be uploading/downloading/somehow loading a pic of me and my dress on to the blog soon. But I have to go get ready now, so farewell, loyal blog-readers!
-megan

Dress

Ok, y'all. Update on the Twilight Ball Outfit. I have marked this a Very Important Topic, so I have already decided which dress to wear. Thanks go to Ronnie, Amanda, Stephen, Margo, Megan, Lauren and my mom for helping. The final decision is...the pink dress!!! I apologize to all you picky color freaks who insist it is coral. I would argue that coral is a shade of pink...kind of like saying tangerine is a shade of orange. Whatevs. I will try to get a pic on here of the dress as well as me in it, but you know how I am with this dang computer. It may never happen hee hee. I picked the coral dress because it is more spring-y than the other, and it is a spring dress. I have also been told that it flatters my skin more, and the blue one looks like something my mom would pick out. Which, I don't necessarily consider that an insult. I mean, my mom can pick out some funky stuff (funky in this case meaning scaryily atrocious), but she leans more toward the fashionable mom side of the scale. Dare I say, she even steps over that line. (Don't ever quote me saying that.)

Tonight is the season finale of Chuck, the greatest show freaking ever!!! I can NOT wait! Ellie marries Awesome, there's a bad-guy shoot-out, and Chuck becomes manly. I find myself falling more and more in love with him with each passing episode, the little nerd. But what can I say, I heart nerds...

Speaking of nerds. Devoghn (if I spelled your name wrong I am terribly sorry; names aren't my thing) zapped me today. At my school, "zapping" is when you write someone's name on the back of their hand, and a time on the front. You can't look at the name until that time. If you do, you have to ask that person to the dance. Well, I wouldn't let him write on my hand, so he stole my folder. He told me the name was on the inside of the folder, but, really, it was on the outside. So I saw it. It was Ellery. Yeah, right. Ellery annoys me. He thinks he's some sort of sexy beast (he put "sexy" on his collage about himself), but, in reality, he is not all that cute. He thinks so much of himself, that his head would probably shrink like three hat sizes by puncturing it, I mean, there's just so much hot air up there. Lol. Needless to say, I will NAWT be asking Mr. Ellery to the dance. Anyways, he has a girlfriend. And I don't want to go with anyone. Also, Ryan would be disappointed (LOL Amanda), nawt that I care...

So how about this weather lately. Fab. U. Lous. This is around the time me and Lauren start living out on the tramp. I'm immproving at my flips, but I'm still no match for my daddy (jk jk jk jk jk etc.).

Well, it's dindin time, so so long, farewell, alfeeterzain, goodbye.....
-megan

Hilarious Quotes from Nick And Norah's

I will not be a goody bag at your pity party, Nick.
-Norah

Yeah, I'm a great friend. It's always been like this. I'm the squirein Caroline's never-ending quest for attention.
-Norah

It was a great night, my hetero heroine.
-Dev

Drunk Kid: Are you off duty?
Nick: This isn't a cab.
Drunk Kid: Are you off duty?
Nick: I assure you, this isn't a cab, my friend.
(Nick drives a Yugo.)

I love you so much, it's retarded.
-drunk guy in back of yugo

Tris (breaks off the head rest discreety): See look! Even your car misses me! It's faling apart without me!
Nick: Actually you did that.

Caroline: I found Jesus!
Norah: What??
Caroline: Jesus! He's much taller in person...

Caroline: Um... hi. I'm Caroline. What's your name?... You know what, that's okay. You don't have to tell me. It's been like one of those nights, you know? I was with my friend Norah, who you don't know, but you'd really like her because everybody likes Norah and she... left me tonight which is - she never does that and then I was kidnapped. And then, she... usually when I go home with her she... she makes me a turkey sandwich when I get home, but I might never get home, you know? And I'm so tired. [looks down and notices what is in his lap]
Caroline: Is that a turkey sandwich?

Thom: Well we came to Gray's Papaya to get a bite to eat and she must have woke up because the chick has flown the coop.
Nick: Thom, that's not acceptable.

Thom: Search Party, N.Y.C Search Party, N.Y.C Caroline, Where the hell can you be?
Dev: Caroline! Caroline!
Norah: Caroline! Caroline!
Dev: Caroline!
Nick: Guys, we need to be adults right now.

Nick: So what is your favorite song?
Norah: Well my favorite verse was "The way your looking in your sleep, the way your looking when you leap. The strange Illusions that you keep. You don't know that I'm noticing."
-megan

Dress Shopping and Sleepover

I'm am so happy right now. Like, Jump around, scream my head off, do cartwheels if I could happy. Guess why. I found TWO amazing dresses for the Twilight Ball!! And I only tried four dresses on!!!! They are absolutely gorgeous and look great on me, if I do say so myself. I'm keeping both, but obvi I can only where one to the dance. One is pink and funky and short, the other is satiny and blue and has col flowers on the top. I think I'm gonna where the blue one to Ron and Amanda's wedding (hey you guys! lol) but I just can't decide for the dress. The deal breaker will be whether or not I can get a tan fast enough, because the pink one makes me look really pale.

After dress shopping with Catrina, Rachel, And Sophie, we all went back to Catrina's house for a sleepover. Until five minutes ago, I forgot what movie we watched. Now I remember: Nick and Norah's Infinate Playlist. Wow, it was so freakin' hilarious. So many great lines. Look above for the funniest. We, of course, stayed up late talking about boys, our dresses, school, the dance, ect. It was so fun. I love you guys! Haha.
Happy Best Weather of the Year,
megan

No commentary needed from me, the lyrics speak for themselves.

Of all the things I've believed in
I just want to get it over with
Tears form behind my eyes
But I do not cry
Counting the days that pass me by

I've been searching deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old
It feels like I'm starting all over again
The last three years were just pretend
And I said

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

I still get lost in your eyes
And it seems I can't live a day without you
Closing my eyes and you'll chase my thoughts away
To a place where I'm blinded by the light
But it's not right

And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time
I want what's yours and I want what's mine
I want you
But I'm not giving in this time

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one that I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

And when the stars fall
I will lie awake
You're my shooting star

Goodbye to You by Michelle Branch

I am a Glambert!!!!!!

Yes, I admit it freely, I am a Glambert! What, you ask, is a Glambert? Well wonder no longer, you inquisitive mind! A Glambert is the clever term for a fangirl of the one, the only, the makes-you-cry-with-one-note Adam Lambert!!! Yes, I am truly obsessed. Face, beautiful. Outfits, spicy. Falsetto, truly amazing. Black finger nail polish, eh...you can't have everything. But still. He is so astonishingly cool. WE ARE...GLAMBERTS! THE MIGHTY MIGHTY GLAMBERTS!
-megan

Crossroads

Hola! I just got back from Crossroads, a really big church out in Norwood. It was really cool, and I already know a few people who go there (Jillian, Sophie, Crazy Uncle Ben...). I think we are going to try it again next week. Though I continue to miss good 'ol Lifespring and the familiarity that comes with it, it's been cool seeing how other people learn about Jesus.
Peace,
megan
p.s. Note to Lifespring Kids: I can't tell you how much I miss seeing you guys every Sunday. I could write a whole blog on it. I hope y'all are doing good, and I will text you as soon as I get a new phone (mine broke;I feel so disconnected lol!!). And yes, Josh, I even miss seeing you (;.

Top 5 Ways to Tell if a Girl Is in to You

Let's take it from the bottom:

5. She's using flirty body language. Examples of FBL include playing with her hair, licking her lips, playing with rings/necklaces, and exposing her neck.

4. She's touching you. If you find her looking for excuses to touch your clothes, arms, shoulders, ect., she may like you. We generally don't do those things without a reason. I mean, I certainly don't go around touching every boy I meet..

3. She freshens up throughout the time you are together. If she goes to the bathroom and comes back with freshly applied lipgloss or fixed hair, she may be trying to look nice for you.

2. She makes extended eye contact. If she holds eye contact for a few seconds and ends with a coy smile, she wants you to come talk to you. We aren't always the best at making the first move, so we replace cheesy pickup lines with eye contact.

1. She's talking to you. For me, this is a big one. If I am taking the time and effort out of my busy life to hang out with you, then there is a reason.
-megan

Our Song is Overplayed

Do you all remember some of my earlier posts about Annie, a girl who had a few issues going on in her life? With her permission, I am about to reveal her true identity..after you read this absolutely amazing poem that she wrote based on personal experience. I came up with the name, and we both loved it. So here it goes:

forget his name,

forget his face,

forget his kiss,

and warm embrace,

forget the love,

that once was true,

remember now,

he's chose a new,

forget the times,

you spent together,

remember that

he's gone forever,

forget the times,

they played your song,

remember now,

don't sing along,

forget how close,

you once were,

emember now,

he's chosen her,

forget you memorized,

his walk,

forget the way,

he used too talk,

forget the times,

he made you mad,

remember now,

he's happy not sad,

forget the times

you spent alone,

forget the times,

he used to phone,

forget he made your dreams come true,

remember now,

he's chose a new,

forget the things

you planned to do,

remember now,

she loves him too,

forget the thrills

when he passed by,

forget the way,

he made you cry,

forget the way,

he spoke your name,

remember things,

aren't the same,

forget the way,

he held your hand,

forget the sweet times,

if you can,

forget the times,

that went so fast,

remember now,

it's in the past,

forget he said,

he'd leave you never,

remember now,

he's gone forever

written by Aubrey

Yep, Aubrey is Annie. But more importantly, isn't this poem beautiful? I am so in love with it, especially because it means Aubrey is recovering from Stone. If Stone or anyone who will tell him is reading this, then know that YOU ARE ON MY LIST. If I ever see you again, there will be words said. But anywho, this poem is marvelous, is it not? Brava, Aubs.
-megan