SONG OF THE DAY
With U
By Jess Simpson

-W/ nothin but a T-shirt on...I've never felt so beautiful....Baby as I do now....now that I'm w/u!


*muah*



*follow ur heart*

SONG OF THE DAY (its good charlotte again!)
well here it is......

Say Anything....
By Good Charlotte
-I'm Fallin Down.....Don't say a word...I know you feel the same...Just give me a sign....please don't walk away...I know you wanna stay.....


*muah*

15 minutes till 10......
hey whats up? nothin new here...I was just watchin Trading Spaces Celeb edition and doin a little pilates (yeah its real surprising I do a lil exercise here and there haha) and I thought I would come down and write shit here since I haven't done much here for a few days...ahhh i'm excited LAST DRIVING HOUR tomorrow! FINALLY! I hate those Northgate people so much! and then test on Tues! OM goodness>....I hope I pass...w/all my heart!!! It's time to get the license...seriously...so I'm listening to Lindsay Lohan and I'm so super jealous that she can sing...or is it all digitalized hey! that's totally cheating.....but she seems genuine so i bet she can sing pretty good....haha....NERD! well i better get goin and off....talk to u when i talk to u!
love u lots.
*muah*
-CrazyMel

SONG OF THE DAY (check the other blog for a real entry!)
Hold On By Good Charlotte
-Hold on if you feel like lettin go....Hold on it gets better than you know.......


*love ya*

SONG OF THE DAY
Ultimate by Lindsay Lohan
-cuz I've been waitin all my life for someone just like u.....ur it...ur the ultimate....you-

SONG OF THE DAY
"Addicted"
By Enrique Iglesias
-I'm not afraid of dyin...But I am afraid of losin you.....

Dear Della.....
Hello Della....this is my first entry to you online...Well anyway no one cares about that....I just want to say that I'm glad your friend got her heart/liver transplant...I know you were worried about it and I hope that you will be a lot less tense now..I'm sure everything went fine and I'm glad for you...Nothin much is up with me these days....Normal during the day (well as normal as possible)....Suicidal at night...but you tell me its because I get tired so I believe that its okay to get that way during the pm hours, look at pics, think about it, plan how I'm gonna do it...and then in the morning everything is all better and I can forget what happened the night before...I haven't cut for probably a month...trust me that's progress isn't it? You have told me so that that IS definately progress....There's this girl right? And she needs help...Oh Della I wish you could help her...I wish with all my heart you could just talk some sense into her. She needs to know that there are people willing to listen, there are people that care, there are people that can help her out...But she just doesn't get it...She will keep holding herself away from what she wants. I wish I could give her the world. I don't even like her the way I like you but she is neat. I know thats an evil 80s word. But she is. I truly believe that she has a purpose in life and if she could just find that she would just live it and be so successful without having to worry about life's problems. I mean there's always gonna be problems right? But she will breeze right through them as if they are just a bump in the road. You slow down to take them, but once your over you keep on drivin fast. I know you could help her and you could explain all this in a "therapist" sort of way..I know I couldn't...I'm not smart enough...I hope she finds her path soon...I don't think I can bare to look at her any longer...She might end up in a place where she can't get out and then what? Well, if I talk to you about this will you listen? Please, I beg of you, please please listen to me and just let me go....Let me tell you about the people like this who are struggling more than me but aren't as lucky to have someone like you....
Until next time.....
-Crazy Mel-

hey y'all
im just sittin here thinking.......
-Why?
Why does God make everything so complicated
I thought he wanted us to be perfect human beings
Nothing wrong, nothing wrong at all
But he challenges us everyday, he challenges
what we do and what we believe in
Doesn't he want us to believe in Him? Then
why the fuck does he throw shit at us all
the frickin time?
Its like he wants us to walk through a
stormy day without gettin hit by lightening
WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM US GOD?
Why did you make us? Whats our purpose?
We are the youth that will make this world
what it will be in the next how many years?
Don't you want us to be happy on earth
as images of you walkin around and just
living?
Or is living too much for you to handle?
We're all on the verge of throwing
ourselves overboard....and you don't even care...

*haha so thats my poem for the day....its a little weird and y'all may not agree with it....got a comment? post it!!

love u lots.......-melly-

Hello Fellow Students (heehee)
whats goin on guys? nothin much here...just got back from golfin and a little shoppin with the daddy....yeah so I skipped out on school today (had a freakin big headache) and so i hope i didnt miss too much....was the amlit test hard? hope not....yeah im not very exciting am i? well my feet really smell and i cant really stand their stench? any ideas to obliterate that? so thats bout it for me i might write later tonite! love y'all:
heres a thought:
*whos your idol??
mine:
Andrea
Della
Miss Barry
Mr. Gardner (hes awesome)
Fr. Loomis (if any of you know him you know what I'm talking about)
Ms. Miller (the 5th grade teacher I wish I had)
Catherine Zeta-Jones
Brad Pitt
Courteney Cox
Diane Lane
Maura Tierney
Tom Cruise
Tommy Lee Jones
Bruce Willis (hes so hott)

SONG OF THE DAY:
The Voice Within
By Christina Aguilera
-Just trust the voice within......

A Poem
So I'm sittin here
Waitin for your call
but everytime you get a chance
you leave me here sittin
like a dumb ass little girl
and I wonder why I even
wait for you.....Are you good
enough....Will you treat me
right...but why do I ask myself
that anyway cuz you don't want me
like everyone else in the
world....is anyone even listening
is anyone even reading this
so whats the point
of this fucking
poem