The Mean Reds

Sunday, June 22, 2003
 
PSSSSSST!!!!!

This is no longer my blog!! My new blog is... [drum roll]

HERE!!!!! ---------------> http://reds.her-own-eyes.org (Don't put in www. b/c it doesn't seem to want to work if you have the www. in the address. Or maybe that's my computer being stupid. So, don't com here no mo'. Melissa has left this building.

HAHAHAHAHA!!! ::skips off to reds.her-own-eyes.org::
 
phew, i caught almeda. she's helping me now, so that is good. i thought i'd never see her online again. that damn harry potter and his friends, ron and hermione, had her hostage. the world is good now.
 
did this work??
Thursday, June 19, 2003
 
Let's see. It's the 19th, and the last I blogged was the 15th. So I shall blog now!

Well, I think the biggest thing is that I reorganized and cleaned my room. I took down all my NSYNC stuff except one wall and like 3 posters. When I was taking them down, I became very sad. I realized that I had grown up. The only reason I'm bummed about growing up is because I feel I missed a lot. At the Institutes (my old school) I was expected to be very mature and had to uphold a lot of responsibilities. So, even though I was 13 I felt much, much older. We kept color coded schedules. We got in trouble if we didn't keep them. I don't know I just wished I could be a kid to make up for lost time.

But anyway, my room looks really cool and I like the new layout to it. I guess you'll all have to take a peek.

Hung out with Shannon Moyer and Chad Gant yesterday. We went to Barnes and Noble. Looked at sex books and tried to find lesbian sex for Shannon. No lesbian sex was found. Concluded that Shannon has a penis phobia and then went to the psychology section but got sidetracked when we passed the sex and relationships section again. Oh well. We said hi to Sly because he was working. He gave me a button. I put it on my shoe.

I didn't know Chad was really into Harry Potter. What fun! I'm going to get him Harry Potter in Spanish when his birthday comes around again, b/c he looked at it and was like whoa.

I don't have much else to say. I helped Sage have a revelation last night. The outcome was quite good.

I miss Alison. I'm going to make her a picture and send it to her. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Ta ta, I must take a shower.


Sunday, June 15, 2003
 

Well, yesterday was my trip to the shore. I went with my friends Shayna, Spencer, Marlowe, Ben, Tam, and Chenee. It was uber fun. But Janelle (Tam's twin) couldn't make it. That made me sad, because she's the best. She was such a good friend of mine.

Ben has absolutely no sense of direction. I can't tell you how many times we got lost. But it was all good. Marlowe brought the Rolling Stones to listen to. I got some great advice from Marlowe. About my father, about school, about life. Marlowe is so cool. You ask him to quote any politician in history, he probably could. I don't know if you think that's cool, but I do. Plus he's funny. That's always good too. Another one of those people you all have to meet. I admire his intellect and insight very much. We're all going to see Nay, Tam, and Nelle sometime this summer. But Nelle's going to be in France, so maybe not her. Oh well.

Anyway, ummm...summer's started. Go team us!!

I think I want to get a nose piercing...yeah, a nose piercing. My mom won't let me get one in my eyebrow or lip because she says and I quote "they're too pretty, and you're not allowed to fuck with them." So my nose. Why the hell not?? I was thinking my tongue but evidently tongue piercings rot your bottom gums or teeth in the future. Something like that. I don't want that. The nose seems safe enough :)

Hey Almeda, if I were to learn some more html and java, would you be willing to host me? Or perhaps help me find a host? I don't want to be trapped inside blogger walls anymore and places like geocities and what not aren't very friendly. I hate asking, but it's something I really want to do. Thank you for your time :)

I'm tired and I must call alison before I forget and go to bed.


Thursday, June 12, 2003
 
I wanted to blog this before I forgot. I just sat outside for a good half hour watching the storm. Storms are the most beautiful things in the world. Better than the sunny days where the sunlight shines of the bright green leaves, and better than windy days in fall where there's that smell of fireplaces carried into your nostrils.

Summer storms are the best. I like how the trees sway and how, when lightning stikes, there's flashes of grey and purple reflected off every leaf. I love it when lightning turns the sky that real pale lavendar. The roaring sounds of thunder. That awesome crack of lightning.

I never realized how much I love the color grey. The clouds were so many different shades of it and at one point the dark clouds slowly started to swirl and blend with the lights. I was amazed by how they blended. Then the dark clouds started to dominate the sky and I noticed the darker they got, they turned these hazy olive greens and rusty oranges. At one point, the clouds in the east were that rusty orange that melted into these grey blues that poured into these rich blues in the west. And to see purple lightning against all those colors was the most incredible thing I've ever seen.

I also like the way the wind carries the rain droplets; the way they make littles waves in the streets and it gives the illusion of the cars being engulfed. I like the way porch lights reflect on the wet streets. And I like how that lights is disturbed by the droplets of water. It looks like the light is splattering like yellow paint. Storms are so cool. I hope its like this tomorrow at the party. If it does, were having it outside. Or least we'll try.

Summer is good only because of the storms. However, there is the fact you aren't freezing cold when you get out of the shower, and the fact that you don't have to shave your legs with goosebumps. But I guess that's only because my house is freezing in the winter. So I'm always cold around here. I hate shaving when I have goosebumps because I'm more likely to cut myself.

I need art supplies, now that I'm officially allowed to sit around and do nothing. I'm done. It's great.
Wednesday, June 11, 2003
 
I think this summer I'm going to be like Harriet the Spy. I'm going to carry around a journal and record everything I see. I did it after I read the book. From ages 10-13 I was so hooked on Harriet the Spy. One of my favorite kids books. I loved it. Damn that was another one I wanted to put on my list!

Anyway, I want to start doing that this summer. Everywhere I go. And if I leave without it, smack me. Or something. Or give me a piece of paper. Whatever.

My mind is too clouded to write about anything else. 1 more final to go....just one more. Oy geez.