im an aunt cubed!

The 26th of November is the day my niece Olivia was born! I now have 2 nieces and a nephew, I feel so old. But she was 6 weeks early, she weighed a lot, 5 pounds and 4 ounces, 18 and quarter inches long. She is soo very cute. I am so happy and proud. But I just wanted to tell everyone that. :)

the enticing four letter word in which we all strive to give or feel; Love

Love.
Its a very beautiful and delicate thing. Everyone wants to feel loved.
I think you need love to express or feel any other emotion.
Love comes in many different forms. Such as the tender smiles exchanged between a mother and her child, or the passionate embrace of a young couple crazy in love. Love is so inspirational.
Someone will be so in love that all they want to do is make that special person in their life happy.
Love may be a simple four letter word that has an equal amount of consonants and vowels. But it is a word with so much depth and meaning.
Love is the strongest, most spreadable force accessable to mankind. Hate doesn't stand a chance against love.

Have you ever been with someone and it feels as if you are the only two people on the planet? Nothing else matters, as long as you have each other. You look into their eyes and you see yourself, you are so connected and insync that you can see parts of yourself in them.
Once you have love you will do everything in your power to keep it. Losing love is like losing a little bit of yourself.
Love isn't only for people who are in a relationship.
Love can be a simple "hello"
An act of love could save someone's life, you could show a person love and it could mean the world to them.
But I could sit here all day and talk about my feelings and thoughts toward love. I won't. I just know that I'm loved, and I try to love everyone that I come in contact with.


MADDI

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After you type a word so many times it no longer looks right to your eyes. I almost doesn't seem like a word anymore.

This blog is lacking depth.

-Can you find where I wrote blob?

MADDI

life is beautiful.

I noticed that I said blogosphere in my last blog, that was ultra NERDy of me. I like it. I have spent all day thinking. I wish I had the energy to write about some of the things in which I have spent this beautiful Sunday thinking of. But I do not. I am so very, very tired. I slept at my sisters house last night, I never fell asleep. I noticed she had very dry heat at her apartment, it was so much different from the heat at my house, made it impossible to sleep.

I want to sleep.
Goodnight.


MADDI

America's Mall fails me no more!

This weekend me and lovely parents drove up to the cities to spend some quality bonding time at the mall o' America with my siblings. Well, as you can imagine it was incredibly packed because for 1. It was a saturday and 2. A new store that produces mass amounts of overpriced dolls for little girls that don't know any better was having their "Grand Opening!" bleh. My boyfriend goes to the U of M and he also humored me and came along for this joyful experience. I think we were there for a span of about 10 minutes before begging my parents to let my and boyfriend and his friends and myself leave. I tried many different things, I even claimed that I have agoraphobia. (I am sure that isn't how you spell that) finally my parents allowed us to jet off to a place less frantic with little girls and their parents. But before saying our goodbyes my mum made a point of making me feel completely awful by going on a rant about how "it was my idea to go there in the first place" never would I suggest to go to America mall on a weekend! But that is where I finish this "letter" to the blogosphere.

MADDI

Blackbird singing in the dead of night.

I have a confession.
I love The Beatles.

Yeah.

I really don't enjoy blogging when there are a lot of things on my mind, one slip of my emotions and thoughts and I will be word vomitting on this page.

I find myself unknowingly saying vulgar phrases. quite a bit. no good.

I have this thing that I do, it's sucking at school. I have noticed that homewrod is really what kills me. I learn everything, when I take tests it shows that I am learning everything just fine. I have this terrible outlook on homework, I think it's a waste of time, its really not. Letter grade wise it's very important. But I think doing homework doesn't help me remember and learn things. I see people cheat in order to get a good letter grade? That is a waste of time, I mean great you receive a decent grade on the assignment (assuming the person you cheated off of knew what they were doing), but did you really learn anything from that? No. I would rather accept a bad grade then take someone else's work and call it my own. But that is that. WORD VOMIT.

I find myself overthinking things. Why?

But I am going to stop. BLOG DONE.

MADDI

Boring. Long. Ordinary. GRADED=my blog.

That was a pretty angsty title eh?

Anywho. Blog in progress.

I would like to start out by saying OBAMA 08 BABY!!!

The one thing about this second quarter of school is the teachers have this evil plan that pretty much Guarantees a big freaking FAIL stamped right in my brain. I feel like in a majority of my classes they have either assigned large assignments or projects. Blah.

Its funny how some soaps or body washes mostly are not real smells. I have noticed that with mens body washes or deodorants, they are scents like lustful forest. Or something crazy like that. I mean that isn't even a real smell. You can't ever really identify the smell, like pin it to a real thing such as fruit or,,,chocolate. Anyone notice that?

By the way scattergories is an awesome game. Play it some time!

MADDI