while you eat, may i suggest buying a pumpkin scented candle!

So.
I am in Sioux Falls, SD, in a cracker barrel. (the restaurant, not an actual cracker barrel) but I have never been to one before and it is absolutely DELICIOUS! I am blogging on my phone so this is going to be short because it really is not the greatest typing all of this on a phone. I think it is crazy that there is a gift shop in the middle of this restaurant! I think I will end with that, so keep that in your thoughts, let it creep into your dreams!
MADDI

Innocent faces looking up at me, in absolute wonder.

I have been thinking about why I like children. I don't want to sound like a weirdo but I do really love kids. The thing I love the most is their innocence. They are still at a point in their life where don't laugh at the word "balls" or along the lines of that whole concept. Sorry if that was inappropriate, but I don't know how else to get my point across. Have you ever just watched kids play? I think it is the most beautiful thing a person could observe. Everything makes so much sense but yet really none at all, but it doesn't matter if it makes sense to us; all that matters is that they understand what they are doing, which i know they do.

I always wish I could go back in time and watch myself play as a child. Kind of take a peak into the mind of "Maddi" at a young age. Sometimes I believe youth is really just a state of mind. You could have that youthful innocence your whole life, if you let yourself stay uncorrupted and pure of heart and mind. I have come to terms with the fact that that is completely and utterly impossible in this day and age. In a world of corruption you can't help but be exposed to the worldly sins, they are everywhere. If the world was run by children there would be no war, there would be no corruption, it would be beautiful...but we can't stay young forever. Sadly.

One more thing about children; listen to them. Every single word they say to you is not only beneficial to not only you, but to THEM, kids really want to be grown up, it means the world to them when a grown adult listens and inderstands what they are saying. So take that into consideration.

Thanks for reading. :)

MADDI

The sweet aroma of vanilla hand cream.

Hello
I have been very boring the past weeks. I honestly have nothing exciting to talk about, no witty comments, no philospohical theories. Just Bleh. I think I may be having a mid-life crisis, even though this is not what i call my "mid-life" at least I hope it's not, that would mean I am only going to live till the age 30. Yikes. But anywho there is seriously something wrong. Academically speaking especially, my grades are going to hell. (excuse my language) ahh. anywho.

The funniest thing about this whole blog is that I am at my mum's work (anytime fitness) typing it on her computer. But I just thought of something I could talk about. I really enjoy listening to people tell stories. I mean it is absolutely fantastic, their facial expressions, irrelevant details. Just being able to be apart of something they experienced is great. I love to be able to hear how much they cherished and enjoyed that moment. I think when someone takes time out of their day to stop and share something with you, you should listen to every miniscule detail, no matter how irrelevant it seems to you, you should still listen. It obviously was important to them if they felt the need to share it with you.
I always feel like I am extremely strange. No one really has the same outlook on things as I do. I always wonder if their are people who think like I do, am I the one who is different or is everyone else? Sometimes I think I should tone down my "out there ness" but then again I kind of enjoy my wiggity wiggity wackiness.
But I am tired of blogging so...Farewell
MADDI

Blogging+Maddi=FAIL

Well Hi.

I would like to apologize for my lacking in the whole blog department. I cannot blog for a grade, I don't know, that is a really awful thing but it is true. I feel awkward on this blog, like my classmates and teacher are reading it. There are only a select few who know how strange I can be. I am scared that by me blogging people will find out my secret quirkiness. But I am done talking about not blogging. A lot of things have happened none that I care to share. RHYME. I am at a point of the day where my mind is empty, no thoughts. I have noticed that people really vent on their blogs, I am not sure if i want to do that. that whole, "You know what bugs me about people?" kind of thing. I really want to get philosophical and deep....but I don't know what to talk about. A long time ago I asked someone what I should blog about, they said chickens. So hey...chickens I believe really should find another purpose in life besides getting eaten. My new goal in life is to discover a hidden skill or talent that chickens posess. I know there is something more to them. BUT I think I will call it a Day.

:)

once again terribly sorry about my lack of blogs.

MADDI