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Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Wed, 12 Oct 2005 23:01:08 GMT

HEY XANGA LAND... I DIDN'T GO ANYWHERE.

expect an update for this shit soon!

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Thu, 11 Aug 2005 22:37:46 GMT

Symbolism in The Scarlet Letter;;

"I think her name is Pearl...
cause the book
... is a clam."

-Ben Mason

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Thu, 21 Jul 2005 15:26:49 GMT

The Sveden Experience 2005

Coming soon…

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Tue, 10 May 2005 00:00:17 GMT

SHIT CHYO!

Hollerr.

Cause it’s my birfday…

…And not yours, maaahhh fucka!!!!

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Tue, 03 May 2005 20:26:32 GMT

Siiiiiiiincce my birfday is only a week away today. (And I know that you all are going crazy shopping for me and what not ), I've decided (and forced because nobody really knows what I want) to make a list of my demands... I mean wishes (hehehehe) because I love you.

...and you love me right?

+ I've never found a store that fit my body type perfectly except for hollister, abercrombie, and forever 21. So if you get me anything from there (or gift cards to there)... that would be sexy.

+ those half jean jackets are sexy

+ marley skirt and rasta wear (*cough*tina)

+ packs of green mumbas (they're forbidden... and it's sexy)
--- AND THEY'RE CANDY, YOU FREAKS.

+ a bottle of CKOne

+ any not too slutty clothes from LVLX

+ a pretty beaded clutch from the stand right outside of LVLX

+ a nice pair of hemp flip flops

+ sexy toe rings

+ the 'E' light in IKEA

+ tickets to anything I'd be interested in

+ a day at the zoo, the aquarium, or the science center, followed by a night on the harbor (pref. with the crew)

+ peace on earth?

+ a pretty but not too flashy purse... because all of the ones that I steal from kalesa are lookin a liiiitttle old.

+ those nachos from tgi fridays are so fawesome so umm let's eat there.

+ a carvel ice cream cake that says "Happy Birthday Fatty Mel" with those chocolate crunchies in the center.

+ really cute underwear... cause that would be pretty champ

+ rasta colored addidas-- and if any of you realize that there are rasta colored addidas because I just said that they were in existence and jack them for yourselves... I'ma have to cut you

+ and... I guess a white jackovercoat zip up hoody type thing because pina jacked both of mine and lost them... bitch.

I guess... mix and match?

I've never made a list like this before and it's too sexy for a shirt.

Be safe and make good choices, yo.

cya ladle.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Tue, 26 Apr 2005 20:03:41 GMT

Guide my hand, oh Lord i pray

Give me life and strength this Day

Please protect me as I sleep

And keep the hearts of those who weep

Forgive this evil I commit

Entrust my word, what i submit

In my heart i know this true

That I will always live for you

By: Joshua Lamar Edwards.

I've never been much of a crier.

I've never cried so much in my life-- seriously.

I've never lost a friend before.

I hate watching people cry.

I hate thinking about how his family feels.

But I can't help it

and it fucking hurts.

And there are no other words to describe what kind of emotion everybody feels right now.

And these past couple of days have honestly been the hardest days in my life.

Getting ready for prom following the funeral was the most difficult experience ever.

Thank you to everybody who has been there for anybody and myself. I can't express my appreciation enough to you.

**And to all you insanely overwhelming fucks who have been the biggest bitches to me when you know this has been the worst week (and I call you my brothas): at least I could keep my asshole comments to myself, you shit.

I'm not strong enough to start posting up memories without crying and hurting as much as I did in the last few days. I'd say the most pain came when I tried to open the program for his viewing and seeing his family the way they were. Nobody should ever have to feel this way. Josh did not deserve to die. Nobody deserves to die.

I don't think I could ever remember someone so well as much as Black Josh because he had too much significance. Fuck, his name was 'Black Josh', not 'Joshua Lamar Edwards', but 'Black Josh'. And he lived his life, every second, with no shame. I don't care if some of the decisions he made were pretty much the fucked up decisions ever. It doesn't mean it was wrong to experience them. He knew this day was coming and it just happened so fast. I still can't believe nor do I want to. He lived life to the fullest because he could. He did everything... BECAUSE HE COULD.

I've known him since eighth grade because he was in every single one of my classes. He was the strongest person I've met, seriously. I would never be able to go through what he does and come to school every day with the same upbeat walk and happy face.

He never let his pain get in the way of his happiness,

He never let any pain get in the way of anybody's happiness.
Everytime I talked to him, he made me feel like I was worth a million bucks and it felt so good.

He was never a person who would put people down.

He made his legacy while he was young and he was damn proud of it.

I can't help but hold the highest respect for a person like that.

I love you, Black Josh.

You'll always be here to me no matter what.

4.19.05 told me that

Legends never die.

Monday, March 28, 2005

Mon, 28 Mar 2005 18:49:28 GMT

Edit:// haha just to be clear (since I get this a lot)
... NOT ALL FILIPINOS ARE RELATED.

hahaha dumbasses.

ok... so I procrastinate A LOT.

It's the last day of Spring Break and it was by far the worst Spring Break I've ever had in my life. I'm not gonna go into detail because in general, it just sucked. My Spring Break consisted of no alcohol, no taking tops off, no parties, no NOTHING... and it sucked. haha maybe that's a little overdramatic but doing everyday things makes the mood feel like... everyday. Whenever we have off of school, I like to make the breaks have a little significance. nah mean?

              Christmas Break was were it was at, yo. Everyday that week was fun as shieeet. All them 'not parties' at my house where random people just came and chilled... till 6 in the morning, all the money spending (mmmm), and the best part of all, nobody had a problem with it. My parents didn't care. Have you ever seen the rents not care about anything? Isn't that fucking insane?!... It was shocking... scared me a little, but it was all good.

             I felt like was in the philippines again except the weather was cold for no reason... but I wasn't complaining (it wasn't even the potential cold it could get for MD).

            And for once, it felt like everything was going right (because it's like a 1/23984879283472 chance that a feeling like that ever happens). It was good times.

And just in case yall forgot.. let me recap your memory a little.

Christmas Break o4'

... hmmm remember that one day where we played family feud, charades, hide and go seek in the dark in the basement... and oh yea, I forgot... trashed my house? hahaha.

are those pancakes I see on the counter?

And (if you try to unblurr the clock in the background) at around 2:15am... we decided to... build a human pyramid?

but of course... it's always good to warm up before you work out. (haha yea... I love the crew)

New Years o4'

this night was a tad crazy.

haha HELL, IT WAS FUN AS SHIET.

tha ladies.

(why jonny is in this picture... is beyond me)

tha fellas. guapo guapo.

It started at alberts where it was just a calm sweet, dropping of the ball type party with the fam and gradually, it moved to my house where once again, NOBODY CARED WHAT WE WERE DOING score?

FUCK YEA.

chugging in my family room... BECAUSE WE COULD. WOOOOO.

poker

laid back on some soco...

... heh well, gelo more than me.

And it was the most bitchin start to a
... an even more bitchin year?

We'll see. Let's keep the good times comin.

*pictures courtesy to whoever took them because I sure as hell don't know who did. (except for facha gelo's of course) haha.

cya ladle.

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Sun, 13 Mar 2005 17:38:20 GMT

have you ever felt that life is like that insanely fatass bird that flies above you constantly crapping on your head?

I have. It makes you feel like shit just as much as you smell like it.

Man, I need a redbull.

In fact... I think we ALL need some redbulls.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Tue, 08 Mar 2005 13:54:26 GMT

In 2001, I remember I threw up twice in one night and that was it. It was sick (haha like most vomit is).

Haha I took an overload of pancit and apparently, that can cause food poisoning if you eat too much? I derno... maybe its the grease which sucks because I love pancit with my life. (it wasn't lola's cooking that made me throw up, it was some other strange lady)<< ((please look over that sentence again and read that it WASN'T MEANING WAS NOT my lola's cooking that made me throw up, some other strange lady made it. Haha unfortunately, you guys can't read very well.))

In fact, my lola is making it right now... I would like to eat it

but I'm still in trauma from the effects haha. maybe in like 2 hours...

Well I had a good thing going, until last night when cheeburger cheeburger pretty much screwed me over. For a good 4 years, I haven't been sick and haha that's fucking awesome. Yall feel me?

But it was those damn frings. Those damn undercooked frings.

which lead me to the best night ever.

BECAUSE WHEN MELANIE IS SICK, SHE'S ACTUALLY SICK.

YAY FOR FOOD POISONING.

first, I woke up at 2 in the morning. AND THREW UP.

and thirty minutes later, I threw up again.

I stayed awake for 5 hours and each hour, I threw up. It was very exciting. ::bangs head on the table::

Then, after all the insanely fun throwing up (because theres nothing funner than that right?) my throat got burned from all the fucking stomach acid.

And then the best part ever, I got dehydrated. wooo
And then when I went to drink something, I started gagging.
Subsequently, throwing up. It's just too much fun for one night.

And then I got a fever... and it was freezing everywhere I went. yes!

And now, I have no energy, I threw up my enitre stomach, my throat hurts, and I can't think of food because it makes me nauseous. Oh yea and all the blood rushed to my lips so now they are juicy and pink... I guess it goes well with the palest face on the universe.

IT'S THE BEST FEELING EVER.

just as good as the average shatty feeling?
and the six days of exciting green tea stories and melted bottles of honey and fatty sean drawings?
I mean nothing can relate... right?

ummmm...did I mention that i hate EVERYTHING right now and the world can burn in hell?

AND TAKE CHEEBURGER CHEEBURGER ALONG WITH THEM SO THEY CAN BURN THEIR FRINGS INSTEAD OF SERVING THEM UNDERCOOKED AND MAKING PEOPLE DIE.

peace, biznatches.
cya ladle.

Monday, February 28, 2005

Mon, 28 Feb 2005 19:24:13 GMT

ok, you're gonna have to bare with me here.
apparently people don't read till the end of my stories.
(maahh fuckas)

I've had the most productive day! like no my gosh!

First, I slept the best sleep in the world and woke up to the warmest day. I ate a good eat. Then I slept a good sleep. super duper!

I've eaten three salads today-- the most delicious salads in the world. And then, I slept again-- best sleep EVER. yep yep yep!

And then... I ate again!

I totally drew this picture of Sean because Mr. Williams asked for a person described as a Fat Mexican... so I drew a fat Sean who looks like he's on crack.

I drank green tea... THREE TIMES. And like no my goodness, bummer dude, the final time, I like totally ran out of sugar... and since the day was SO exciting already.(like 'omg!' exciting), I thought I'd try a little something new. I decided to put... HONEY... that's right, HONEY in my tea. crazy?! no wayyyyy... you're one insane mother fucker, mel.

And I take out the honey and it's like frozen, man. So I put this bottle in the microwave for 20 seconds. and the bottle melts on the top but none the less, the honey was A fucking OK, man. And so I pour. Since its the first usage of the fluid, I didn't know it would pour so fast. And out came the freaking honey but I didn't care because I had no sugar and honey isn't as sweet as sugar and I like my tea with SWEET but tasting the tea at the same time it's great stuff. Wow, that was a LONG sentence, biiiiiiiiitccccch. Like run on like I don't understand, man!

So I taste the tea.

And its not sweet.

So in the end, all I had was non sweet tea, and a melted bottle of honey.

great story, right?!

ummm like hehehe... I THINK I'LL GO KILL MYSELF NOW.

**Might I add, the one mood or feel that isn't obvious when you type something is sarcasm. if you catch my drift.