Ok so i've been thinking a lot about what i want to study in college and i think i want to major in jornalism and minor in technical theatre or equine management (or something equine) That way I can write in newspapers and write books, and i can be an equine journalist (which would be totaly awesome) and if writing gets old i can always resort to technical theatre which is a blast and i will probably end up doing it whether i write or not.
My grandparents are in town looking for property to move up here i don't really know how i feel about that. ?????? The showcase was a blast and so was jim's its going to be so different at drama with all these people graduating. I think for the first time in my life i have found my little place and i am really happy there.
We are bringing the cows here (i know i've been saying that for a long time but its true they are suppose to come ethier this week or next.) i know its been a while since i've been tagged but here are 7 random things about me.
1. I am fasinated by presidential assinations (especially Lincoln and JFK and their similarities)
2. I really have more than 2 brothers I actually have 6 brothers and 6 sisters. :)
3. I have a weird obsession with organization and pins (like the kind that u write with)
4. it is very hard for me to go to sleep without reading something before.
5. I am really mad about the nancy drew movie they are making i think its going to ruin the whole series and they already ruined it with the modern addition I think they should just leave the best mystery series alone.
6. I am also really mad that street sense didn't win the preakness because his head was back. Although it was and awesome race with a photo finish. I have many reasons why i think street sense lost, curlin won, and why we should have a rematch but it would take to long. :(
ok i can't think of anymore so now its six random things.
g2g
love ya'll
Madi
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
The Kiss
Hey guys I don't have much time to write im really hooked up with school but i'm turning in my final paper and its a fictional story that i wrote. Tell me what you think, please be honest if i need to change something like the ending or anything. or even miss spellings too My grade depends on it :) thanks! the pix the story is about is on the link
Ela pulled the key out of the Soda Shoppe’s door and started to walk to her apartment. As she walked across the street she quickened her steps feeling the cold wind pick up speed and blow against her face, turning her nose and cheeks red. She walked up the steps and went to the first door on the left, inserted and turned the key kicking the door open, as she did so an immediate flood of warm air returned her nose and cheeks back to their normal color. Closing the door behind her she glanced around the one-bedroom apartment and felt a tear slowly run down her soft cheek. Ever since Josh, her husband of 2 months, had been drafted to fight in the war the apartment had become a pile of memories that she knew she may never relive. In this apartment they had eaten their first meal together, sat and listened to the baseball game on the radio, every night before they went to bed she would read to him. The last night before he left she had read her favorite book, Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. He mocked it mercilessly and her response was that it was a classic and whether he liked it or not he needed to listen. They had laughed, cried, and shared moments that many people only dream of having. “How was your day?” Rachel, her roommate and best friend, asked jolting Ela out of the past. “Fine, business was slow because of the cold weather.” “Don’t worry business will pick up when the sailors come home in two weeks.” The reminder of this made Ela’s heart jump. According to Josh’s last letter he was in this group of sailors coming home. “What’s for dinner? Ela said trying to hide her distraction. “Chicken soup.” Rachel answered with a knowing smile and returned to her preparations. That night they ate silently as they usually did both thinking of the war and how it had affected America the past few years.
The next morning Ela woke up to find Rachel already gone to work at the local hardware store. The Soda Shoppe was closed for the day so she decided to go buy a welcome home dress for when Josh returned. She had been saving up for a red dress that she had seen in a store window; the neck was wide almost reaching the edge of her shoulders, the sleeves went just past her elbows, the bright fabric hugged her slender body and flowed to just below her knees making a full skirt. It was beautiful; she loved it and knew he would too.
She was about to open the door to go shopping when the phone rang. “Hello,” she answered, “This is the New York Police Department do you own the Soda Shoppe?” asked the male voice on the other end. “Yes I do officer, is there a problem?” “Well last night the strong wind blew a chair and it broke the front window. We have it covered with paper, but it will need to be repaired to avoid vandalism.” “There goes my red dress.” She wanted to say but instead said, “Yes sir I will get it replaced, thank you.” She hung up the phone and sighed. What else was going to go wrong with the shop? This month both the ice cream maker and a pipe had broken and had to be replaced. She did know for sure she couldn’t afford both a new front window and a new dress and she knew which one had to go.
It was noon, the glass guy had already come to fix the window and just as she had guessed it blew all her savings. “This happens every time I get a decent amount saved up. Something always goes wrong.” she thought. Trying to forget about it she decided to head back to the apartment for some lunch on the way she grabbed a newspaper not bothering to look at the headline till she had entered the apartment door and closed it behind her. Unfolding the newspaper she read the headline, “Navy ship sunk on way home! No Survivors!!” She sank to the floor leaning her back against the door. She didn’t feel like eating, she didn’t even feel like breathing. The tears welled up in her eyes so big that she couldn’t see the paper in front of her; she finally gave up and crawled to the bed. Laying down she pulled the covers over her head somehow feeling that if she hid from the world around her it would never find her.
Two weeks had passed and she hadn’t left the apartment, she had barely even gotten out of bed. Rachel had tried everything to cheer her up and comfort her, but she knew it was hopeless. Finally, Ela decided that it was time to get up and face the world. She prepared for a usual day at the Soda Shoppe. She choose a white dress with long sleeves, a tight neck and short, full skirt that buttoned down the front, not bothering to look at the calendar to recognize that it was the day the sailors were scheduled to come home. She walked out of the apartment trying to ignore everyone huddling around the newsstand. Ela knew they were all waiting to see the list of casualties from the Navy ship and she didn’t want to read Josh’s name on it. But what she didn’t know was that the Navy ship that had sunk was an enemy ship. Keeping her head down trying to keep in the tears that were flooding her eyes she walked till she reached the street and prepared to cross. About half way through the street she saw a man’s profile that she recognized as Josh’s. She reprimanded herself saying that it was foolish to fantasize about someone she was never going to see again. But then he turned toward her. Barely able to breathe Ela didn’t know whether to cry or laugh; she ran into his arms. He grabbed her waist and leaning over, supporting her head with his hand he kissed her.
The End
Ela pulled the key out of the Soda Shoppe’s door and started to walk to her apartment. As she walked across the street she quickened her steps feeling the cold wind pick up speed and blow against her face, turning her nose and cheeks red. She walked up the steps and went to the first door on the left, inserted and turned the key kicking the door open, as she did so an immediate flood of warm air returned her nose and cheeks back to their normal color. Closing the door behind her she glanced around the one-bedroom apartment and felt a tear slowly run down her soft cheek. Ever since Josh, her husband of 2 months, had been drafted to fight in the war the apartment had become a pile of memories that she knew she may never relive. In this apartment they had eaten their first meal together, sat and listened to the baseball game on the radio, every night before they went to bed she would read to him. The last night before he left she had read her favorite book, Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. He mocked it mercilessly and her response was that it was a classic and whether he liked it or not he needed to listen. They had laughed, cried, and shared moments that many people only dream of having. “How was your day?” Rachel, her roommate and best friend, asked jolting Ela out of the past. “Fine, business was slow because of the cold weather.” “Don’t worry business will pick up when the sailors come home in two weeks.” The reminder of this made Ela’s heart jump. According to Josh’s last letter he was in this group of sailors coming home. “What’s for dinner? Ela said trying to hide her distraction. “Chicken soup.” Rachel answered with a knowing smile and returned to her preparations. That night they ate silently as they usually did both thinking of the war and how it had affected America the past few years.
The next morning Ela woke up to find Rachel already gone to work at the local hardware store. The Soda Shoppe was closed for the day so she decided to go buy a welcome home dress for when Josh returned. She had been saving up for a red dress that she had seen in a store window; the neck was wide almost reaching the edge of her shoulders, the sleeves went just past her elbows, the bright fabric hugged her slender body and flowed to just below her knees making a full skirt. It was beautiful; she loved it and knew he would too.
She was about to open the door to go shopping when the phone rang. “Hello,” she answered, “This is the New York Police Department do you own the Soda Shoppe?” asked the male voice on the other end. “Yes I do officer, is there a problem?” “Well last night the strong wind blew a chair and it broke the front window. We have it covered with paper, but it will need to be repaired to avoid vandalism.” “There goes my red dress.” She wanted to say but instead said, “Yes sir I will get it replaced, thank you.” She hung up the phone and sighed. What else was going to go wrong with the shop? This month both the ice cream maker and a pipe had broken and had to be replaced. She did know for sure she couldn’t afford both a new front window and a new dress and she knew which one had to go.
It was noon, the glass guy had already come to fix the window and just as she had guessed it blew all her savings. “This happens every time I get a decent amount saved up. Something always goes wrong.” she thought. Trying to forget about it she decided to head back to the apartment for some lunch on the way she grabbed a newspaper not bothering to look at the headline till she had entered the apartment door and closed it behind her. Unfolding the newspaper she read the headline, “Navy ship sunk on way home! No Survivors!!” She sank to the floor leaning her back against the door. She didn’t feel like eating, she didn’t even feel like breathing. The tears welled up in her eyes so big that she couldn’t see the paper in front of her; she finally gave up and crawled to the bed. Laying down she pulled the covers over her head somehow feeling that if she hid from the world around her it would never find her.
Two weeks had passed and she hadn’t left the apartment, she had barely even gotten out of bed. Rachel had tried everything to cheer her up and comfort her, but she knew it was hopeless. Finally, Ela decided that it was time to get up and face the world. She prepared for a usual day at the Soda Shoppe. She choose a white dress with long sleeves, a tight neck and short, full skirt that buttoned down the front, not bothering to look at the calendar to recognize that it was the day the sailors were scheduled to come home. She walked out of the apartment trying to ignore everyone huddling around the newsstand. Ela knew they were all waiting to see the list of casualties from the Navy ship and she didn’t want to read Josh’s name on it. But what she didn’t know was that the Navy ship that had sunk was an enemy ship. Keeping her head down trying to keep in the tears that were flooding her eyes she walked till she reached the street and prepared to cross. About half way through the street she saw a man’s profile that she recognized as Josh’s. She reprimanded herself saying that it was foolish to fantasize about someone she was never going to see again. But then he turned toward her. Barely able to breathe Ela didn’t know whether to cry or laugh; she ran into his arms. He grabbed her waist and leaning over, supporting her head with his hand he kissed her.
The End
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
The Stitzels were here!!!
All the Kids lined up on the side fo the rode after lunch and did the wave every time a car passed to see what kindof response we got. It was halarious we even had one person that came back a couple of times. :) It was a blast not to mention halarious.
This is the Stitzels!
The Stitzels left on Saturday evening after we went to SeaWorld it was a blast. We didn't do any rides just the shows very interesting and amazing. Me and Livvy stood and stared at the Clydesdales for a long time. They are gorgeous. I wish they could have stayed longer. But i think we are planning on going to a Texas Rangers game this season.
As for this week...I have been trying to diligently work at school. I don't want anything to loom over me when the final tests come up which is in just a couple of weeks. Its hard to believe that Drama is almost over. :( and so is school YIppppppeyyyyy! My Grandfathers Sister is coming this weekend I am soo excited me and her are really close. I call her Grandma Stella. She's the one that taught me how to sew when I was ... well when i was old enough to sit and push fabric through a machine.
Well g2g. Love ya'll
Madi
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Celebrating the completion of the show at IHOP
We love you Anna
Shelly trying to get me to take a pix
Techs hard at work back stage
Our wonderful Dolly!!!I was really disappointed i didn't get very many pix of the show but i did get a lot of rehersals. Sorry their blurry me camra is spasy(does anyone know how to rotate a pix i couldn't)
The show was Awesome!!!!!! it was so much funnn! I am really going to miss everyone at drama this summer it already feels weird not going everyday :) The stitzels are here. We are having a lot of fun. I do wish i didn't have to do school but can't lag behind too much.
Love everybody!!!!
still exhausted
Saturday, April 14, 2007
This is a constant, unrelenting, inhumane sleep deprivation!!
Wow, well the complete week of drama rehearsals is here and i describe it as "a constant, unrelenting, inhumane, sleep deprivation."(taken from the book Devil Wears Prada). Other than that there's not that much to say about it.
The Stitzels are coming the 24 for sure so it will be a blast i can hardly wait i just hope that's enough time for me to recoup from the performances. Grandma and Grandpa are in town for the beginning of this week so that will be interesting but without interesting i wouldn't have a blog because my life would be entirely too boring to tell anyone about much less write about. ok well this is one of my things that i wrote a long time ago and just found it a couple days ago hope you like it.
Inspiration: "Faith by its own nature must be tried."- Oswald Chambers
When we think of faith we think of something that is rock solid and cannot be extinguished. But it is only as strong as you make it. Its not something that grows on its won it must be nourished and tied for it to become strong or it will diminish into nothing.
I'm not just talking about our Christian faith although all this holds true to that too. I'm talking about our faith in ourselves and our faith in each other. All of us have dreams all of them are different and unique it's what makes us who we are as individuals but one thing all of our dreams have in common is that they all require faith. If we don't believe we can accomplish our dream if we don't have the faith and the gut to carry it out and we let anyone and everyone tell us that it is impossible then we have a weak faith. We need to pursue our dreams and even if our dream doesn't come true we will have learned and have an even stronger faith that has been tried and tested stored up for our next dream. Something is only impossible if you say it is. If you say your dream is impossible to reach then you just made it impossible because you crush any amount of faith you had to reach that dream.
Believe in those around you they have dreams to that require faith just like ours. If we have faith in each other and ourselves we can reach our dreams together and together we will be unstoppable.
Ok i know it seems kindof hard to relate the quote to the paragraph but thats what i got when I heard the quote.
ttfn
The Stitzels are coming the 24 for sure so it will be a blast i can hardly wait i just hope that's enough time for me to recoup from the performances. Grandma and Grandpa are in town for the beginning of this week so that will be interesting but without interesting i wouldn't have a blog because my life would be entirely too boring to tell anyone about much less write about. ok well this is one of my things that i wrote a long time ago and just found it a couple days ago hope you like it.
Inspiration: "Faith by its own nature must be tried."- Oswald Chambers
When we think of faith we think of something that is rock solid and cannot be extinguished. But it is only as strong as you make it. Its not something that grows on its won it must be nourished and tied for it to become strong or it will diminish into nothing.
I'm not just talking about our Christian faith although all this holds true to that too. I'm talking about our faith in ourselves and our faith in each other. All of us have dreams all of them are different and unique it's what makes us who we are as individuals but one thing all of our dreams have in common is that they all require faith. If we don't believe we can accomplish our dream if we don't have the faith and the gut to carry it out and we let anyone and everyone tell us that it is impossible then we have a weak faith. We need to pursue our dreams and even if our dream doesn't come true we will have learned and have an even stronger faith that has been tried and tested stored up for our next dream. Something is only impossible if you say it is. If you say your dream is impossible to reach then you just made it impossible because you crush any amount of faith you had to reach that dream.
Believe in those around you they have dreams to that require faith just like ours. If we have faith in each other and ourselves we can reach our dreams together and together we will be unstoppable.
Ok i know it seems kindof hard to relate the quote to the paragraph but thats what i got when I heard the quote.
ttfn
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Don't even think that you can answer yes to ALL of these questions!!
If you can start the day without caffeine, If you can get going without pep pills, If you can always be cheerful,ignoring aches and pains, If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles, If you can eat the same food everyday and be grateful for it, If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time, If you can take criticism and blame without resentment If you can ignore a friend's limited education and never correct him, If you can resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend, If you can conquer tension without medical help, If you can relax without liquor, If you can sleep without the aid of drugs,
Then You Are ProbablyThe Family Dog!
Then You Are ProbablyThe Family Dog!
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Happy Easter!!!
Well I realized this afternoon that Monday Drama is going to last right through 24. What am I going to do without my 24 fix of the week? And what makes it even worse is that President Palmer just ordered nuclear bombs to land a plan that he risked his life to prevent.
Last week I spent the majority of my time at my cousins which was awesome it felt really good to get out of the house I wish i could do it more often. The Stitzels are supposed to be coming in two weeks I can hardly wait we are going to have a blast. I really hope they can meet all my friends. Other than that things have been pretty mundain.
Oh... I wanted to put out a reminder that on April 29th NBC is doing a documentry on "Barboro: A Nation's Horse" Its about the horse that almost won the triple crown, but broke one of its hind legs and had to be put down a couple months ago. If he would have won the Preakness it would have made him the first horse to win the triple crown (which is the Kentucky Derby, the Preakness, and the Belmont Stakes) since 1978. Only 11 horses have won the triple crown since it began in the 1930s and none are living. Be sure to watch it.
I'll see most of ya'll on Monday.
love madi
Last week I spent the majority of my time at my cousins which was awesome it felt really good to get out of the house I wish i could do it more often. The Stitzels are supposed to be coming in two weeks I can hardly wait we are going to have a blast. I really hope they can meet all my friends. Other than that things have been pretty mundain.
Oh... I wanted to put out a reminder that on April 29th NBC is doing a documentry on "Barboro: A Nation's Horse" Its about the horse that almost won the triple crown, but broke one of its hind legs and had to be put down a couple months ago. If he would have won the Preakness it would have made him the first horse to win the triple crown (which is the Kentucky Derby, the Preakness, and the Belmont Stakes) since 1978. Only 11 horses have won the triple crown since it began in the 1930s and none are living. Be sure to watch it.
I'll see most of ya'll on Monday.
love madi
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