Thursday, February 24, 2011

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

disgust.

did you know that i am not very fond of those who judge my name and pepe's name too.

HELLO world!

I'm going to write random things about me :)
1) i have moved 10 times.
2) i love Aaron Gillespie
3) my ceiling used to be blue.
4) my eyes were sky blue, but now they're dark green.
5) I don't like talking in school. I have no clue why.
6) Please, don't get me hyper. I'm uber annoying.
7) I have a dream world with a few people.
8) I'm married :)
9) I hate snow, but there are piles around me that are above my head.
10) I can be very stubborn.
11) I can sing, draw, paint, play piano and guitar, and writing poetry.
12) I unfortunately can be a procrastinator.
13) I'm very prone to illusions and hallucinations..
14) My imagination always gets the best of me. please don't scare me.
15) I'm ticklish.
16) I have 2 haitian brothers.
17) I like spinich and onions and weird stuff like that.
18) I despise tomatoes.
19) I don't get dust in my eyes even though they're as big and bright as the moon.
20) My imaginary enemy is stalking me always. :/

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Thursday, February 17, 2011

i realized that my life is meant for music and i've been drown'd in that. :)
and in noticing that all of the wishes i've ever wished have come true, i made a wish book for me. it's pretty sweet. it only works if you have faith. :D
excuse the dorkiness, i made some when i was 9yrs old.

wish 1: i'd have the ability to sing and dance.
wish 2: i'd have a boyfriend.
wish 3:I'd learn piano
wish 4: i'd be able to play guitar
wish 5: i'd meet someone who likes the same thing as me.
wish 6: i'd be a worship leader.
wish 7: I'd be in a band one day.
wish 8: I'd move North Dakota, but idk why..
wish 9: i'd meet aaron gillespie
wish 10: our band would be successful
wish 11: I'd move somewhere warm or back home.
wish 12:I'd get an acoustic/electric guitar.
wish 13: my lil buddy would be healed.
;)

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

OH

any money making ideas????

AGH

so im sooooooooobored!

GARRETTS POST

I like almost anytype of music exept rag time, blues and jazz i mean please this is the twenty first century were not in the 1800s anymore people get some real music.

madi-amen. but i kinda like rag time..if its jamaican music :)

Garret-im just kiding music is music aslong as you enjoy it.

madi- my favorite kind of music is alternative :)

Garrett- for me it depends on my mood.

madi-but u aint a gloomy bug
Garret- true that haha.

madi-tech is sooooo boring

Garrett- ya ... but i like the part that you can listen to music during class.

mads-i know. i lost my dads headphones after i lost mine. he'll be INFURIATED.

Gaarebear- i would be to lol .. i dont know what i would do if i lost my headphones

madi-i knowwwww. im dying/ i bet mrs. martin has em. either that or mr. vance. ergh!!!

Garrett- well i wouldnt sugest the hospital to find the cure.... hey y not walmart ... they got every thing else they can even start givin you cures....(sarcasm)

maddo-thanks for the advice gare-bear. i'll look into that. and im broke, mayn. i've got 10 bucks that im saving for church camp in ohio with bry. :)

Garrett- well atleast your savin for a good thing.... you should just walk into walmart and tell them whats up or how it is lol

madi- its not like they'd give me a free pair :) i wish tho. haha btw, i wonder if tori still likes you..

Garrett.....idk probly not...well that was a littel off topic haha.... ya walmart it just ... argggggg


madi- hahahahaha yur a pirate! and there are no topics on blogs.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

debating..

northern florida
missouri
ohio
washington
?

>_< erghh!

so i think my "sermon" went swell..idk why pepe wont talk to me :( i havent heard him forever which makes life drown in melancholy. i am deciding what song to learn next on the guitar. i LOVE playing!
it's amazing :)

i miss you :)

Thursday, February 3, 2011

short story-beginning

I leapt to the front of the room, where one could see every single person: those who looked me straight in the eyes and, of course, those who were brain-dead, uninterested, and people who, therefore, had fallen into a sweet slumber. I wasn’t a fretful one up there; I understood all I was commanded to do or say. The reason people are anxious is because they’re intimidated by the enormity of the room or the vast amount of people or the one person in the crowd that will yell ‘Haha!’ when you make a mistake. I’m actually fond of these things because the ginormous area lends you more room to open your mind and the more people that are around, the more I can learn from my mistakes and realize what I do wrong to improve next time.
“Nice speech.” Sommie, lying on the floor midst the paper and pens around her, gave me a flattering remark. Well, I assumed it was.
“Anybody have any water?” I hollered and the numerous kids that were in individual groups while writing songs glanced up at me; somebody threw a soda at me.
Sommie and I scurried out of the enormous cabin, Timberlodge, once our songwriting business had ended. We marched upon quite an extended walkway that traveled over streams and through fields until it reached the Tabernacle, where everyone met. And attached to the Tab was the cafeteria where they mixed and stirred and fried and grilled until they came up with delicacies that were satisfying to the appetite. Next to the Cafe are the dorms, where each and every one of the kids that exist in the community stay. There are 3: one for girls, one for boys, and one split in half for both.
Sommie and I entered the Tab, and we looked around the room with countless windows, the sun illuminating upon our faces. A smile appeared on me as I eyed my greatest companions. A song played in my cranium [Twelfth and Hide, on a Sunday, feeling like we’re gold. And we’re nothing short of invincible, invincible!] My grin grew bigger and my shimmering eyes intensified. I glanced back at Sommie, laughing as her flowing hair, the color of the wheat that cultivated in the field, danced about her. My acquaintance noticed us in the distance and came scampering in our direction. He squeezed me and I then introduced Som to him, Kyle. (Oh, what a magnificent thing it is for her to encounter with him just once.)
“Kyle, this is Som.” He grinned and shook her hand.
“That’s an interesting name. Is it British?” He asked her and she nodded her head yes.
And Kyle brought us to the rest of my allies. [It starts again, can you feel it? It takes your breath away. Stop saying that we're invincible] Kyle’s friend, whose name is the same as him, hugged me, as well as Ryan Oldaker with his locks cut and skin pale from the severe season previously. I introduced Sommie to them. More of my buddies joined us. Noah, whose tresses had turned a light brown, smiled and screamed my name. Pyper, now a red head like me, jumped on me as I laughed. And I saw what I longed for. My friend, Levi, halted calmly behind me. Spinning around, I held him close to me. [Oh sweet angel of mercy, with your grace like the morning, wrap your loving arms around me]
And I automatically awakened from my slumber. I yawned and peered at the room from my top bunk. It was still dim out, but my pocket watch informed me that it was 6 a.m. Every girl in my room was asleep. I quietly slipped down, off of my top bunk and crept out the door. With my clothes in my hands, I dressed in the bathroom, and when I returned, everyone was awake. And Som was tying her wavy blonde hair into a chaotic twist on the top of her head as she followed me out the door, yawning. Outside by the cafeteria, kids were already waiting for breakfast. Niggling past ambitious fellows, we cut in line to stand by Pyper.
“Hey guys!” she exclaimed, unexpectedly taking an image of us with her cherry red camera. Levi, Noah, and Kyle toddled over to us as Pyper took a snapshot of them as well.
“Pyper, it’s not nice to take pictures of people who don’t want to be posted on Facebook.” Levi said, sticking his hands in his pockets.
“And you wouldn’t be one of those people.” She told him.
“Yeah, well, I’m just a movie star.” He turned to me. “I can’t deny that.” And then Noah posed for a picture.
The cafĂ© unlocked its doors and people gushed through to be the first ones to enjoy the yummies. Altogether at a table, we ate breakfast. Sommie and I had to leave early to attend worship practice. We scurried all the way to Timberview and gathered our instruments to play. We practiced and finally performed our songs. Once it ended, we rushed to the Tab where people were chatting, playing guitar, making games up, dancing, singing, telling stories, and having all sorts of contests and dares. We discovered Kyle, the other Kyle, Ryan, Noah, and Pyper standing in a circle, chuckling. [You and me with the windows down, you and me out and killing this town. You and me with our souls on ten, it’s just you and me again.]

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

i was looking at camp pictures a sec ago
and i was all worried if i could ever see my LIFE again..
and then in the distance i saw a sign that hung over the door to the sanctuary
it said "Be still and know that I am God" :D
it made me happy
songs i am very berry fond of:
Ode to Fayetteville--The Wedding
I-540--The Wedding
Some Will Seek Forgiveness Others Escape--Underoath
Too Bright To See, Too Loud To Hear--Underoath
Lonely Wheel--The Almost
Amazing, Because It Is--The Almost(i can play it on the piano)

boredd
weel, i spent the night at lizzey's house and it was INTENSE. i get there and see evan taylor standing out of the corner of the street waiting for Timbo, lizzer's bro, to get home from school.
I go down to the basement/lizzey'sroom, and sit down there and start coloring in coloringbooks. Pepe, that's perfect way to pass time by and it's really fun. I colored a picture of us. hah;
and then she started reading her stories that she wrote UBER dramatically and it was hilarious. and then timbo randomly shouts, "madi! Come here!" so, i come and he hands me a venom of my favorite kind. and i scream inside with joy. :D
i know energy drinks arent the best for you, but some can be yummy. and then we watch a movie, Bright Star..very romantic...
and we eat and celebrate timbo's birthday with cake and RockBand and Venoms. and then we go down and watch two more movies and go on FB and etc. and as they stayed upstairs and did whatever they did, we were in the basement having a contest who could stay up the longest. and then timbo goes and gives me a mango venom and i die, once again...
and then lizzey leaves and starts snoring in her bed, leaving me to finish the movie,, and then it was really quiet upstairs..
so im sitting writing poems all night, bored outta my mind until i hear someone stir.
and technically i won the contest, but no one seemed to care.
and my prize was that im sleep deprived still. im surprised i didnt even get sick from it.
weel, pepe. since i was seven, i started saving my wishes..saving the wish every time i saw a shooting star, a random haystack, a fallen eyelash..and i prolly have millions.
but i would use them all to wish that i was here with you.
<3