Introduction


Hey. I'm amazed you've stopped to take a peak! I'm sorry to say that my blog is full of negative, atrociously positive, philosophical, or otherwise stupid posts concerning my thoughts, feelings, and every day life. But what the hell! If you think it's great, then I think you're great. Got it?
Showing posts with label Dedication. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dedication. Show all posts

Jun 17, 2011

Forgetful Me

A while back I had written all my friends a note. I cropped the notes. I glued the notes to different colored foam papers. I gave two of the notes cool new bookmarks. And I gave the notes away except for two. I thought that since I can't give those notes away anymore, and if I tried writing it on their walls, it would be too much for poor facebook to handle. But Blogger can do it. And this is how I'll do it.


Drew Renshaw: We've had some silly disagreements recently, but that shouldn't stop the fact that we're good friends and that despite you're a lot closer to Kaylynn, you can still trust me with certain things. You have a slight ego that doesn't necessarily create a distraction, but makes me want to laugh when you try to live up to certain things. (Btw, you're pretty good at it...) You're random, and silly, and You have a spectacular voice, and I wish I could have one of my own. You're talented, and a great actor, and you've made A-Day lunches such a good time.

Kaeli Heaps: You're cool. :) More than cool. You're so sweet and understanding, and I can talk to you about anything if I wanted to. I feel more important around you...except for those times when you're with Tyler. Then I sorta feel like I'm a fly. That's aside the point. You don't hesitate to let me hang out with you when I don't have anywhere else to go, and you've made German and English a blast. Your squeaks, every time someone pokes you, makes me giggle, but at the same time, I can totally relate...because when I get poked....oooh...bad things happen.

Tyler Keetch: Hah. European History. Good times, what with the explosions, the dying people, the dogfights and the wars....:D See, it's a good class to have you in, because you're a guy, and you can relate to me. What with the violence and things. But you're hair is cool, and you're love for Kaeli inspires me a lot...I must admit. Sometimes I'm even envious, but whatever. I just thought you should know that you made this year a good one because you're hilarious. Btw. I forgive you and Ryan for cracking your knuckles over and over....*Shiver* I'm trying to get past that....Trying. 

Maddy Thomson: Sometimes it can be scary, when you fling yourself at me, or your drama causes anger within you and Kaylynn, Drew and I have to run for cover. But as annoying as you might seem to others who don't know you like we do, you have reasons to be the way you are. To be Maddy. I respect those reasons, and on your good, silly days, it's fun to watch you have a good time. Everyone has feelings, and those people who judge you or cause you grief in your life don't deserve to even know you. You're the one who's really spiced up PE when it can be boring, and that's what got me through most of the last Semester. Thanks Maddy, I love you a ton!

Jasmine Brazier: You're adorable, and even though you might be a little self-conscious, (Even when you don't need to be) I think you are beautiful in every way. You've always been nice, and been a good friend, and you've been such a sensitive, connecting person. When you cried for
Kaeli and Tyler's week-long breakup, it opened my eyes to real emotion, and I realized that if Kaylynn and Nahuel broke up, I'd be balling for hours in one night, just for them. So it's that reason why I can cope with you. Another reason is I don't want you to move, even though you are. Karma. Weird isn't it? Everyone was worried about me moving, and now I've turned right back around to wish someone else wasn't moving...I can't believe the school year has gone by so fast, and I've only known you a few months. I should have opened my eyes further...but sometimes I don't think. Otherwise we would have been friends long before freshman year. 

Nahuel Ramos: Suck it up and deal with this new knowledge I bring you: Albinos have feelings. And these feelings come from the heart. Despite your teasing, you've been a great friend. Sure, we don't meet a lot, and even at those times we do, all you want to do is be with Kaylynn, but you do acknowledge me, and I guess that's all that matters. At the beginning of the year, your mysteriousness has always been a little curious-making, and I always believed Kaylynn, but I'm known to have iffy faith in something I can't see. When I did see you for the first time, I knew you were a cool guy. You held your chin up triumphantly, like there is nothing in this world that could stop you from getting what you want: Kaylynn. You're a good friend to me, because you treat my best friend like a queen. You make her happy when I can't, and that's all I can really ask for. We make a good volleyball team, down in Kaylynn's echo room, so there's a plus side to our friendship, and I'm sure there are a whole bunch more pluses that I'm too lazy to list. :) 

Brett Anderson: You're near the end for a reason, so don't feel left out. In fact, I hope you know this, and if you don't, remember it for the rest of your life: You'll always be last, because the last people are who I think about the most. I think of the first ones to get their thoughtfulness-duties out of the way so I can dwell on the ones who really deserve it and really delve deep into my thoughts about them. Brett, you're quirky, you're hilarious, you're silly, you're random, you're smart, you're clever, you're a skinny dude, and you're adorably handsome in my book. Basically what I'm trying to get at is, You're a nice guy, and nice guys are desired in this world. In fact, the world doesn't have enough of them, and I think that someday, when you and Jessica get married, she'll tell you over and over that she's glad she picked you to be her nice guy. Brett, you've made this year fly by in a hurry, but in a good way. You've distracted me when I'm down, you've helped me when I'm depressed, you're crazy with me when I'm spastic and loopy, and you're always there for me. There's not many flaws in you, and it doesn't matter. You don't get embarrassed easily, and I think that's a perfect trait. You speak your mind, you don't hide it. In a way, you're a lot like me, and that's how we get along so well. So remember, this is no goodbye, but merely an early "I miss you letter" for this three day weekend. I'll force room in my schedule to hang out with you this summer, so just remember, we aren't far from each other, as long as you make us close.  :) Love you Brett. 

Kaylynn Farley: I've written you so many notes, so many letters, and so many blog posts, but there's always a limitation to stop me from saying everything I want to say. Time. Paper. Muscle strength. Computer Screens. Battery. Text-message limits. Pencil Lead. I can't ever let it all out at once. So I'm counting on you to be patient with me, and wait for every letter I send you in this lifetime. You're paragraph probably might not have a big summary of the year, because we both know how the year went about...no...your paragraph today only has one element now, and it's an answer I've been reflecting on for a few months now. If you were to die tomorrow, what would I have regretted not saying to you before you died? Well, McCleskey brought up this question in a lesson one day, and she explained how her uncle died before she could bring him cookies. She had never been able to tell him how she felt and how much she loved him. She told us to tell three people this soon and it inspired me to do this for you. I want you to know that you've changed my life. I thought I was friends with someone who knew me well, but I was wrong. I took a risk and it ended up being a very meaningful one. I became friends with you. It proved to me how much I can trust you, and how much I can tell you. It proved to me how many more risks I can take in my life without damaging my spirits, and how much more I can love a mere friend. McCleskey said that adescolences rely on friends the most in their lives, but I think it's different for us. I think we'll need each other longer than 12-15. I would hope we'd stick together until we're 60. So tell me this, Pepe. Have I been the friend you've needed all year? Every day I try not to be too clingy, like some people. I give you your space when it's clear you need it, but then other times I be there for you, when you definitely need it. I know what your predilections are, and what your dislikes are. I know what makes you tick. I can predict certain things from you, but at the same time, I can't even guess what your next move is. What you should know is that you and I can laugh together, can sing horribly together, can cry together, and can team up and make someone else wish they weren't alive together. One of us might be stronger than the other in sports, but then the other is stronger in homework-smarts, and it balances us out. We motivate each other, even when we don't realize it. We encourage each other, and I don't know about you, but I know for a fact that I would NEVER ask you to jeopardize your future, or ask you to not follow your dreams just because I'm jealous. I will always listen. I will always be honest. I will always encourage you, no matter what. I will always keep our promises and secrets, and I would never forget you. 

Friends are hard to find
Difficult to leave
and IMPOSSIBLE to forget

So don't ever forget this: I luff you with all my teeny weeny heart, because my teeny weeny heart is secretly a black hole that opens up into an earth-sized heart, and that's my whole heart for you and our friendship. 

So yes, that sums up basically all that I wrote to my beloved friends, and that's what I want them to know. Because if they suddenly died and I never got to tell them what they should have known had they died, then this is what I want them to know in case they die tomorrow. You can never know when someone will die...

May 14, 2011

Pepe Les Dork =D

Kaylynn "Pepe" Farley is the best person to ever enter my life. Not only because she's so much like me, but because she is the most hilarious, most capable, most understanding woman to ever be considered my Bif. (BFF). Holy Bikinis Pepe! If you are reading this, then don't for one second deny or shake your head at anything I am about to say, because it sure as hell is true, and you know it.

First of all, I must make it clear to the world that she is in fact, beautiful and kind, (When she wants to be) and when she feels like it, she'll be in the world's most best, silliest mood to show it. I know I say this a lot, but moods definitely turn my mood, and her moods are definitely in sync with mine...somewhat. Sometimes I'm a little too stupid for my own good. But that's the best part, because when I am, she isn't afraid to be a dork with me. I admit, her sarcasm has rubbed off, and some of her weird noises when she's concentrating on something, but otherwise, it's just like we're meant to be friends. Where was she in seventh grade when I was miserable? Ha...no forget that. It's not like I need a Pepe pill to survive off of...those are for freaks. (I know a few of those freaks....freaks.)

Sometimes we embarrass each other or ourselves, but it's hard to hate each other or be mad at each other. We shrug it off because we know the other won't hold it against us or remember it for always, so we just laugh and high five. Before having Pepe there to help me or be with me, like a friend should, I had other friends who weren't like this. I mean, yes, we had inside jokes, but I felt like I couldn't confess anything to them...but Kaylynn is always there for me.

So this is for you, Kaylynn, and I hope you don't forget this, because I didn't write it for nothing. Next time you say you love me, or that I'm your bif, I don't even have to say it out loud for you to know it's just the same for you. You'll always be my bif, and you'll always be my friend, even if we won't have classes together next year.

<3 you. ;)


P.S. Your yellow nail polish smells like Banana. I SWEAR. I bet it's no coincidence either...another conspiracy theory...

Mar 25, 2011

Her Unpending Happiness Is All That Matters Now

She's my best friend, you know? So just as a mother would to her crying daughter, I felt that emotion she felt. It was amazing to see her accomplishments, to watch her grades go from low to high in just one day. Granted, it was the very last day of the term, but she still did it. She's really good at negotiating, I realized. Term Two she made her citizenship grades straight O's which means "outstanding" by just explaining her dire need to have those to teachers. So when her late work due date passed, and she still had late work to turn in, she managed to get that late work in on the very last day, just because both teachers were fine with it. I don't know about you, but I doubt a teacher would do that for me. They always just say "It was last Wednesday, too bad." Thank goodness I learn not to procrastinate until this day, but she does. She got all of her work in, got good grades, and was granted permission to go to a friend's house where she would get to see a friend she hadn't seen in over seven months. It amazes me how addictive her rare, spastic happiness is. I immediately felt it when she experienced it. It was probably the most happiness I've seen in her for a while. Life's been tough on her, of course, and on me through her, but she's managed to keep up without going to drastic measures. I'm so proud of her for that. However, her happiness just fogged up my inner feelings. I'm so glad everything worked out for her, I truly am. I'm envious right now, to be honest. Why can't anything work out the way I want it?  But another side to this question I need to consider and go over is the "Have to" side and acceptance. I know I have to, and you know what? It's not like my parents are going to drag me kicking and screaming. I'm doing all I can to see the positives. But you know, It's okay to be sad about this and let out my emotions and NOT be called a baby or wimp because I don't want to leave. Yes, I know fully well that I'll meet new friends, have Facebook for my old friends, phone, whatever. But guess what? It's just not the same. These friends I'm leaving behind are the ones that got me through the worst stage of school a girl can go through: Junior High. I can't just ditched them so easily. I don't know WHAT I'm going to do without my best best best best best friend in the whole wide world. (Brett, I know you'll feel left out, so I'm mentioning you as my best best best guyfriend too.) I swear, they're probably the only two who read my blog other than the 'rents.

My parents are chill, they always let me go out when I want to, because to be honest, I don't ask for much. I know a lot of teenage girls out there who keep being bratty to their parents and asking, asking, asking for more. Me? I'm good with what I have, but occasionally I do want something, and most of the time, I try to save up for it myself. It's just that now, I've still lost that hundred...hasn't turned up yet...and I sort of need money to go to La Caille after spring break...oh and to get some powder at the Festival of Colors tomorrow. So...until my next babysitting job, I'm sort of at a pause. Lately, I haven't needed to rely on my parent's money, because I was always comforted by the fact that I had money in case something happened or came up. I mean, It's good to know you have a hundred you can pick at once in a while. I'm not like girls who take their money and blow it off all in one day. I try not to that is. It's cool to spend money, but everything is so expensive now, I just try not to. I need a real job, that's the problem.

Oh. And I need my permit. (Addressing Mom and Dad, who I KNOW read this blog.) They're always going off about how they didn't get their permits until sixteen or seventeen and whatever, but this isn't the 80's anymore. It's gotten safer, and at fifteen, teens are getting more responsible, (I admit, not all) and with proper instruction, they can do it. Besides, if you want your license by sixteen so you can actually WORK, you need 40 hours to put in, and when better than to do it during your fifteenth year when you're unemployed still? I personally like the idea of driving my dad around on his business ventures and stuff, that will get me some good hours during the summer. Btw, I'm really responsible. My grades are in good shape. And I think after all the helping I've done, I deserve to be able to get my permit and begin driving. It's also about peers too. I have a lot of friends who are getting their permits between the span of my birthday, (December) to April, and I'm feeling really left out. If I have to, I'll converge all of this into a persuasive essay and show my parents just how persuasive and educated I can be. I really want to start driving now. I want to know how it feels to really be behind the wheel. I want to feel like an adult now. I can't do that when they hold me back.

So in conclusion to this varied-subject post, Kaylynn is all that matters now, since I'm going to be moving away. I'd rather focus on her and be numb to the situation than sob into my pillow about my leave. Also, I'd like to note that I'm becoming more of an individual and want my license. It's just something to note, because since my parents read this blog, they might as well get messages I can't convey in person. It's hard to talk in person, when you're so much better at writing it out. That's the problem with me, I think I'll forever be a writer now. No one can take that away from me anymore. So, gutentag, Mindy's out.

Jan 22, 2011

Fantastic People of the World

A fantastic person is someone who loves you for who you are. Not how you look, or how smart you are. A spectacular person is someone who accepts your crazy ideas for what they are, who won't slam you for just being a little crazy. An awesome person is someone who would look at you and say, "Gee, she's so funny." Because when someone is just like you, complete with the weird thoughts, funny words, and matching personalities, you've found a good friend for the rest of your life. Never let them go after that, because it's that kind of friend that will get you through hard times. If you break away and remove them, then you're more than insane. You can't just give someone up like that, unless you have a black heart. At least hesitate and think about it first.






I think my own friends are the best things that ever happened to me. First of all, because Brett and Kaylynn are so amazingly like me, and they try not to exclude me and they talk to me and we're CRAZY together! That's the best part about friendship. Because when you do something, they'll do it too, unless it's jumping off of a cliff....then you're in for a big heartbreak. Who would want to jump off a cliff anyway? I guess if you're crazy enough to, like me. As long as I'll live, then I'm okay with jumping off a cliff. Of course, it'd give everyone heart attacks, so I'm not sure that's the best idea considering I have parents and people who love me. I'm off track. Fantastic people are your friends, and when you break away from a friend, try to keep them close and not shut them out completely. They'll always be there, always trying to be friendly, unless you have one of those devil friends that you want to keep away from FOREVER. Jk, that shouldn't have to happen :P

"Me and You is friends.
You smile, I smile...
You hurt, I hurt....
You cry, I cry...
You jump of a bridge,
I'm gonna miss your emails"

That quote is just a little way for me to prove that even though you DO have a best friend, they may not go suicide if you do that. Although I know one friend who will succumb to my homicidal plans....tee hee visit "Homicide is the Answer" if you haven't for that little joke. Blaahahah!

Anyway, I'm feeling crazy and obnoxious, so I'm just gonna leave now, and let you readers be, because it's obvious I'm letting you peak into my insane world again. So, Salem and good day!

Over and Out!
<3 Mindy!