January 2010
Then There's Nights That Never End
I have a love/hate relationship with nights. Most of the time I love them, but, every once in a while ther’ll be those ones where my emotions just hit me.
My life is by no means horrible. At all. I have a wonderful family who loves me. I get good grades in school. I have good friends. I have a house, I am not hungry, thirsty or dirty. I’ve never really known what it is to need. My...
Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
This is a poem thing that my friend wrote. She actually wrote it on my calf. and when people saw it they thought i was a freak, but i really like it.
“They reach up, arms twisting, chilled, searching for the warmth that has departed, being drawn from the ground, pulled in wisps towards the unforgiving pattern of the sun, their bodies breaking under the weight of nothingness.”
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I can't focus when the TV is on.
I was just in the middle of writin’ a tumbler…but then my siblings turned on the TV. And my dog has just discovered that she loves to chase her tail.
Seeking You as a precious jewel, Lord, to give up...
I think that a good way to start off each blog would be to say which me is speaking. Tonight it’s Jane-Austen-Madeleine.
Just in case you don’t know yet, I am a Christian. I live my life the way a Christian should. I treat others the way I want to be treated. I am devoted to one another in brotherly love. I try to act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with my God. But just like...
Weep You No More, Sad Fountains Part 2
If you read my last blog, you might have realized that i was angry. Right now, I am not. I will not be Angry-Venting-Maddie today. I will be….just Regular-Content-Maddie. Since I don’t really feel like ranting tonight, I won’t. I’ll just tell the story like it is.
It’s true that my and Jesse’s friendship hasn’t been the same since he started going out...
“Weep you no more, sad fountains;
What need you flow so fast?
Look how the...”
– Song sung by Kate Winslet in Sense and Sensibility
Weep You No More, Sad Fountains. Part 1
This is sort of a venting blog. This is angry, passionate-Maddie speaking, not Regular-Maddie and certainly not Jane-Austen-Madeleine. Names are changed just incase anyone of these people ever see this blog. But, I guesss that wouldn’t really hide anything, because these people know this story and would know it was them. But I currently only have one person reading my blogs…so I...
“Greater hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for a friend.”
– John 15:13
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As You Wish
I usually have a problem picking a subject to write about. So far, I have started this note about 5 times over, each time on a different subject. I could sorta feel my mind transforming into “excellent, deep Jane-Austen mode” after I restarted for the fifth time.
So, I don’t really know what this note is actually going to be about, but I think it’ll take on a general theme...
Beginnings...
I tend to realize that I feel more imaginative and free when I write. Words flow from my fingertips much easier than they do my tongue. It seems that whenever I try to speak, I can never really find the right words. You can’t take back words once they leave your lips, but when you write all you have to do is flip over the pencil or hit the backspace key a couple of times, and you have a...
“Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the...”
– — William Shakespeare
This is one of my mom’s favorite songs. When...