ooooooooooooh...

here is my new baby.

i did it.

bgAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

There's a Taylor 314CE in my room RIGHT NOW and it's MIIIIIIIIINE!!!!

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!

*ffffoom*. wow.

guitar [the ipa letters aren't on the keyboard! ah!]

I just ate a chicken...caesar...pleaser.
There's definitely one cafeteria guy who makes them awesome, and one who makes them pretty okay. But hey...it's chicken, bacon, lettuce, and caesar...hard to go wrong.

So...big gulps, hey guys?
Well...bring 'em down to Regent @ ubc on friday night @ 7pm to hear me and my rad band (the m.fab) play some rad tunes.
I think it costs money...like $5.
Also, Jessica Morris will be there...and she usually lives in Australia.

Saturday is guitar shopping day.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!

russ rosen says...

now that's what I call a great weekend.

glasses can't help me now.

ALL AFTERNOON MY EYE HAS BEEN TWITCHING.

Maybe not twitching. Maybe more like it's been...pulsing. The lower-lid of my right eye. Just enough to drive me crazy, but not enough for other people to notice...which is mostly good...but I think that my constant prolonged blinking and eye poking looked pretty insane...and no one knew why.


NOW YOU KNOW.

Spread the word.

x = [ks]

he sits behind me in english class...

This morning, I got up and went to the doctor. UNfortunately, my allergy shot serum is expired...2 months ago. Heh. So it's off to the great towers of Dr.Tse for more allergy testing.

WOOT.

After that rather...mundane episode, I went to Curves (which has been receiving some nasty attacks from some other LadyFitnessClub in the paper). Working out was good. I felt...worked.
And frazzled.

Two Rights and 4 Lefts later, I was at Centennial Beach in Tsawassen, basking in the (surprisingly) warm rays of this mid-February sun. The seagulls were eating lunch. I found an orange rock.

*sighs*

I really want to live on a beach. Or rather, in a house by a beach. The sound of waves rolling in, the wind, the smell of the water...wow. I feel so calm by the water, and even more calm in it. Yes, it's decided. I'll take the threat of hurricanes over earthquakes. I'm moving to the beach. Preferrably to a tropical beach, where the weather is always warm enough to nap in.



Oh yeah, and there's this cute guy named Andrew who sits behind me in english class, and the other day he said, "hey Melinda, you're late," because I was late...but...he noticed. And that was cool.


[hart] melinda.

girls....

I was going to blog about my ".", because I'm starting to see a pattern in the onset...moods, cravings, muscle pain...but then I decided not to.

Oh...well...sort of.

Hooray for feminineness!

[heart] melinda

a dee a doo a daaay.

hi all.
i'm heading off to kelownasalmonarmkamloops with my choir.

i'll be back on sunday.

comment lots while i'm gone.

[heart] melinda

tuesdays, chiiiiild...

Today was great.
It started bad...Late night brokendown computer...early morning cd burning making me an hour late for school...memories making me feel like swearing (so I read some Don Miller).

*sighs*

BUT THEN...a killer voice lesson. Killer as in...I was doing the killing...with my goodness...of voice. AND THEN...really good theory class. Totally got the homework sorted out. AND THEN...sang in lyric diction...and Geordie (my teacher's) directions for improvement made sense AND they worked! WOw.

Today was a day when I felt like a pretty good musician.

Love.melinda.

in regards to monday...

IT'S OVER.

And it's awkward. And it's not what I hoped for...but at least I know.

Definitely won't be much mention of bass-boy for a while.

Unless I write a song about it.

I hear that there's a 2 day songwriting peak when emotions are raw and pride slightly wounded.

(sorry I couldn't post yesterday. My compy was being stoopid. How emo is that!?)

ouch?

my left ankle hurts.

i don't know.

So...MONDAY.

Monday might be an important day. Inordinately important.

*ahem*

So...watch out for that. Monday.

Oh and get into Craig Cardiff. Like Damien Rice. But with more Canada.

to say the thing which was not.

I'm not even going to blog about how my dear friend J ditched out on me tonight. I won't mention that we were going to go for a quick lil' constitutional, and then he was all, "yeah..maybe I'll do something else."
I certainly won't be talking about how L did the same thing.

NOpe.
Know why?
Cuz I'm so over it.

I drove home in 27 minutes tonight. 27 minutes!! I was impressed.
Screw walking. Driving is way better.

p.s.

mikael is...superfab.

dubula dubula dubula dubula dubula

HELLO!
WELL....
garden state. I did enjoy it. I just felt very...wanting but unable to call someone and just say...I...just....SOMETHING WONDERFUL!

So yeah.

Ahem.

Neat.

I'm so tired today. My right eye has been twitching just enough to obscure my vision, but not enough so that anyone else would notice.

I just ate chicken and rice with mole.
Yumm..

Bed now.

ta!

explain

Watching garden state was great. Yes, I meant to rhyme. I do it all the time.
Blah.
When large and sam are in the pool, and he's talking about home not feeling like home anymore, just a house to put your stuff in, I really thought, "hmm..yeah." For me, home is where my friends are. Not like "oh, hey, it's a party, yay, now I'm home", but I mean the people I share a heart with.

Oh look at me...blech. So sentimental from a stoopid movie.

Argh.

This morning at church, I walked into the "fellowship hall" without my brother, because he wasn't there today. Whooeee. That felt so weird. I realized that I don't really have any friends there. I know people, and I really love a lot of them, but I don't have any real relationships there anymore. It's so bizarre...that's my home church, and I don't feel at home there. I sort of think that it's my fault, that I've missed out on something, but also that there's not much I can do now. I should just slip out, and move on.

*sighs*

Anyway. I have to go hunt for lunch, then head to choir.

love love love m.rock









just kidding. it's melinda.

*snort*

freakin' stupid pissing garden state.

as long as it's already 4am...

[molei]
a mexican sauce, made with unsweetened chocolate and chili peppers, designed to bring together good friends on a Friday night in january.

ooooh Lord.
It is so good to feel this way right now. Belly full. Heart full. Spirit alive.
My new year's resolution was to talk less about my past misfortunes, and instead, begin to look at my life through the eyes that have always loved me; to see past rejections in light of the acceptance I know now.

I think it's a good time to sleep now. G'nite.

(heart) melinda

heart?

i ate wendy's.
wendy's fries.
wendy's fries with mayo.
ashleigh said i should.

i feel full.
full of mayo.
full of wendy's fries and mayo.

my heart may not beat again.

ooooooh....i don't like this.

seventh chords abounding...

There's a car parked just down the street. It's got one of those personalized license plates.

THE PLATE READS:

VII 7

*sighs*
I think my days of plate watching are over.