Things to do when you are sick

1- walk for miles in 40 degree weather (youll forget youre sick at least)
2- do a presentation when youve lost your voice, people are sure to comment on youre new 'accent'.
3- cough loudly when people you dont like walk by
4- eat lots and lots of cough drops (preferably honey-lemon ;-) )
5- take lots of drugs, such as ibuprofen, sudafed, cough syrup, vitamins...
what was that I just took? It expired in 1934? Psh *takes a couple more* (haha)
6- look for symathy and care from those "certain guy(s)"
7- skip meals
8- when youre starving from skipping meals, go buy yourself a lot of food thats bad for you. This may require another walk in the cold.
9- blink a lot. ( I dont know why lol)
10- enjoy everyones comments like "dude, you look high," (you should respond to this with 'Dude, you ARE high') and "You need a new voice, youre losing yours"
11- get very little sleep
12- take more drugs
13- repeat

if symptoms do not improve, discontinue this plan.


Love~
Mibu
okay. I have no clue where that came from......
=)

I missed it

Today, I missed the baptismal service at my church, and i feel really bad about it. A couple people that I know pretty well got baptised today, and ive been waiting for weeks for this sunday.
And i forgot.
I woke up, let the dogs out, went back to bed, then got up at 9. By then, most everyone was ready for church, nobody had gotten me up like usual, I didnt know where my clothes were, and my neck was really bothering me (somethings like swollen in my neck, so it hurts to talk and swallow and breathe and everything, and i didnt want to come to church sounding like a transexual girl or testosterone) and so, since my mom was staying home too and i really didnt feel like frantically getting ready, i went back to bed (again). When i opened my eyes at quarter to one, and the fog cleared and...
I remembered.
And i wish so much that i could go back and remember so i could suck it up and come to church and see then get baptised.
So, i had to say im really sorry, no, really really REALLY sorry I missed it and forgot...

*huge sad face* (<- what my face looks like)

Love~
Monika =(

Who needs a bed anyway?

Who needs a bed when theres the floor... tables.... counters.... oh man that could be taken so bad! =-O
So, my room was getting a little full, right, and i decided that i didnt need my bed, and it was making my back hurt (after all the mattress is older than me, my mom had it in college) so i hauled it out of there. My room is much less crowded now.
Oh, i have something to sleep on (besides the floor), i do have a futon. and.
I vaaacccuuummmeeedd (say it out loud) and everything.... and took one of my dadds ancient computers and put it in my room so that i can write (and secretly play oregon trail II... oooppps thats embarrasing) int he wee hours of the morning, because somehow when i write in a notebook it looks like poo and it never gets typed up. Now i get to sleep on my lovely futon listening to the hum of a computer.... aaahhh. I cant wait to go to bed. And dream of playing football, and leaving guys at the altar, and my boyfriend with a blonde 'fro.
Those were all real dreams ive had... not even mentioning the troll one, or the one were a certain friends certain brother was frozen into the ground under a fence post. Or the one when i was really little when i just fell asleep and then my mom woke me up. Terrifying.
I love my room. :-).
you want me to elaborate?
Why, certainly.
I love the red carpet, and the stuff that ive stuck all over my walls (yes, ive even glued a few things on when i couldnt find tape, but dont tell my parents! =-0 ) and i love.... everything its so wonderful.
But, you know what I hate about rooms? White furniture. You there, you probably have some white furniture in your room. no offense to you or anything, but its ugly. could you like, paint it? or cover it up NOT with white sheets), or burn it? Because... it makes rooms look partical-board-ish. And thats not a compliment, its icky. My room is all wood and stuff, but not old wood, like, new wood. Kind of. I dont know. Youd have to see it I guess, but only... 3 of my friends have been inside the sacred doors (er, door, i only have one), of my room. Two adventurous girls and one brave guy. he he. and htey lived to tell the tale, I wonder what their impression of my room was.... i should ask. or maybe they forgot, because to them it was just ordinary and stupid and.... and... dirty... or boring!


WELL I LOVE MY ROOM AND YOU CANT STOP ME!

*runs upstairs*


Love~
Monika =)

I'm British

I wish i dont know whats up with me today, but ive been in a good mood all day, which hasnt been the case lately. My family is convinced that im on something today but I'm honestly not the only thing I took was the usual ibuprofen lol. I heard on the radio this morning that according to a british study, today is the most depressing day of the year, and its been the opposite for me so, i dont know its kind of wierd. But i still think british people are awesome, i dont know why. Brits and Australians, theres just something about them. And then, Italians, for the people that know me they know what im talking about.
Ahem. Anyhow.
My tooth hurts, annnddddd....
And.
And.
I think that... my baby brother playing with his shadow is so cute. I mean, half the time we dont even notice shadows, unless your Alan Pangborn in Needful Things by Stephen King, but thats beside the point. Sometimes I wish I could go back to all that amazement, instead of having to look higher and farther for that kind of thrill, but I wont stop looking for the next awesome thing.
That was beside the point.... oh wait there was none so how can you be beside it?
While im off being beside a point that doesnt exist, i might as well say i heard my favorite aerosmith song today on the british Virgin Radio. Those Brits, they are everywhere, kind of like Bob.
ha ha.
Oh. I almost forgot. I almost died today of hypothermia while wandering the streets of the huge roaming metropolis of my town, in search of those which are called 'job applications' and along with them i found my friend Julie, who ever so kindly asked (commanded) me to get into her truck and said she would (was NOT going to let me freeze) take me home. Thank you Julie ou are the reason I am here typing this, well, at least typing with all of my fingers still working.


Love You All!
Monika =) =)

The crepe guy was cute and very bored

somebody- "Dude, are those people hitch-hiking?......are they? I think they are...!"
Kristine- "Um, they're trying to get a cab."
Lindsey- "You might be a redneck if..."

Take a bunch of people from our town to NYC and this is what happens... at least nobody got lost!

thats why i havent written in a couple days, because i embarked on a spontaneous "field trip" with my super friend Sara (and of course a charter bus load of other people from my school) to NYC, i hope youll forgive me for leaving without telling you....

Im not going to write a minute by minute summary, because that would be boring. We stood in line alot, and I got a cool hat from some street vendor guy. I ate pizza in a mall, and sherbet ("ooooh baby"), and it was so very good. Sara called some guy a retard that worked there, and chinese people yelled at us.
Some guy was pushing a garbage cart, and he said to me "'scuse me, dog" It made me laugh. Id never heard so much spanish in one day ever. The bathrooms were very icky, and at one place that had switched the girls and guys bathrooms, so we had a million urinals (we had stalls too lol). And we had a charter bus, which sara and i were ecstatic to be back on after we fnearly froze. It was cold, and we went through a lot of metal detectors, and stood in line alot, but most of my time was spent gawking at the building and the awesomeness of NYC. Just as i expected it was love at first sight. At the top of the empire state building at like 8, i was just standing there staring at the city that went as far as you could see........


and then i cheesed sara on the bus! thats what she gets for talking trash about someone! it was so funny. And we watched 3 good movies, and then a really lame movie and i actually fell asleep cause i had to get up at 4 to go. We ate at mcdonalds alot (becky!) and lindsey told us the secret of the menus.

and i made sara take this picture of this cool road, i was like "SARA take a picture of that road!" and she pulls out the camera and goes "you are so deprived" and she went and bummed cigarettes off people cause she couldnt bring any. It was so funny but she actually got some.

and when we got home, we almost froze and died in her car!!

it was so much fun, thank you sara for conning me into going despite all my hangups and anxiety. I had so much fun and im glad you were there for my very first experience of NYC, and a double decker mcdonalds ("what would the world do without mcdonalds?! We would all die!!!")


I love you all, and I love NYC.

Love~
Monika =)

um...

sneeze?

Have you ever taken a shower with the lights off?

Its interesting, its just a different perspective on things. I like finding ways to do things differently, and that is my adventure for the day, i was in the shower for over an hour i think, im suprised the hot water didnt run out. I was almost sleeping :-P.
And... thats all i had to write, because becky borrowed my cold and gave it back. She's just too nice lol.
So now im going to go drag my miserable self elsewhere, and help my mom i guess, i have done nothing but read stephen king and of course that shower today. But then again I didnt get up til 3... i never can sleep that long unless im sick. but im just glad (for once) that there was no school today.
Go take a shower with the lights off, and have a super time.

Love~
Monika =)

I walked a mile for tic-tacs

actually i walked a mile and a half for Stephen King, but the tic-tacs were the initial motivation and they were on the way.
Thing to Take Note Of #1- if you sit on the floor in the library for an hour and a half and read stephen king, you will most certainly feel it later.
Thing to Take Note of #2- In a small town, you can almost always find someone to hang out with that you know, who's going the same direction, or even to the same place.
Thing to Take Note of #3- Stephen King novels are severely addicting. I came home from school friday, and the whole day this urge to read a big, thick, riveting stephen king novel had been creeping over me. Now people who know me know that i absitively hate the cold, but by the end of the day the sensation had turned into a full-blown, must-have craving for a nice heavy book, one that you pull off the shelf and you can feel it all good and heavy in your hands and you know its going to be awesome, following the lives of people through all those 600+ pages, and you plant yourself in the middle of the aisle in the library on the floor with the shelves towering over you and the smell of book everywhere, and dont get up for hours. And for stephen king... i decided that i had to go and feed my craving, but my mom was busy. As i mentioned, I hate the cold, but for stephen king I put on a coat and two not matching gloves and started walking down my hill in the freezing cold and the wind, into and across town (which thankfully for my town isnt too far), and to the library, and i wasnt even sure it was open. I ran into someone i knew along the way, and chatted with them and bought two things of tic-tacs and warmed up at the 'village variety', then continued my trek. When i got there, i was in the right aisle (i know where his books are) and on the floor in a matter of seconds. I had a pile of possible books next to me, reading a couple others before finally settling on one. it was so awesome. I'm going back down monday if its open, just to sit and meander through my book and not be home, you know. But, i started reading it, and i have barely put it down since (youre lucky im even here, but i felt obligated to post to my faithful readers (aka becky), and so i pryed myself away...) even when i manage to pry myself away (like now), its still on my mind. I brought it for the two-second ride to church and back. I want to just walk around with my nose buried in it for hours and not stop until im done. Stephen King is one heck of a writer people, and I could only dream of being so good.

Thing to Take Note of #4- i have pink shoes


Love~
Monika =)

The Interview

Interviewer; I'd like to wlcome you to the Second Ironing of Monika's Bowling Shirt, we're here today in the upstairs room in monika's house of residence, with Monika herself.
Monika, what exactly is going on here?
Monika; Well, you see, it's very complicated. I'm ironing my shirt.
I; Just ironing it?
M; No, sir. Ironing it for the SECOND TIME.
I: Wow. man thats a lot to handle. What possesed you to attempt this? I mean, I dont know many people who iron a shirt twice.
M: you see, it got wrinkled in my bowling bag, so I'm ironing again. nothing too serious.
I; Just wrinkled from cramming it in the bag?
M: I dont cram. It was folded. I dont know how these things happen, it was just sitting there folded and.... and...
-Monika covers her face with her hands, unable to go on-
I; It just got wrinkled?
-Hands Monika a tissue that one of the camera crew gave him-
M; -smiffles- sorry, sorry....
I; It's quite alright. Where were we... oh, yes... the mysterious wrinkling of the shirt. So, does this happen to all people in america, or just you?
M; I dont know, maybe the wrinkle gremlins are after me. I honestly never meant to do anything to them.
I; wrinkle gremlins, boy you have yourself in a more serious situation than I originally thought.
-Monika shrugs-
I; So, what are you doing now?
M; I'm currently waiting for the iron to heat up. Do you think it's hot enough? it has to be just right.
-interviewer touches iron, burns hand, face turns read-
M; I'll take that as a yes
-interviewer is biting lip-
M; first, im going to put the shirt over the ironing board.
I; (managing first sentence) well, ... er... we have here what appears to be a well... er... used... ironing... er.... board. The cover is....er... blue. A few burned spots.
M; Next, I make sure the iron has water.
I; it does
M; then, i carefully apply it to the shirt, and in careful even motions i smooth out the wrinkles.
Like so.
I; Nice. Youre good at this.
M; hey, it takes skill to iron a shirt twice
I; It sure does. What do you do when that part of the shirt is smooth?
M; turn it carefully on the board,
like so
-interviewer shakes head in amazement-
I; well, folks, there you have it, how and why to iron a shirt twice, attempted, and quite well done, by Monika. Thank you for tuning in.




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The Unexpected, Deadly Side-Effect of Abortion

(( I know I don't usually put stuff like this in here, it's always just my rambling, but I didn't know this until this summer, and maybe other people dont know either. I wrote this for an essay contest for the local fair, and, even though I went over the word limit, it won. Happy reading. =) ))

When a woman decides to have an abortion she may have too much on her mind to consider all of the risks. Breast cancer is proven to occur more often in women who have had an abortion. Many women do not know about the abortion/breast cancer link, and it costs them their lives. A woman might reconsider having an abortion if she knew about this potentially deadly after-effect and how likely it was to happen to her. For example;
A teen girl has about an 11% risk of contracting breast cancer during her lifetime. If she gets pregnant and has a baby, her risk is reduced to about 7.5%. But, if she gets pregnant and has an abortion, her risk can rise to 30% (depending on whether or not she has a baby later in life, which reduces her risk).
About 105,000 women who abort their first pregnancy will develop breast cancer. Of these women, 25%, or 7,000, will die of breast cancer. These are women who would not have developed breast cancer had it not been for their abortions.
Why would an abortion effect the chances of getting breast cancer? The answer;
Before a woman becomes pregnant, her breasts cannot produce milk because the gland cells are underdeveloped. When she gets pregnant, hormones, including large amounts of estrogen, inundate her system. A rapid growth in breast size is a result of this, as the internal structure goes through a dramatic change. Cells, that were previously dormant, grow rapidly, making the breasts capable of producing milk. Once they are mature, the chance of developing cancer is much less. If she aborts her pregnancy and interrupts this transitional stage, the cells are more likely to become cancerous.
Abortion is dangerous, taking not only the lives of unborn babies, but also the lives of many women.

Sweet? 16

Today is my birthday, and of course there has to be the first snow day of the year today... :-P but what can I do. Whats even worse is I didnt have bowling yesterday because of the weather, but it didnt even snow anymore and the roads werent bad so there couldve been after school activities. hm.
Last night I had the wierdest dream... My parents were separating, and me and my mom and a couple others were going to live in this one house down the road. Then I was finding a prom dress. Then Troy's mom was giving me a makeover. Then I worked at Kmart with my best friend from elmira who never talks to me. I guess thats what I get for sleeping so long! I woke up at 6, turned on the radio, and was listening to the school closings, right, and the guys winding down, and feel this little bit of hope, and then, AFTON CENTRAL SCHOOLS, CLOSED.... and so, my first words on my birthday were "This sucks.". Then I went downstairs and let the dogs out, and proceeded to go back to sleep on the couch until 11;30, and somehow sleepign through my family getting ready for the day. I was awake for a second though when someone said "Man, monika must sleep really soundly".... it was funny. When I woke up at 11;30 it was because of my brother watching his tape of "Elmo's World". And that is how my day began. Oh, and my mom got me flowers :-D.
Lately though Ive been looking over some choices Ive made, and I regret some of them, and it bothers me that i can't change them you know. I just learned to really think before you do anything, and dont let other people make your decisions. Dont trick yourself into wanting something you dont, or settling for less. If you really want something, you can wait, and it'll just be better when you finally do get it. I learned that the hard way, i tend to get impatient, and settle for less if I can have it right then. Not a good trait, but hopefully im getting out of it.
I remember thinking 14 was old lol. I remember being in preschool, and telling Mr. Hall how I missed 1994 when it was 1995 right after new years. Mr Hall was awesome, he was rather large, and so one time we went out for recess, and he blocked the tube slide with his stomach, and we all slid and and piled on top of each other til the slide was full and we couldnt get out. It was so fun. Mr Hall died though, a few years ago. He had a heart attack during class I heard. A lot of people have died... famous people. Mr Rogers, Johnny and June Cash, John Ritter, Ray Charles. The people that you think'll never die, and then theyre gone.
I remember a lot from preschool and kindergarten and first grade. I think first grade was my most mature year ever, isnt that wierd? Well, this is getting to be quite long and rambling with a touch of depression, so im going to go now :-P (I'm obsessed with smileys today)

Love~
Monika =)

non-permitting

Parents. My clothes arent good enough, my chores arent good enough, my relationships with my family arent good enough, my sports arent good enough, i dont sleep right, i dont eat right, i dont talk right, my friends arent good enough...

I am not good enough.

I can't ait until I graduate, because I finally have a plan. Maybe I'll have a different one by then, but its nice to have something right now. I have somewhere to go that's far enough away that maybe I can get some self confidence. Right now, i just have to go through my highschool days feeling inferior to everyone, and always being afraid of their reactions, and whether or not my parents are going to get mad, and whether or not their going to make fun of me.

I can't wait to breathe.

Love-
Monika

I have 5 pairs of the exact same jeans

Old Navy, stretch, boot leg, size 6, longs
That's a part of who I am. I was thinking last night, while laying awake until 4 in the morning because of stupid insomia, of all the things I really like. I used to think that I didn't really truly like anything, but I do. I actually have things that are my favorites. Like, my favorite superhero is Spiderman. My favorite movies are The Rocky movies, followed by The Flight of the Navigator and Home Alone 1 & 2. I really like Tacos, and Kraft mac and cheese is the best. I dont like it when people use "ya" for you. It sounds fake or something. I always wear 2 different socks. I like this blog, and i like people. Simple Plan is my favorite band, even though I generally listen to country. Stuff like that. Youre probably like ummm okay... but I just had to write that. It's like discovering something about yourself, and getting to know who you are better.

Love~
Monika

The Great Divide(s)

I was observing my life today (I observe things a lot, even though sometimes you can't tell lol), and my family, because I just got back from being at my grandma's for a week and I'm settling back into the hectic routine of my usual life. But I was noticing the things that have changed, and I noticed some big "divides"...
Sibling Rivalry.... My sister, Hannah (who's going on 13), and I used to get along really well. We'd play all kinds of games, and 'what if' and 'invisible' and all that kind of stuff, even though we're three years apart. Then, I don't really know what happened, but we're completely opposite and we don't really talk more than we need to or anything. She's a country girl, well on her way to being a full-blown redneck, and I'm more of a city kid. I like guys (duh), and she avoids them at all costs and thinks theyre dumb. She doesn't like to write anything, and I write all the time. She still does some of the stuff we used to do together, and I dont at all. It's like... I don't really know. There's just this gap between us now because we don't have any of the same interests and we drive each other crazy.
And homeschooling... theres this gap between homeschoolers and public-schoolers in the social world, because you can be close friends with a public schooler, but not as close as the people they see every day. My siblings don't really have any close friends, because there arent really many other homeschooling families around here. So my one sister (who's 10) has attached herself to my other sister (who's 12) (lol so many family members), because there isnt really anyone else for her to do anything with. Now she copies my 12yr old sister in everything, and some of the traits she's developing arent that admirable. I wish she had some other friends that she got to see on a regular basis so she could have some other influences... but i wouldn't support sending my siblings to public school, I'd be afraid for them :-P. I've heard of 3rd graders (not in our specific school, but around), selling pot... and i was a little worried about that. If it's in other schools, and I've heard the language and general not-caring-ness of the younger generation and I was like... i dont want my siblings to experience that every day. If there was a homeschooling group around here, maybe a christian one like I used to go to when I was homeschooled in elmira, it would be awesome for them. I just wish they could get "socialized", before they all turn into... i dont really know. But being in the same house with the same people all the time isn't very good for you. Especially when you get older, like my age. I know of a couple of homeschooled teens, and they're depressed and such. They don't really fit in with society at all, and that's not very good for your self image or self esteem. And mentally, you always feel inferior to kids who have friends and go to school and do things like normal people. Im still stuck in that, I feel like I'm not "up to par" with everyone else... and it hurts sometimes. I wish my siblings could get out more so they don't experience the same thing.


Love~
Monika =)