tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77468081415550837472024-03-14T02:17:42.088-07:00Living Life (:Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-74448533374069425312013-06-17T14:39:00.002-07:002013-06-17T14:39:51.157-07:00Goodbye CCS, Hello Opportunity! <div style="text-align: center;">
Guys, It's summer! Totally 100% Summer Vacation Time! </div>
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I've actually been dreading the fact that it was going to be summer, for one reason, and one reason only. Because I'm moving back out to Gladstone, where I grew up actually, and I'm not going to CCS next year. That meant leaving all of my best friends, the small environment of the school I was in, and just the comfort on not fearing of getting lost while walking from class to class. (Yes, that is a gigantic fear of mine!!)</div>
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But then I thought about it some more, and came to realization. I am scared. </div>
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Scared of being in a new school. Scared of being in high school. Scared of how big the school is. Scared at the fact that there are going to be twice as many people at the school than previously. Scared of change. Scared of moving from class to class. Scared that I might get lost. Scared that I will get made fun of, or judged for just being me. Just plain scared.</div>
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Then I realized how ridiculous I am being. Absolutely ridiculous. </div>
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I mean, it's completely natural for a human to be scared, but knowing me, I would make it restrain me from experiencing so many of life's wonders, and the amazing awesomeness of HIGH SCHOOL! </div>
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If you know me, you know I like to plan. I like to plan for everything. I am an extremely organized (Although, those of you that have seen my room might disagree, but who cares, you get my drift!) and I have a schedule, and I need to know what's happening, and when. Okay? So moving and going to a totally different school, with a totally different environment makes my whole schedule change. That's what scares me to death, and just being around so many more people, scares me. </div>
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Then, I got to thinking, again. I'm not going to let my fear restraining me from making so many awesome memories, and make new friends. I'm not going to let it take over my life, making me curl into a little ball of sadness and fear. No, just no. </div>
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So if there are any other people out there that just so happen to come across this, I hope these quotes help you like they helped me! (: </div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #121212; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px; text-align: left;">“Each of us must confront our own fears, must come face to face with them. How we handle our fears will determine where we go with the rest of our lives. To experience adventure or to be limited by the fear of it.” ~ Judy Blume</span></div>
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“I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance; to live so that which comes to me as seed goes to the next as blossom and that which comes to me as blossom, goes on as fruit.” ~ Dawna Markova</div>
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And after getting over all my fear, I can not get over how excited I am! I am so ready to get into some theater classes, because many people know that's what I want to do with my life. I just love it! I'm really quite excited to meet new people, now mind you, I used to live in Gladstone, so I already know quite a few of the people already. I'm just excited to be in high school. </div>
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High School.</div>
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High Schoooolll! </div>
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Nope, it still hasn't hit me that I'm a freshman. </div>
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I'm a freshman. </div>
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Nope, not yet! </div>
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Anyways, thank you guys for reading my rant! And before I go, here is one more awesome quote from the lovely Taylor Swift. </div>
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Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-84801333333230958192013-05-27T23:14:00.003-07:002013-05-27T23:14:58.155-07:00Crazy Awesome Volleyball Sleepover! Boy do I have a lot to tell you guys. So sit down, have some lemonade *hands you some virtual lemonade*<br />
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So on Saturday, we had our "End-of-the-Year, huge volleyball sleepover extravaganza!!!" *Yes, I did just say that. Deal with it!* Mind you, there are fifteen of us fourteen year old girls, so it's gonna get a little crazy!<br />
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We decided to sleep in the garage of one of my closest friends, Alyssa, because we wouldn't all necessarily fit into the house, but we were just fine with it! Throughout the night we were just having fun and playing games, and laughing our butts off, (no joke, I don't think I have ever laughed that much in one night in my whole life!)<br />
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At around 12:00am, we were getting a little bored, so we came up with the awesome idea to go forking. What is forking you ask? Well, forking is where you get a BUNCH of clear plastic forks, and you just go stick them in someone's yard, because well, it's funny. Just some stupid humor, I don't know, but I was laughing while doing it.<br />
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So we went out to go forking...<br />
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We literally had over 100 forks, and we went and put them in someone's yard. I don't know why we thought it was so funny at the moment, because looking back now and realizing how much we were laughing, it just doesn't seem that funny. I just don't get how sticking a bunch of plastic forks in someone's yard be so entertaining and so funny at the same time.<br />
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After that, we realized, nope, that wasn't enough, so we went and ha my mom(our coach) put together a scavenger hunt, reminder, it was now around one o' clock in the morning! So here we are, us 15 girls running down the street and laughing our butts off, at absolutely nothing. I don't know, call us crazy. Although, we did drink a lot of soda, and eat a lot of cookies earlier... hmmmm.<br />
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When we got back from the scavenger hunt, my brother, Jordan and his friend Andy asked all of us if we wanted to go play invisible rope.<br />
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INVISIBLE ROPE: <span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="line-height: 21px;">When one person stands on each side of the street, and when a car comes by, they act as if playing tug of war across the street. I guarantee someone</span></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 21px;"> will stop, thinking that something is there.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 21px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Alright, now that we got that out of the way, we all went out to play it at 2:00 in the morning. So now there is 17 of us, out there in the middle of the road at two o'clock in the morning. We actually got some people pretty good, surprisingly. </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 21px;">Then this car comes by, cussing us out, </span></span><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="line-height: 21px;">threatening</span></span><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 21px;"> that he was going to call the cops on us. We didn't really </span></span><span style="line-height: 21px;">believe</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 21px;"> him, thinking he was just joking, not really taking to mind that he was being serious, and that we were possibly going to get into trouble. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 21px;">Not even a minute later, a cop pulls around the corner, and what do all of us do, we run. We ran as fast as we could and cut through a few of Alyssa's neighbors back yards. Our adrenaline was going and we were all freaking out, because, the cops were chasing us. I actually have a big scratch on my leg from hopping over a fence. We all ran back to Alyssa's garage where my mom was sleeping and of course, we're all panting when we get in there, so we woke my mom up. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 21px;">She got up, and started counting people, making sure we were all there before she found out what was going on. Jordan was missing. We lost him, and we all thought that he'd gotten caught, and we got busted. In the midst of everything, and everyone freaking out, we were all trying to explain what went on to my mom. Around two minutes later Jordan came bursting through the side door of the garage. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 21px;">He told us how he dove into a bush, and hoped that the cop wouldn't see him. And once the cop was out of his sight, he hopped a fence and quickly ran back to the garage. Little did we know, the cop got out of his car and started to search the property, trying to find us. My stomach was in my throat at this point, so we all turned the lights off, and laid in our beds, and kept as quiet as possible. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 21px;">This was the biggest adrenaline rush, and craziest thing ever! I was so pumped by the time it was over. In reality, we weren't doing anything illegal, the only real thing that we would get in trouble for was probably being out past </span></span><span style="line-height: 21px;">curfew</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 21px;"> which, i think is ridiculous. But that by far, was the best "End-of-the-year, volleyball sleepover extravaganza" EVER!!!!!!!!! </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 21px;">P.S. This story is 100% true. </span></span></span></span>Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-74180959097147953672013-04-19T22:20:00.000-07:002013-04-19T22:20:04.557-07:00Decisions, DecisionsSo lately, I've been in a bit of a funk.<br />
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No the kind of funk that you kind of just hop out of in about a week, or sleep for thirteen hours straight and then you figure out that you were just really tired. Don't worry, I've already tried that.<br />
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I have the wonderful decision of trying to decide if I want to change to a bigger public school or not. And I've been given a month to decide, and quite frankly I don't know.<br />
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So I've decided to make a list of the pros and cons of each school.<br />
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<b><u>Molalla </u></b><br />
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~ It's a bigger school, so I would have a ton more classes to choose from (i.e. drama, theater, all that good stuff!)<br />
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~ The dress code would be less strict<br />
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~ The classes are bigger. (I work better in smaller classes)<br />
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~ There aren't as many opportunities for what you want to major in<br />
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Happy Friday Everyone!<br />
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Oh My Lanta! It has been forever since I have blogged, about anything!<br />
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I guess I have just been really busy with school work, and basketball, plus volleyball just started! I am one busy girl!<br />
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I thought I could squeeze this in here, because, you know, I have time.<br />
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So, what's been going on with me you ask? Here, sit down, this could take a while. Would you like a cookie? *sends virtual cookie*<br />
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Okay, so the main reason why I have been so busy is because of science. We just recently had our science fair, and I was so stressed out about my project. I have to admit I was really irresponsible this year and waited until the night before to get started on the actual board. I'm telling you, that is the last time I ever do that, okay. In the end I was pretty happy about how my board turned out, considering that it was a 4 hour thing! I ended up getting second place on it, so I was pretty happy.<br />
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Basketball finally ended! :( We made it all the way to the championship game and lost, so we came in second. It was heartbreaking. I was so upset, but then I looked back at it and was happy that we had made it as far as we did. I have to say it was a really amazing season, and I couldn't have asked for a better team!<br />
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I just started volleyball again last Wednesday! It felt so good to play volleyball again! I missed it a lot, and the great thing is, our team is amazing! Last year, we weren't very good, at all. (we lost every. single. game) but this year, we have a whole different team! I love it! But we are only one practice into the season, so that's that. </div>
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My Easter was pretty good, actually. I ate lots of food!</div>
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The day before Easter we, as in my brother, mom and I, went to my moms friends house and we were just going to spend the night there, because since we have no more family that lives in Oregon, we didn't want Easter to be just the three of us. Let's just say, we had a lot of fun laughing our butts off... And can we please talk about that weather for a second! </div>
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Overall, my birthday was a ton of fun! I had a half day at school, which was a plus to my day, but school was really good. A kid in my class kept teasing me that he was going to show up at my house and come to my birthday party. He just kept ranting on about it, and I have to admit it was really funny, because one, my party isn't even until the summer, and two, he said he was going to show up in a speedo. Awkward. </div>
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So my day at school was awesome, I laughed a lot. Seriously. (Oh I have to mention this. I got a dollar from my best friend, Hailey. Score!) :D </div>
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And as I was in the car, I started to get extremely nervous. Needless to say it's been 14 years since I have gotten my ears pierced, so I didn't know what it was going to feel like. I was so scared. This is what the triple helix piercing is, for any of you that don't know: </div>
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After I went and got my ears pierced we went to the mall and I got me some One Direction t-shirts, so I can wear them with pride! :D Finally when we were done with the mall, we went and ate at my favorite resturaunt, Changs(: </div>
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Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-73946209457856811902013-01-15T18:31:00.002-08:002013-01-15T18:31:50.747-08:00First Basketball Game! Okay, so i worked up the nerve this year to go ahead an play basketball... well, with a few bribes and a lot of thinking... But after all that.. I decided to play!<br />
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Everyone was so super surprised that is was only my first year of playing, because you know, I'm a freakishly huge giant. 5 10" to be exact! Yeah, that's right!<br />
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My first game was on the 8th, that's a Wednesday... And it was at 4:00 to be exact! Yes, I'm specific like that! I thought it went pretty well.<br />
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Jordan got this picture of me when I was checking in for my game... It's just... so.... good!!!<br />
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Well, we won that game by I think 20, which was pretty good, considering our coach told us that it would probably be the hardest game of the whole season! I was actually pretty shocked at how much playing time I got, considering it was my first game of basketball... EVER!<br />
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I really am starting to like basketball! It's so much fun, not to mention the great exercise I get while doing it! Plus I love my team, so I'm happy I started to play! I think I'll stick with it too... I don't know yet though....Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-75297920695849841152012-12-28T20:10:00.000-08:002012-12-28T20:10:55.184-08:00A Wonderfully Wonderful Christmas! Hello!<br />
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I know it has been forever since I have blogged, but what can you do? I mean, being busy with Christmas vacation, baking and entertaining relatives, how can you fit in blogging? So now that all the chaos is over, I suppose I can fit in one messily blog between my notorious snacking of chocolate and naps...<br />
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Okay so here I go!<br />
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My Christmas vacation was pretty great! My great grandmother and my grandma both came to our house(: That was really good seeing them, but let me tell you, we baked like no tomorrow! We must have frosted at least one hundred cookies! It was INSANE!!! *Yes I did feel the need to put that in caps, because yes, it was that insane!*<br />
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This is a picture of us on Christmas Eve, where we all wore matching ties!<br />
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Oh, I feel the need to add, that the ties sang 'Jingle Bells' when you pressed a button... I can not tell you enough how annoying that got!<br />
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Anyways, we have a tradition where every year my brother and I always open our presents on Christmas eve, and obviously stockings still on Christmas. So we opened presents on Christmas eve. I got a pair of boots that I REALLY wanted! A pair of LA Idol jeans, a shirt, 3 scarves, an owl necklace, and a ring!<br />
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Then in my stocking I got a lot of candy, and jewelry and some more candy.. I think I probably have gained at least 15 more pounds! But isn't that what the holidays are about... Eating and getting fat, then making it your New Years Resolution to lose all of the weight you gained... Yeah, that sounds about right!<br />
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Anyways, I had a great Christmas, couldn't have been better, but now I'm ready for the New Year! 2013 baby!<br />
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Oh.. I feel the need to say that... I SURVIVED THE END OF THE WORLD! Yeah... Be jealous.<br />
<br />Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-48441983010880194972012-11-19T22:15:00.001-08:002012-11-19T22:15:46.546-08:00Volleyball Tournament + Blazer Game! On Saturday, I was in a volleyball tournament. I don't know how I got talked into it, because it was from junior high all the way through college age! (It was a fundraiser for our church) I guess my friend Taris got me put on her team. Well, we had no idea what we were getting ourselves in to. Our team had me, Taris, Chris, Audrey and Derek(:<br />
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When we got to the school, we were freaking out, you know, because we were the ONLY Jr. High team. Think about it, five eighth graders going up against some seniors in high school, some adults and college age students! I ca-rumba right?<br />
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Well, we went to play our first game and we went up against a few sophomores from Molalla that decided to make a team. To our surprise, we kicked their butt in both games! (We played two games to 21)<br />
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Then after that we went against some seniors and juniors, we kicked their butts too! I was super surprised about that one, I had to go over it a bunch of times in my head.<br />
We went in there thinking we were going to lose our first game and be able to go home. Well, nope... WE CAME IN 2ND!!<br />
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I was so proud of us, and we definitely surprised ourselves(:<br />
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Okay, now... Last night I went to a Portland Trail Blazers basketball game! Well, it wasn't my first one, so it wasn't that amazing, but it was amazing! Let me explain...<br />
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So we took my dad to the game. And when I speak about 'we' I mean my brother and I because it was his birthday, so that was a pretty good birthday present! Plus, we got the tickets for free, so that's an amazing price! And they were pretty good seats, only 8 rows up!<br />
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Yes, you! Leave a comment! I really like comments!(: ****</div>
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Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-63883284240380541772012-11-01T11:14:00.000-07:002012-11-01T11:14:03.300-07:00Paranormal Activity 4?!?!So Thursday was quite possibly the best day, and the most I have ever laughed in a long time!<br />
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After school my friend Christiana, Mary Ann, Taris and I were all going to go see Paranormal Activity 4! Well Chris, being the wonderful airhead that she is, didn't check the time of the movie! So Mary Ann and I went and checked the time during school, and it didn't start right after school, no it started at 5:40!<br />
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So after school her mom decided that we were going to go to Fred Myers for a little while to kill some time. And us being normal teenagers tried to find the most ridiculous outfits possible!<br />
We found the best footy pajamas ever! and we took pictures in them!<br />
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So after we laughed our butts off in Fred Myers, we went to PANDA EXPRESS! I love Panda Express so much! Ahhhh yummm!!<br />
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After that we went to see the movie! We thought we were going to be late so in the car we were stressing out like crazy! We made it there just in time and we were the only ones in the theater!<br />
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Chris and I were screaming so much! It was AWESOME! The last ten minutes of it made me scream like CRAZYYYYYYYYYY!!!! My heart was pounding like a two thousand beats a minute! When the movie was over we ran super fast out of the dark movie theater!<br />
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I love my friends! That was seriously the best night ever! (:Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-84448735516317825232012-10-22T17:57:00.001-07:002012-10-22T17:57:07.438-07:00You Learn A Lot Of New Things In One Day!So today has been a day full of learning random facts that are totally random, and completely useless, but I thought I should share them with you because, some of them are really interesting... Okay here we go.<br />
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1. Coca-cola would be green if the coloring wasn't added to it...<br />
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2. Slugs have four noses...<br />
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3. Over the course of the Harry Potter movies, Voldemort has been played by 6 actors...<br />
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4. The average cat has 24 whiskers...<br />
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5. The actress who played Moaning Myrtle is actually 37 years old and is the oldest person to portray a student from Hogwarts.<br />
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6. Benjamin Franklin gave guitar lessons!<br />
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7. Oregon has the most ghost towns than any other state... O.O<br />
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8. The word 'gullible' is not in the dictionary!<br />
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9. The queen Isabella of Spain only bathed twice in her entire lifetime<br />
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10. It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open!<br />
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11. TYPEWRITER is the longest word that can be made by using the letters on only one row of the keyboard.<br />
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14. The dot over the letter 'i' is called a "tittle"<br />
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16. "I am" is the shortest complete sentence in the English language<br />
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17. Women blink twice as much as men<br />
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18. The names of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are: Michelangelo, Leonardo, Donatello, and Raphael!<br />
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20. I probably just wasted five minutes of your time that you'll never be able to get back! Sorry! (:<br />
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~MakaylaMakaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-58529281853646606632012-10-19T19:46:00.001-07:002012-10-19T20:29:10.022-07:00Funny/Crazy Week(: So this week I accomplished my goal of wearing pink the whole week!<br />
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Harry even approves of my decision and accomplishment. Lol!<br />
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But other than being able to wear pink the whole week, I've had a fantastic one! Mostly counting Friday, so that's all I'm going to be talking about, mainly, precisely there are some other things.... Okay, I'm just gonna talk! -or type in that matter-<br />
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So I decided to color my hair back all brown, because I got pretty tired of the blonde, I'm a natural brunette, what can I say? But... I woke up this morning (Friday) and my hair was well.... almost black. I mean, it's REALLY dark brown, like extremely dark, so that, went well, I don't know what to think of it yet. It will take some getting used to. Looks like I will never have my moms friend color my hair again. We'll see what happens.<br />
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I didn't go to school yesterday, because my mom went to the hospital! -hold your gasps, she's okay- So today in school we had four tests, I got out of two of 'em! History and science to be exact! I did, however, have to take my math quiz, which wasn't hard at all, and my vocabulary test in English, which I got 100% on! Go Makayla!<br />
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Also, my friend Derek's birthday was today, well tomorrow, but tomorrow is obviously Saturday, so I wouldn't see him. Derek happens to be the guy I like too, but we'll refrain from talking about that. Well I like to do nice things for people's birthdays... So I made him cookies last night. I gave them to him during the day, and I, Makayla Maree... Got a hug from him!<br />
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So that was a really good part of my Friday.<br />
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Also, because of me going to a Christian school, every Friday we have a half-day, and chapel day. So we have to dress like we're going to church, and in the morning we get to worship.<br />
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I absolutely love to worship in the mornings, I feel so close to God when I do. I just love going to Country Christian! It's just so amazing!<br />
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AND! I've started to play the guitar! Well, it's a class I'm taking at my school, but I still think it's pretty fun. I'm actually learning too, I told my teacher, Mrs. Nutter, that when I become a rock star and perform all over the world, all my thanks would go to her, for teaching me in middle school. Totally kidding, I don't want to be a rock star! Although, I would really like the endless amounts of brownies and screaming fans. Why brownies you ask? Well because they taste good, duh? Why else?<br />
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Ooh! I got my Halloween costume. I usually decide what I am going to be the week BEFORE Halloween, so pretty last minute, but this year I knew what I wanted to be, right away too. I'm going to be Minnie Mouse! I just hope that I don't change my mind right before Halloween actually comes. Because I was having thoughts about being Snow White, because my hair is practically black now, I don't know, we'll see!<br />
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On Tuesday, I beat my record for 'kills' in the game Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3. That's right, this girl right here got 33 kills in on game with only 14 deaths! Go Makayla Go! but I was pretty excited about that, and the most funny part is, my brother doesn't want to admit that I am actually starting to get good at playing it, I mean it's funny to watch him try to put me down by telling me it's 'just luck' and 'it'll never happen again.' Well to prove him wrong, I did it again, the next game! Woohoo!<br />
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I have this thing when people doubt me and my abilities, I try to prove them wrong and do it. Example: We were in bible class, and we had to copy down Exodus 20:1-17, which is the Ten Commandments, and it's big! I turned to a kid named Andrew and said, "Do you think I could do it on half a page?" He doubted my abilities, so I did it, I really wrote the whole thing on half a page! Besides the fact that my hand felt like it was going to fall off because I wrote so small, I got to prove to Andrew that I CAN DO IT! I love to push myself to the limit, and challenge myself!<br />
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Also... this week, it rained! It actually is POURING buckets outside right now, I can hear it coming out of the gutter... ahh Oregon weather... (: I really do love the rain though, it's just so... I don't know... I just love it. I really like the fall too!<br />
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OMG! And I started reading the best book ever! I really got out of the habit of reading books for a while -I know, I will be shunned for this- But recently I just picked up a book and started to read it. Well that wasn't the best idea, well it was, but now I can't get my face out of it. It's called "The Calling of Emily Evans"<br />
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It's such a good book, and you should seriously read it if you get the chance to get your hands on it. I think when I finish this book I'm going to start the Harry Potter series again, because it is just fantastic! Yeah, I think that's what I'll do.<br />
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I was also on Facebook and one of my friends sent me this picture:<br />
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Did you ever see that guy on the news? Well this just had me laughing so much. Oh how I laugh at witty humor, but you have to admit it's pretty funny. And if you haven't seen that video, you should search it on youtube, because it is funny. (:<br />
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Today I also learned a really important thing, and I think a picture would better explain it.... :<br />
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I found all of these to be very true, because I've been praying about the same thing for about three weeks now, I hadn't gotten it answered and started wondering if my Faith wasn't great enough. I started to read my bible a few hours a day, sing songs of worship and live for God. He answered my prayer today and I was incredibly filled with joy. I was so happy (: </div>
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Wow, this blog is really scattered and kind of all over the place... Well I guess that's okay! Sometimes you just need to talk about a whole bunch of random things that get put into one, so there we go, I did it! And that book I'm reading is sitting on the couch in the living room just calling my name, so I must go read. Bye Guys!<br />
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So as you all know, it's Breast Cancer Awareness month(: Soooo...<br />
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THIS WHOLE WEEK I AM GOING TO BE WEARING PINK!!!<br />
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So today at school I was explaining why I was doing this to my friend Sam. He asked me if I knew anyone that had Breast Cancer, and yes I do. My friend that I used to do cheerleading with, her mom just died because of breast cancer and we miss her a lot. </div>
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We really miss Michelle and I can't imagine what her daughter, Shelby is going through, all my love goes to their family who is grieving right now. I know I would be devastated if my mom died...<br />
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*moment of silence for Michelle*<br />
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Okay, and my grandma's best friend just got diagnosed with breast cancer...<br />
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And last but not least, who wouldn't support Lori Allen? *GASP*<br />
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You. Don't. Know. Who. Lori. Allen. Is?<br />
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Well only the best person on the show "Say Yes To The Dress" I wonder if I'm the only one m age who watches that show at my age.... Whyyyy must I be so WeIrD?<br />
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Side note.... Whenever someone asks you that, simply say this.... Why would you want to be like: This.... When you could be like <span style="color: red;">ttttt</span><span style="color: orange;">hhhh</span><span style="color: lime;">iiiii</span><span style="color: magenta;">sssss </span><br />
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Back to supporting Lori Allen....<br />
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This is her for those of you who don't have a good sense in TV shows and don't know who she is...<br />
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She recently got diagnosed and even though I don't know her in real life, I mean, it's still sad. I think everyone who is suffering from it should live. I don't get why a person has to die because of cancer. I just wish cancer would get cancer... and, well, die! If that makes any sense at all.<br />
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<br />Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-35686169697335838112012-10-09T19:13:00.001-07:002012-10-09T19:13:42.859-07:00Math Class Madness... So today I am going to talk to you a little about my wonderful math class that I happen to be in. I take Algebra 1 with only five other kids in my grade, Hailey, Derek(: Brady, Nathan and Cade. Other than that, the rest of the people in the class are freshmen.<br />
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This class drives me crazy! I want to rip my hair out! We are literally doing simple problems like 2(w+11)=? and we have been going over it for more than a week! A WEEK! I mean, it's seriously not that hard.. right? Or I just might be extremely smart and need to be moved to, like calculus or something! Okay, I'm totally kidding, but it's pretty crazy. I don't get how it could take a whole week to work on a problem that simple, I just don't! I mean, we are in the second chapter of the book... AND THEY DON'T EVEN GET THAT? I think they are going to have some serious problems in the later parts on the year.<br />
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I mean, there are some pretty good things about the class. First of all, it's with all the other freshmen so the guys in that class are still pretty immature and they made the most pointless jokes ever! I don't know, but having that class in the morning definitely brightens my day quite a bit. Second, my best friend, Hailey is in that class, so that's probably the most awesome thing! Third, I already get everything we are doing, so it's not like it's challenging to me at all. Forth, the guy I like is in that class... We're not going to talk about that though. And last, my teacher Mr. Dude is pretty funny too, always making witty jokes.... Ahhh math class...<br />
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But I'm serious, the most simple things... and still taking a week... hmm... odd? Hailey and I are thinking we could seriously make some serious cash tutoring for the rest of the year. And trust me, you would thing so too if you met the kids in my math class.<br />
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Alright, that's enough nagging for one day... Bye guys!<br />
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P.S. Feel free to leave a comment, seriously, I really like comments... Yeah!<br />
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XoXo(:Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-89684461946415611442012-09-02T20:43:00.000-07:002012-09-02T20:43:34.225-07:00What I've Done The Summer of 2012! <br />
Well... Today, I'm going to tell you some of the things I have been doing, well have done over the summer, just because I can! *Cue wicked laugh* Yeah... Lame I know, well, let's get to it!<br />
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<b>1. Spent a month down in Arizona! </b><br />
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That is an un-opened bag of coco-crispies... Terrible right, I know, talk about FALSE ADVERTISING! That was a pretty big one for me, I was so disappointed... *tear, tear* I love my cereal, and this is ridiculous! Okay, okay, I know it's ridiculous to make a huge deal about cereal, but come on! </div>
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<b>5. Dyed the whole underneath of my hair... BLONDE! </b></div>
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<br /><br /><b>6. Talked in a British Accent for a whole week!</b><div>
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This past summer I have really wanted to be British and have a British accent, so I did it for a whole week! I was so proud of myself! </div>
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Yes, I do, I really do, and if I could live there, I TOTALLY would. So my friend Hailey and I are going to move there when we are 18 and go to college over there! So you know where I'll be! I absolutely love the UK!!! So whenever you're in a dilemma, just Keep Calm and Fake A British Accent... You know I give props to whoever made that saying up... Power to the British! </div>
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Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-18697094486311075012012-08-09T06:16:00.000-07:002012-08-09T06:16:02.358-07:00Finally back home?I am finally back in Oregon! After almost two months in Arizona, I am home!<br />
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I made a little "I'm home" song... it goes a little like this....<br />
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I'm hooomeee, I'mm hooommeee!<br />
Yes, I am hoomeee!!<br />
Yay me!!!<br />
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Yeah, sounded better in my head... okay, well it is so great to be home, and to be able to see green again! I have realized that green is my favorite color, I can't go two months without seeing any green! It is physically impossible!!<br />
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You just can't compare the two, I guess I am just an Oregonian and I always will be!<br />
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I went camping as soon as I got home and got to see all of my cousins! They all have gotten so big, I haven't seen them in like three years, so I missed them! And we had a ton of fun together! </div>
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And my cousin, who is 5 and from Arizona, came with! So that was so much fun!</div>
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I got to see my mommy and I was so happy about that, we made smores every night, which are so delicious! I went swimming quite a bit, but didn't go on any boats, I took my little cousins to the park for fifteen minutes and made ten dollars, I got a really bad cold, I got burnt by touching a lantern (Blonde moment) I put egg whites on that burn and it didn't hurt anymore! We played cops and robbers every night! One night it took all of us two hours to find my brother, we even had to get some other kids to help us... (We didn't find him, we had to end the game because it was so late...) Aaannnnddd..... I got a pretty bad sunburn... </div>
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All in all, I am just so happy that I am back home in Oregon, and have my bed to sleep in, andd get to pet my puppy Tucker! </div>
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<br /></div>Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-41391876964245133982012-07-12T00:19:00.001-07:002012-07-12T00:19:51.197-07:00My Crazy New Obsession!Guys, I have to admit it! I have an obsession!! I am totally fan-girling right now!<br />
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I AM OBSESSED WITH THE AJR BROTHERS!!<br />
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Now, you're probably like, "Who the heck are the AJR Brothers?"<br />
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Well, they are the most amazingly, fantastically, most wonderful people in the whole wide world!<br />
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Okay, they are three brothers that have dreams of becoming famous, and they post videos on youtube... AND THEY ARE AMAZING! Okay, I don't think you are getting this.... They are AMAZING!<br />
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Okay, let me try to explain this. Their music sounds like a unicorn playing a melody on a rainbow with gummy bears and sparkles. Like magical fairies on the roller coaster to Heaven. Like ice cold lemonade on a hot summer day! You get it now? No not yet.. okay, one more... Like... an ice cream sundae topped with all sugary things imaginable!! Yupp, that's right, any sugary thing you can think of!! Gotcha there, didn't I... :)<br />
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Okay, so know you kind of know why I am totally like completely fan-girling!!<br />
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I HAD TO GET THAT OUT!! OKAY I FEEL BETTER!! :)Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-20871719725868704642012-07-10T17:18:00.000-07:002012-07-10T17:18:25.769-07:00Tattered Blinds!This is going to be a fairly short entry, but I haven't blogged in a while and I want to get the word out!<br />
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Okay guys, have started a story and I want you all to read it so I can get it published! The story is on a website called www.wattpad.com<br />
My username is MakaylaMelton5<br />
And the name of the story is Tattered Blinds!<br />
Check it out and help me get it published please!!Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-48085938043753087412012-06-21T21:41:00.000-07:002012-06-21T21:41:35.148-07:00Long Road Trip!!<br />
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Finally, finally I am done with being in the car. Yes, I was in the car for 27 hours, yes, I really said that 27 hours.. Molalla all the way to Arizona! It was CRAZY! I don't really want to do it again, but how am I gonna get home?<br />
The drive wasn't absolutely terrible, I worked on taking some awesome pictures!<br />
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We went to get gas in Needles, it was 109 degrees!! Yes, it was really that hot, the ground melted rubber flip flops! It was complete insanity and that people would actually live in that!<br />
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It was crazy, but it was a lot of fun I have to say. I was super happy that I got to see some places I had never seen before! And I get to do it again next month! :) </div>
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<br />Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-60137675686422931132012-06-15T22:43:00.002-07:002012-06-15T22:43:35.180-07:00The Warm Weather is Calling My Name!Ahh, Oregon weather is getting so old, rain, rain, rain! This is summer! But I get to get out of it and I am going to Arizona on Sunday!<br />
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My grandma has moved down there and I miss her like crazy, finally get some sun! And I get to work on my tan! *Raises eyebrows up and down* Not only do I get to see her, but my most amazing cousins in the whole wide world, and my aunt, and my uncle!<br />
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The sun will be the best part,I will miss everyone and I will also be down there for a month! A whole month! 30 days to be exact! I don't know if I can do it, but I am gonna have to, as long as I have my trusty blog, right?!Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746808141555083747.post-75218185311928611502012-06-15T01:15:00.000-07:002012-06-15T01:15:04.550-07:00Missing MRA, but loving God!This school year has been a great one, started the beginning of the year at one school, ended at another, but wouldn't trade that for anything :)<br />
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MRA did many things for me, I met many wonderful friends that I miss dearly, but I know I will see again. But I needed a change, a calling from God came upon me and I began to attend the wonderful school of Country Christian.<br />
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I met many wonderful friends that I can now call my very own sisters.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hailey and I! :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gabrielle, Taris, and I, sisters for life! :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Breakthrough 2012</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alec is a pretty princess, just happy I got the chance to take the picture! :) </td></tr>
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Going to Country Christian has added a great part to my life, mainly because I started to know God, and how amazing he is. Before, I didn't really know about Him, but now that I go there, I have accepted Him in my life and I am very happy that I have, it has made my life great. <div>
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But The call I got from God is the best thing that has ever happened to me! </div>Makaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12891832695821260206noreply@blogger.com4