An Earthquake is coming...

And I must be prepared.

I both relish and hate the feeling of wanting to be motivated and prepared. I feel the deadlines weighing down on my body, and I feel like something terrible and great will happen at the same time, making the plates of my mind collide and shift and rub together until The Great Earthquake of 2009 shakes my entire being.

I feel like I'm going to lose someone very soon... and then, I am not sure if I will be sad... or if I will be relieved to have that someone gone. But most likely, it will be both, and the plates will create a rift in my mind.

And I feel like I will let several people down soon... they'll be disappointed in me or they won't want to trust or respect me again. I'm scared that the plates will overlap, and move...

Then I feel like I'm going to be sick, that I might be sick all my life, and I don't know if I fill myself with something to make me well or take away something to make me well. I want to just run until I am out of breath and collapse into the gravel, my hands raw from the landing, rocks embedding themselves into my palms, my cheeks red and my nose cold, my lungs filling quickly with the chilly air of autumn. Then I exhale, and my lips are chapped and red and raw.

I'm scared.

But I'm preparing myself to be even more scared. I'm bolting up the shelves holding my prized possessions, my friends, my knowledge. I'm barricading the doors so that all the bad will stay out of my good life.

However, I forget to bar up the windows...

And I fear that the bad will leak in... somehow...

- Fault Line Meggy

Remember, Remember...

Today, for me at least, is a normal day.
I have to go to school, do homework, then go see my boyfriend and do all the regular shenanigans that a teenager does on her Friday night (most likely cleaning and eating Taco Bell.)
But today is an important day and I didn't remember until I looked at my calendar.

It is September 11th.

Eight years ago today, a tragedy affected Americans so much that our leader organized a "War on Terror"

And I haven't seen so much as a sign that we were going to remember the Eleventh of September.

I just looked on yahoo, msn, and google for a sign and only on msn did I find something-
"9/11's Children Growing Up"

I figured Google would have an American looking "Google" sign when you'd get to the search engine, but it's just those usual rainbow colors, mocking me.

This just makes me more sure that we as Americans are getting a little bit less aware every day.

And if you don't believe me, is your refrigerator running?

-Meggy

Wipe that frown off your face and let's get ready for school!

Now, let me explain something to you carefully...
I...
...
enjoy school.
I am a nerd.
I've always enjoyed school! Ever since kindergarten. In fact, I used to feel cheated because my parents never sent me to preschool like all the other kids!
I love school. I love the social experience and I love doing the work (okay, except math, but hey. Nothing's perfect...)
But I also enjoy sleeping.
I went to sleep at a reasonable time last night! However, I was not in the mood to wake up when my alarm clock chimed promptly at 6 AM. So, I turned it off.
Then I was awoken at 7:12 AM by my little sister Gracie pushing my legs going "...sissy...sissy? Sissy, Mommy said it's time to wake up."
"Meeeeeehhhhh!!!!!!!"

And from there I quickly took a shower, put on makeup, clothes, jewelry, put books in bag, had half a brownie for breakfast and whisked Connor and Gracie out the door, almost forgetting my lunch in the process.

That, my dears, is what I hate about the school year; waking up late.
And drama queens.
And horrible teachers...

And from eight-fifteen am this year to one pm, will be monotony...
Or at least... mostly monotony.
With some sprinkles x3

-Meggy

Fun in the Burgh

So, in my last post, I briefly described my experience for my second trip in my entire life to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
I will now recount my journey.
Pittsburgh is BEAUTIFUL by the way.
I took this from the Dusquene Incline last year.

The first day of my trip this year though, I just kind of hung out at their house, trying to recover from the lack of sleep.

But the second day we went shopping at the mall and had lots of fun!Sorry, Jeb. Skully has stolen my heart.

I got a bunch of cute stuff and Deva and I had a picnic outside the mall where people driving by would stare at us...
I was very tired by the end of this day...And of course, someone had to take a picture.

On Saturday, we went to the museum because a) I wanted to go back (I never seem to get enough culture in Illinois. We're just too...farmy) and b) Deva wanted to meet an old friend, Enoch, from her homeschooling program before he went to college in New York. I was able meet Enoch, his little sister Faith, and his mother. Deva's mother commented that it was interesting that I was able to meet them, since I was from the midwest, and they lived in the middle east.
LAWL
Paul, Deva's neighbor, and her little brothers were also in the mix.Back: Paul, Faith, Me, Enoch Front: Deva, Adam, Daniel, DavidAs you can see, Faith, Deva, and I got pretty close during our trip to the museum :D

But on Sunday, as I showed in the previous post I was the day I learned to make traditional Ukranian Cuisine.
...
Two of three dishes had cabbage in it.
...
It's amazing.

But on Monday I had to head home and...
well that's when all hell took over.

Speaking of which, my luggage still sits in an Indianapolis airport instead of in my room.

...

*sad face*

It's that time again folks. That time where I say good day, and good night.
May the force be with you and eat your peas,
-Meggy

The Start of Monotony

So this is about how my week went starting last Monday (August 10th) to Today (August 18th).

Mon Aug. 10th - Get up early, work, eat, sleep.
Tues Aug. 11th - Get up early, work, eat, sleep.
Wed Aug. 12th - Get up early, work, eat, pack, sleep, pack, sleep.
Thurs Aug. 13th - Get up early, drive, eat, drive, plane, coffee, plane, Pittsburgh, Deva's, skettie, sleep.
Fri Aug. 14th - Get up, fatigued, Pittsburgh, mall,
Deva's, sleep.
Sat Aug. 15th - Get up, fatigued, Pittsburgh, Museum, Deva's, pork chops, Young Frankenstein, sleep.

Sun Aug. 16th - Get up, hyper, Halushki, Halupki, Pierogies,
eat, eat, STUFFED, play football, sleep.

Now, that was the easy part to pan out.

Mon. Aug. 17th...

I got up...
Got ready...
Got to the airport at about 2 pm, eastern standard time...
Checked in.
Paid for my baggage check.
Got a coffee.
Sat down.
Waited.
...
And waited...
...
"Flight 1055 to Detroit in terminal D84, we're going to move you to D82!"
Oh great, we're moving!
Sat down.
...
Waited...
...
Waited...
...
"Passengers of flight 1055 to Detroit, I am sorry to inform you that the plane is delayed about ten minutes, which makes it about twenty minutes or so, but we'll get you on your way as fast as possible."
Oh, okay. I won't miss my flight.
Waiting...
Waiting...
...

It ended up that the flight was much more than twenty minutes late. The plane was scheduled to leave at 3:19 pm, EST. It left around... oh... I'd say a little after FOUR.
It was a pretty short flight.
But it didn't get me to Detroit on time to catch my 4:30 flight to Indianapolis.
So I went to rebook my flight with the self check in thing...
And I pressed all the right buttons, punched in all the right numbers.
And I waited...
...
The next flight to Indy I could get on would be at- Drumroll, please
*drumroll*
...
7:10 AM EST on August 18th, 2009.
...

From there it was phonecalls and choking back sobs. Here I was, a minor, alone, quite possibly stuck in Detroit by myself, all. night.
But never fear. Daddy always has my back. (yes, I still call him "Daddy")
"If you can't get to Indy, ask if they can get you to Fort Wayne."
So I asked the very, very, very nice, helpful lady at the Delta Help Desk and she scheduled me a 7:20 PM EST flight to Fort Wayne, Indiana.
And I walked through the airport to my terminal when I realized something terrible....
And this is when the real tears came.
Where was my luggage?

It really wasn't a big deal, but the reason I was crying was because I felt so stupid that I hadn't asked about it when they rebooked me. I had just assumed it would get to Fort Wayne with me!
So I went to ANOTHER Delta Help Desk lady, in tears.
However this lady was also almost in tears, because of a big, burly, bandana wearing, crappy tattoo wearing motorcycle type of man, calling her stupid, and all sorts of other awful names because he had missed the same flight to Indy as I had.

I could have punched him in the face.
Well, maybe not "could have". But I wanted to.

He was a full grown man, fully capable of keeping a cool head and finding a way to correct the situation.
I was a 17 year old girl, flying alone for only the second time, crying only because I wasn't sure if I should have had them do something with my luggage.

"Look at this girl, she's scared of him too!" The lady said and I shook my head,
"No, I just need to figure out how to get my luggage. But he's being a butthead!"

I got all taken care of though, and figured out that if my luggage didn't make it to Fort Wayne with me, I could make a baggage claim there and they would. Get it to my house, as fast as they could.

So I got myself something to eat, finished a book on my flight to Fort Wayne, and sat there and waited until my Dad came to pick me up.

I probably should have been home around seven that night, but I got home at one AM Central Standard Time this morning.

...

And at 6:15 AM I woke up and got ready for my first day of school.


FAIL.

All Work and No Play Makes Meggy Lazy

So I had to get up at 4 AM today to be at work by 5 AM. As you know from yesterday's post, I was up very late... I didn't end up going to bed until 1 and I've been awake all day, without much problem.

When I got home from work around 2 PM today I said, "...you know, I could take a nap... or I could go buy a Diet Mountain Dew."

...So I bought a Mountain Dew.

I was ready when I got home to do some laundry and be awesome and stuff but, that didn't happen.

Now I have to get up at five tomorrow and I am feeling very sleepy.

...nighters, Fellow Bloggers

-Meggy!

Neon's My Middle Name!(click this for Izzy's blog!)

Pink eyeliner and orange nail polish are my new vices today. I also finally bought an eyelash curler. Why? Because I have money and my lashes look FINE!!!

1) Bandannas make lovely accessories.

2) I need to get my eyebrows waxed.

3) My senior pictures are going to be awesome.

Oh, and my inspiration for my belt (being backwards, as it were)? Izzy, of course! I love this chick! The link to her blog is above and the link to her Chictopia account is right here!

http://www.chictopia.com/israelsummers

4) Still trying to find a good camera perch. This is nice, but I’m standing on my dirty armchair… hence, making it dirtier.

So I went to Jackson Avenue Coffee shop today, which is a groovy place in a bigger city near me where you can get a groovy cup of joe and on Thursday nights, you can listen to some groovy singing.

I met a girl who I love to death named Bert there as well. I haven't seen or really talked to her in years aside texting and myspace. She's an artist. She taught me that if people don't like who you are, then screw them. Just be yourself. I finally met up with her again and she agreed to try and start working on my senior pictures next week! I'm very excited, and of course, I will have a few on here.

She's a beauty, that Bert, inside and out.

I also met up with a boy that I only met once at a concert about two years ago. He's pretty awesome, if I do say so myself. It was just nice to see him again. He'll always be "one of those kids that made me drink Monster".

Anywho, I think that's it for me, homeskillets. It is now 11:04 PM and I have to get up at 4:00 AM tomorrow.

Peace out, homedawgs.

-Meggy!

I'm Finally Going to Use This Thing

Hi!



My name is Meggy and this is my blog. I know it's a little cramped, but make yourself at home, if you can.

So down to business...

I've been meaning to make a blog for a while, so here I am. While this will be my home base for me to talk about things including, but not limited to; boys, friends, kittens, and paint drying, I do have another blog here on Blogspot that I will try and post to as much as possible.

There will also be video blogs, if you can believe that (or as I like to call them, vlogs! =3).

I'll have a more interesting post up as soon as I can! As you will soon find out, my life is full of interestingness! (Er... at least... I think so.)

Much Love for the Blogskillets!

-Meggy!