Update/Christmas Post

So I realize that I have seriously neglected this blog lately. My last post was almost a full month ago, and I am super sorry that I haven't posted, even though I have been nagged excessively to post. So Christmas is coming up and I really wanted to do a christmas blog, but not without catching you guys up on the almost full month with no blog. With that being said, this is going to be a kinda combined post, so it's probably going to be quite long. The reason I'm combining them, is because its almost Christmas and I am going to be extremely busy these next few days, and I have a few hours of free time right now, so I'm going to post this, then probably not post next until beginning of January, again because I have so much shit on my plate.

So to start off the update portion of this post, I have to start by telling you about Pride and Prejudice. I don't think I have wrote on here, but If you follow me on twitter then you probably know that I was in my schools production of Pride and Prejudice. I played the role of Lady Catherine De Bourgh and it was probably the hardest role I've ever done. I had a bunch of lines and even though it was challenging, it was so rewarding. I loved my cast and crew they were all amazing people and I'm beyond grateful to say that I worked with them. Another thing I am so so excited to tell you guys about is the musical for the school year! Every year my school had a big winter musical, and this year we are doing Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I love this show so I was so excited to be apart of this cast. So I auditioned the Monday before I went onto winter break and, of course I auditioned for a lead, but I never counted on anything, because of what happened last year. Last year the musical was Once Upon a Mattress, the story of the princess and the pea, and the lead role was a princess named Winifred. I was extremely pumped for it because I auditioned for Winifred and I nailed my audition and ended up getting a call back. The day of my call back I ended up getting braces. Due to the fact that I was in a whole lot of pain, I ended up breaking down and bawling in front of all of the judges. I still felt really confident though because I nailed the song. And when the cast list went up, I had built my hopes so high up the they were smashed when I saw that I got chorus, especially after how hard I worked. And because I wasn't counting on anything and my hopes were really really down, I was really reluctant to try for a lead this year. But I did have a lot of people encourage me to do it, and I was so grateful to have people who believed in me. So I tried out for Verruca Salt, one of the lead kids in the show. After my audition I felt awful about it because it wasn't as good as last year. I was not counting on anything. To my surprise, when I looked at the cast list, I got the part!! I am so so excited for this. So thats pretty much the bulk of my resent life.

Christmas!!
Ugh Christmas is coming up and stress is hitting hard. I've spent way to much money on presents and too much time buying them. But its okay because I love christmas. I love the holiday season and the snow winters and coming together with family and friends. But what saddens me during this time of the year, is the fact that kids are raised to think Christmas is about getting new toys and money. A little girl I babysit came up to me while I was wrapping presents and said to me, "are you getting me a gift?" I replied with maybe. She then proceeded to ell me she wants an iPad. I said okay. About an hour later she says to me, "Can you go get my iPad now, because I really want it." It hurts my heart that the new meaning of Christmas is gifts and possessions. Sure everyone likes getting gifts, even me, but to me the real meaning Christmas is appreciating what you have. My mom working to support me and the rest of my family is enough of a gift. My dad always encouraging me and pushing me to do the right thing, is enough of a gift. My sister always being someone to look up to and aspire to be, is more then enough of a gift to me. And my friends always just being by my side through everything I go through, makes me grateful beyond all belief. Its nice to give a person presents to show them you care, but the best way to show a person you love them, is to be there with them to make happy memories. I hope every one has a safe and happy Christmas. I'll talk to you in 2016. xoxo

Day Three.

Uhg I am exhausted. From about 8 a.m and 8:30 p.m, my mom, my aunt Patty, my aunt Jane, my sister and I were shopping all over St. Louis. Our first stop was CVS pharmacy to pick up a few things we neglected to bring from home. Next we headed to Kohl's, because my aunt Jane is from Canada and they don't have that there. My aunt Patty was so generous to give my sister and I $30 dollars to spend on anything we wanted and Auntie Jane gave us $25. Since I didn't have time to go to the bank before we left Michigan to get money for Christmas gifts for my friends and my secret santa, I had to barrow, $40 from my mother. With that being said, I feel like I should say I spent all of  all of it except $8. I got two shirts, two kimonos, a pack of jelly belly "bean boozled", the book "speak" by Laurie Halse Anderson, a beautiful rose gold watch, and a bunch of secret sanata stuff and mic. Christmas gifts for my family and friends. My mother also splurged and bought me a brand new down winter coat, super nice fuzzy socks, a new scarf for my coat and some nice gloves.

In the middle of buying and shopping we stopped at Red Robin and my Aunt Patty bought us all lunch with the $500 winning scratch ticket money. I was supper impressed. When we got back to the house my aunt Patty gave my sister and I gorgeous necklaces. My sister got a cross and I got an angel. I'm not all that religious, but it really doesn't matter. I am just so happy to have something from her that I can hold on to forever. 

I just want to say to everyone whose reading this, I am so very thankful for my whole family. Especially my mother. She has worked her whole life to make a great life for me, and honestly, I could never imagine my life with out such a role model to look up too. From birth to now, she has raised me to be the girl I am today, and the universe just wouldn't be the same with out her. The last few days have really shown me how much my whole family cares about me, and how much I care for them. And it's not just the material things such as a watch or a coat, but it's the actual love and care they show by welcoming me and my mom and dad and sister into their home, or by spending thanksgiving with us. Family can't not be bought or shared through possessive items. 

Goodnight friends. I'll write soon. xoxo

Happy Thanksgiving!

Currently, It's about 4:30 p.m in Michigan, but as you may have read, I'm in Missouri with my family, so it's about 3:30. So I just finished my huge dinner and I am stuffed. While my Aunt Patty and my cousin Andrew were making the dinner, my heart hurt so bad to see the dead turkey in the crock pot. I made a decision this Thanksgiving to go vegetarian. So I didn't eat any turkey, despite it looking delicious after being cooked.

So we're going to back up and I'm going to walk you though my day.

6:30 a.m I wake up to my dad sitting on the couch laughing at God knows what on his Facebook. After that at about 8 a.m we were all up, except my 3 year old little cousin. Then she woke up and all hell broke lose. She was running around, screeching, and just being a nuisance. We hung out, drank some coffee and ate some breakfast until about noon. At that point we all felt Christmas coming on. So My aunt being an arts and crafts type of person, went to the basement and brought up 3 huge boxes of Christmas crafts. My sister, my mom, my Aunt Jane, my Aunt Patty, and I all sat around the dinning room making wreaths, ornaments, and all sorts of spirited shit like that, while my dad, my Uncle Mike, and Andrew, sat in the living room playing old video games and eventually switching to watching football. I soon joined in on the football fun. The Lions beat the Eagles so thats pretty cool. After that the dinner was being made, we ate and here I am now. Sitting in the guest room on my laptop. I am almost positive more sort of interesting things are going to happen today, but I have decided, unless it's really entertaining and blog-worthy, then I'm going to stay off of the computer and spend time with my family. If I don't write again tonight, then I defiantly will tomorrow, because I'm sure I'll have a lot to talk about, considering it's my very first time going black Friday shopping!


I am so thankful for everyone reading this. I'm sorry I might bore you or disappoint you with my lack of writing, but you're obviously still reading. Thank you for being great. And have an amazing turkey day! Eat you little beautiful hearts out.

Day One In Missouri.

Today was hectic. First event of the day was resisting to wake up early on the first day of my 5 day Thanksgiving break. My alarm went off at 6 a.m and I always have the tendency to sleep through it until at least 6:30. But this morning was special. I woke up at 6 a.m right when my alarm went of, because I had to finish packing. So my mother wanted to be out on the highway on our way towards St. Louis at 8 a.m. But of course, I guess I should have know, we didn't leave Hastings until 7:30, about a half hour late. Not to mention we had to go 45 minutes out of the way to go and pick my sister in Kalamazoo. So thats how the early morning worked out.


So we got to Kalamazoo and picked up my sister, she is currently sick, so I will be surprised if I don't die with the flu by the end of the week. So we left K-Zoo and started towards Missouri and we stopped at a gas station to pick a few thing up and fill the tires with air. Of course you can't have an 8 hour car ride without the car breaking down. After my dad turned off the car and got all on the stuff at the mini mart, he came back out, we were all packed up and loaded in the car and the car wouldn't start. He went to the trunk all pissed off looking for jumper cables, and eventually found that there were none. After going back into the mini mart, buying cables, and asking a few random people for a jump (and eventually getting one) we finally headed out.

So from about 8 a.m to about 11 a.m (the time change included so it was actually about 4 hours) we stopped and had the absolute worst breakfast in my life. From there we got back on the road and stayed on the freeway for about 3 more hours, stopping one more time for a gas and pee break, at about 4 p.m. Sitting in the back of my moms horribly uncomfortable Acura MDX and driving through the most boring state in the country. I was extremely ornery the whole time so that didn't help. Congratulations Illinois, you officially suck.


At about 5 p.m we finally got to my aunts house, and I am currently sitting on the couch listening to my dad and Aunt Jane tell awful knock knock jokes. I can't help but feel really out of place around my family here. Also to add insult to injury, I have to sleep on the couch, with my 3 year old cousin. Wish me luck. I'll keep you updated.

I'm Sorry.

It's been a little while since I've posted on here, and I want to just apologize. I have had people bug me about posting because they like to read this, but It's honestly so hard for me to write when I'm not inspired. And lately I just haven't had the motivation or will to do anything really. I have a few topics that I really want to discuss on here, but again the inspiration isn't there. I am trying really hard, I promise. I'm leaving tomorrow for an 8 hour car ride to Missouri; maybe I'll have a little more will to write something other then just a lame excuse as to not post now. Thank you all for your support. Please keep reading, things will start getting better, I promise. I love all of you <3

I Got Dumped Today.

To say today sucked is an understatement.

I tend to say that bad things happen to good people. It's unfair but its true. It's a cruel joke to see how you react to the crappy inevidable misfortunes that happen to you. But in a way, I also believe that good things fall apart, so better things can fall together.
I was happy, like really happy, but something happened and things just changed. I tried and tried to keep things going good but, I had to give up, and come to the realization that Elmer's glue is not going to hold two pieces of steel together. It hurt a lot when it happened, but the hardest part was bringing to mind the fact that we just didn't fit. And thats okay.
This has taught me that putting your happiness on to one person is always going to end badly, because eventually they will let you down. So you have to learn to be happy on your own before you give your everything to a person who might not want you 100%. And another thing I want to add is, you are worth so much more then waiting for someone to love you back. Do not lower yourself because so you "can't" find someone to love you. Theres someone out there for you, and yeah it may take time to find them, but so be it. I am currently 16 years old. I have my whole life to discover someone or something to make me feel really loved. I have to begin to love myself, because if I can't be happy with the way I am, then what can I be happy about?


- YOUR WORTH IS NOT DEFINED BY THE CONNECTIONS YOU'VE LOST

Controversy

So the other night I was really taking into consideration some of the things I've heard my peers say, regarding the controversial subject of gay marriage. Not naming any names, last year in my biology class I had one individual explain to me why he was against the act of two people of the same sex getting married. His one and only argument was, "In the bible, it was Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve." Thats what got me thinking. A lot of the people who are against it, claim that they are all 100% perfect pure Christians. What many of those "perfect pure" Christians may not know, is that they go against the bible everyday of their life. Many people might not know that Leviticus 19:28 reads:“Ye shall not make any cuttings in your flesh for the dead, nor print any marks upon you: I am the LORD.” So with that being said, getting bible verses or anything that may be supporting the idea of the bible, printed on your skin, is not following the bible. So, to all of the Christians out there with works of art on your body, why are you against love between two people? Saying it's against the bible is honestly not a logical explanation. To give another example, Deuteronomy 22:20-21 states:"But if this thing be true, and the tokens of virginity be not found for the damsel: Then they shall bring out the damsel to the door of her father's house, and the men of her city shall stone her with stones that she die:"Pretty much what this is saying is, that If you have sex before you're married then your father shall throw stones at you until you die. Many people would probably agree that this is completely ridiculous. (Rhetorical question coming at you) Now tell me, all of you perfect pure Christians out there who don't think it's "right" for a man to lay down with another man because it's against the bible, do you think it's okay for a man to stone his daughter to death after losing her virginity to a person she is not married to? A majority of you will say no. But if you don't believe an man should have the right to murder his child for a reason such as that, then why do you think it is wrong for a man and a man, or two women the have the right to show their love by getting married. I think I've made my point. 

Sibling Separation.

Before starting this post I just want to apologize because I have been super busy this past weekend, so I haven't had time to post anything in the past five days. I have finally found a time slot to blog about something I have wanted to talk about since I started.

So if you did not know, I have a sister who's 18. All my life she has been my true best friend. Last year was my freshman year in high school, and it was her senior year. That year I saw my sister everyday and I was as happy as ever. We are extremely close. So she is super musical and she got into Western Michigan University, to got to their school of music. One bragging right of that is, they let about sixteen new-comers every year, and she made it. So with that being said, I was of course happy for her, but I was honestly devastated that I wasn't going to see my best friend every day any more. It was super hard to go into her room and help her unpack and get ready to leave. The day she actually moved was honestly one of the saddest days of my life. I cried like a lot. 

It's about two months later and it's still really sad for me to think about. I was so used to waking up in the morning and getting ready for school with her. Sure she comes home on the weekends, but it's just not the same.

- PSA
        Really sorry that this one is kind of short, it's just I'm super sick right now and I just don't have the energy to post something long and time consuming. I'll try again tomorrow. 

Halloween.

I dislike halloween. The scary masks, the haunted houses and anything that is scary. I just don't understand why people get a joy out of being frightened. I just have never liked it. I get that it's a great way to show you individuality, but why can't you do that on a regular basis? I feel like you don't need a certain date of the year to show your inner self through a costume. If you want to wear a costume, then wear a costume. You do you. 

Another thing I never got was why do little kids go around saying "trick or treat" to people who are totally will to spend money on kids who they don't even know. And it seem to me, they might as well just say "treat" because every house I've ever been to has given me a treat, so whats the point of adding the "trick" to the end of it? Who the heck is going to be so cruel to trick a ten year old child, when all he wanted was a kit-kat bar?  And honestly, what happened to the logic your mother told you when she said not to take candy from strangers? 

While I might not like the idea of halloween, I still go to parties and go trick or treating because I am not lame and Halloween is just a few steps closer to Christmas and I'm getting ready for the happiest time if year. Happy Halloween everyone, try your best not to make stupid decisions and be safe out on the streets tomorrow night.

-also halloween movies are pretty movies, so load up on those tomorrow.

News Flash; School Is Important

I know by the title of this post, a lot of you may disagree. So before I state my side of this topic, I'm going to support your side.

School is stressful, I know. I have a hard time with school every year and it sucks. What you may be thinking is right.  Teachers don't understand how you have to balance extracurricular activities, a job if you have one, home work and more things you might have to deal with. I myself have to balance my job, the play that I'm in, homework, and chores I do around my house. Also it sucks trying to get sleep within all of this stuff. I get it. But the thing is, a majority of the teacher you will have are doing this for your benefit. Sure, some teachers or professors may just be there for the money as a last resort job, but a good portion of them actually care about you. So my point I'm going to make is that no matter how much you may hate the "useless" classes you're taking, they are going to make a difference in your future.

Many times a day I hear the words "where am I going to use this in the real world" from my classmates and peers. You are going to use it more then you may think. It's not necessarily the lesson you learn in geometry, it could be the way you pay attention to detail of what your teacher may say. Its not alway just about the story of The Odyssey, but the way that you interpret the language it is written in. Another thing that gets me confused, is why do people who have huge plans to be a doctor or a scientist, complain about not needing what they learn? To be a cardiovascular surgeon (a heart surgeon) you need about four or more years of a university. Not including all of the under graduate programs you might have to try a few years to get into, because they are pretty hard to be accepted into. After finishing the four or more years of college, you have to go through three to five years of specialized medical school to become a cardiovascular surgeon. And what classes are you going to need to pass your SAT to even be considered for a place at that school? Biology, math, chemistry, english, etc. Yes the stress is hard on you but you need to consider the possibilities of what could happen if you just blow off the work you have to do at school, because if you decide that you don't want to put up with the "stupid subjects" you have to go to during the day and drop out, I'll see you when you're flipping patties at McDonalds at the age of 30. 

-something I want to add to the end of this is, that this is my opinion and I just wanted to voice it freely. You may not agree, and thats fine, but no arguments please and thank you. 

Body Images Issues

Since a young age I've never really like the way I looked. All of the other girls in my school were really skinny and had long beautiful blonde hair, and I hadn't lost any of my baby fat and I had short brown hair. I was called "Dora" by the whole class of 2018. Fifth grade is when it really started. Before then I just didn't really care about the way I looked because I never thought it was ever going to matter. Well to me it did start to matter. I remember one day after school I walked to my grandmas house because I didn't want my parents to know that I was so upset about the kids calling me mean names. I cried to my grandma that day, and even though I told her that it made me feel better, it didn't because the words my grandma said didn't make me lose weight. 6th grade rolled around and things changed. Girls around me were hitting their growth spurt and getting taller skinnier and getting boobs an a butt. All I had at that time was a round tummy and a thick thighs. I got my first boyfriend that year, but he broke up with me two days later because "his parents said he wasn't allowed to date". I found out that day that he had a new girlfriend. I was upset, but I knew what was going to happen anyways. All through 6th grade this kind of thing happened and I just came to realize that know one wanted to be friends with the fat girl. 7th grade was the same, only I found a great group of friends who didn't care what a looked like. I started developing a crush on one of them, and yeah I told him and yeah it broke my heart when he rejected me, but like every crush I had before him, I ended up with a middle school heartbreak. At that point I actually started getting really self conscious with the way I looked. I never did anything about it though. 8th grade comes and everything goes to hell in a handbag because I hated the way I looked so much that all I wore was sweatpants ant think t-shirts. Acne got bad around this time too, keeping me from wanting to go out in public at all. This year I met my current boy friend who I never thought would be the first boy to make me feel beautiful (but thats a different story, we'll get to that later). 9th grade was the year my best friend and I became BFFs. She helps more then anyone ever. She made me feel like I was worth something. She helped me learn to love myself. Since then I am working on my self confidence by changing my diet and working out 3 days a week. It's hard but it's beyond worth it. At the beginning of 2014 I was about 180 lbs, it is now October of 2015 and I am around 165 lbs. I am myself and I'm being the best me I can be.


                                            I am Beautiful. I am Worth It. I am Strong.
                                                      And I never let myself forget that.

First Post !!!!

Sometimes I write.

Sometimes I sing.

Sometimes I play softball.

I am Madalyn Anderson and this is my blog. This is my first time trying to do anything like this, but I got this idea from the show Awkward (cliche I know). Before I actually start blogging about my life and a bunch of stupid things that go through my mind over the course of a day at school, I thought I might tell you about myself. 

I think I am a nice person, but a few people might disagree. One thing you must know about me before you decide to read this is that, I am extremely opinionated. And another thing I really need to put out there is that I am not looking for arguments on anything that I say on this Blog. If I say something on here that you don't agree with, please hold back from starting any stupid argument. I am not trying to change your mind or make you thing what I think. I am using this Blog as a place where I can freely voice my opinions and beliefs without harassment, because we all know I can't do that on Twitter or Instagram without all of the unwanted drama. With that being said, I am not trying to say that I have the right to freely bash people, because that it NOT my intention here. My intention is to have a place where I can freely say something with out hurting anyone or "asking" for unwanted opinions. 

A few small things about me is that, I live in Michigan and I hate it here. I am 15 years of age and I'm currently a sophomore in high school. I have 4 honest best friends and one of them is my boyfriend. We haven't been dating for very long but he makes me happy so it doesn't matter. I love music with all of my being. Lana Del Rey Melanie Martinez, The Neigbourhood, Arctic Monkeys, and all of the other sad music you can think of. I am a feminist and I am beyond proud to be one. I also am 100% rooting for Bernie Sanders for 2016. One last thing I am going to say before finishing up the terrible into to myself, is that people are naturally mean, so that should be reason enough to do your best at being nice and kind to people who might not even deserve it.