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Name: Megan
Interests: My nieces and nephews; Augustine; reading all sorts of books; skiing; my brothers and sisters; chocolate, oh, chocolate; macaroni and cheese; my mom's spaghetti; St. Patrick's Day; "Lord of the Dance"; Telemann; Bach Inventions; the jawbreaker I'm currently licking; all my friends; Ohio, a beautiful state; Alex Rider; writing; "Alice In Wonderland"; homestarrunner.com; can I stop now?
Expertise: hmmm...
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Member Since:
9/2/2006
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| Well after a friend prompted Xanga to send me an email I began to reminisce on the days before facebook. These were the days when we posted near-daily ramblings about what happened to be happening in our lives. Friends had to learn exciting events in one large but contained chunk instead of constant notifications telling you that "Rob and Becky are now an item", "Joe and Sam are actually friends now", or "Megan Donnelly is sitting on the beach drinking a root beer." But if someone were to facebook-stalk me, they wouldn't know that I'm back home in Connecticut for the summer. I have a boyfriend. His name is Michael and he's awesome. I'm currently in the process of applying for a job at McDonald's. Yeah, I know I could do better, but I'm ditching it in five weeks to go on vacation and then back to Moscow. Just hand me the spatula and tell me if you want fries with that. There's a wasp flying around near me. I'm pretty much petrified of them and it didn't help that I nearly picked it up, thinking it was a hurt moth. Good thing I get my eyes checked tomorrow. My parents will probably be moving next summer, so I have to clean my room and pack it at the same time. This is oxymoronic: to clean, a lot of things get shoved between books on my shelves or wedged into drawers or slipped neatly behind my dresser. To pack I have to actually make a lasting decision on whether to keep something or ditch it forever. All the ten-year-old church bulletins will come out in the open. All the gift bags from Christmas will be stored for real, or permanently tossed. Boxes will accumulate, cluttering my room and bringing long-petrified dust bunnies to the blinding light of cleanliness. And then I'll pack up to return to college, where I have another room still waiting to be cleaned after the mad rush of finals. I think I'm going to go throw some things away now....
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| So I guess I'll try that whole "shuffle my iTunes" thing. Try to guess.
1. Y a un rat, dans l'grenier. J'entends le chat qui miaule.
2. (skip title in first line)... we'll give him a hearty welcome then (hurrah! hurrah!).
3. Jessie is a friend. Yeah, I know he's been a good friend of mine.
4. If I were a painter, I would paint my reverie.
5. We live in a greedy little world, that teaches every little boy and girl
6. ......, velut luna, statu variabilis,
7. ....... life is just like a bright sunny day - your cares fade away and your heart is young.
8. I was sittin' there, I had a comfortable chair, and that was all that I needed.
9. I can't stop the way I feel. Things you do don't seem real.
10. ....... Are we really here? Is this feeling something real, or will it disappear?
11. You gave me a present - no box, no ribbon. The best present ever and I'm not fibbin'.
12. We are the daughters of Triton, great father who loves us and named us well.
13. Women, listen to your mothers. Don't just succumb to the wishes of your brothers.
14. ........, look full in his wonderful face;
15. Won't you meet Melissa, she's my only friend. She's not real but she's beautiful and tragic.
16. Wake up, grab a brush and put a little makeup,
17. All of my love, all of my kissin', you don't know what you've been missin'.
18. All the time I'm finding ways to make things fall in line
19. It was the fear of God that led me to you, and it's the fear of you that takes getting used to.
20. I don't give a damn about my reputation. You're livin' in the past, it's a new generation.
21. Albany, Atlanta, Tallahassee, Oklahoma City,
22. When I am down and oh my soul, so weary; when troubles come and my heart burdened be;
23. ......., yay yay yay, why don't you and I combine.
24. ......., the dawn of heaven breaks. The summer morn I've sighed for, the fair, sweet morn awakes.
25. Many nights we've prayed with no proof anyone could hear.
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| My cousin Sarah is staying with us for the month. This afternoon, Sarah and I went rock-climbing and bridge-jumping with my friends Matt and Justin. First we went to a state park named Wolf Rock. Interesting, no? I managed a 20-foot rock face without ropes or anything. Pretty sweet. I swung my knee over the top and hoisted the rest of my body after it. Then I looked back down and saw a scary drop that sent my stomach reeling. And then I realized that I, who am deathly afraid of heights, climbed all the way up that! I scampered up some smaller chunks of stone as well, and I tell you: barefoot is the way to go. All this while I'm being eaten alive by mosquitos the size of small dragonflies - I exaggerate not. That's the last time I forget my bugspray! Next we all drove down to this bridge about 12 feet above the Willimantic River and jumped off. Matt climbed up a tree that jutted out over the river and jumped off a branch about 30 ft above the water. Then he and Justin pulled some crazy stunts by running across the road, vaulting over the guard rail, and performing some combination of somersaults as they fell. I opted to just watch and Sarah whipped out her camera to document the pair. All in all, I actually only managed to jump off the bridge once, and that was after several minutes of psyching myself up. I only got in by counting 1....2....and then thrusting myself away from the guard rail as hard as I could before I chickened out again. I was going to jump in again, but then I got all dried off the sun while watching the boys and I didn't want to get all sopping wet again. Plus the water was dark and kinda cold. It certainly wasn't that I was scared to jump off or anything. No, that wasn't it. So then we came home and had dinner. My dad grilled some awesome chicken. May I take this opportunity to say that my dad is the coolest dad in the whole wide world! I painted Trogdor on a coffee mug for him. It is madly cool. So then I talked to Lindsey for a while - always lots of fun. Now my family is watching MI:3.
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| Hello, all my faithful readers!
I thought I might write something tonight, since it's been a little while since my last update. I am now 19 - hurrah! - and brought in my new year with a suprise swing-dance birthday party thrown by Lindsey Whear and my wonderful roommates. You guys should all know that Emma and Rachel are the best roommates in the whole world, and no, you can't have them. They're mine for at least a whole nother year.
My sister adopted my newest nephew a couple months ago. Pasha is two years old and downright adorable. On Saturday he actually spoke to me on the phone for the first time. He was always too shy to actually say anything before, but this time he said, "Hi, Megan," and pronounced my name just perfectly. His voice sounded a lot like Andrei, my oldest nephew. I can't wait to see them in a little over two weeks!
On Tuesday I'm going up to Spokane with the Whears. I'll hop a flight over to Portland and spend the night with Emma. Then I fly back to Hartford on Wednesday. I get home after midnight, but that just means that both my parents have to come to pick me up! Then I'll go home and see my precious dog and my pretty car and my sweet new car. That's right: due to strange fortuitous circumstances, I currently have two cars.
This summer I hope to drive down to Maryland to visit my sister and her family two or three times, so all y'all in MD can call me up if you want to hang out for an afternoon while I'm down there. I'm also going to drive out to Ohio to visit my brother and his wife and my niece Ella, whom I haven't yet met in all of her nine months of existence on this planet (though while we were on Neptune...). In June, my family's driving down along with my sister's family to Hilton Head, SC for a week. I cannot wait! In July we're going to Camp-of-the-Woods, a great Christian family camp in upstate New York. Then my little sister and I are going to Fairmont, West VA with our youth group for a cool mission trip. We will spend a week doing a VBS and repairing several houses, as well as re-roofing a church...while the VBS is going on inside. I have full intentions of coming back to Moscow for the Trinity Fest and then school again - yeah! Except I probably won't be cheering anymore in August... I'll also be in Kentucky for a time, if Lindsey decides to have a ball.
At this point, at 11:23 pm on Tuesday night, I am almost a sophomore. You got excited didn't you. You thought I was going to say that I had finally graduated to the next grade. But no, I still have to take my Lordship written exam. Now I should go to sleep so that I can study well tomorrow, take it, and get a decent grade.
Valete amici,
Petra
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