HELLO! ^.^

Haven't been on here in a while ;) thought I'd stop by your blog and say hi!

Anyway! You know that bucket list?... We should do at least one before we graduate lolol I love you! we need to go some some ice cream and just pig out on it until we throw up! lol jk...I don't want to puke!

Love ya Momma Patrick!

Love,
Sam (Maggie - in case you were confused ;) lol)

.....

Boys suck.

I want to be angry at him.
I want to hate his guts for what he did to me.
But he's so fucking charming.

UPDATE!

Gosh, it's been forever since I've given you guys an update.
I'm okay. For the most part I think.

Well, work is stressful at times and also incredibly fun on some days. Most of my co-workers are good to work with. I'm not going to lie though. I have my favorites.
School is... Let's not talk about that. School is nothing special and of course i'm doing finals next week.

Christmas break was amazing, not because I went somewhere fun but because I actually had some time for myself, which was desperately needed.

Be someone

It's cold.

Mhmm.

#anomaly of the day

This is the best. 

Anthem Lights

I'm not a huge fan of One Direction... but this. is. fantastic.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zVqLyRsaiMg

#anomaly of the day

I'm emotionally tired.

It's been more than a couple of months, can I please get over you so I can be happy now? Geez, when will it end?

It's everything. It's everything and more. And I don't know how to stop crying. 

Lies

Humans in New York

“It was a difficult pregnancy. I was in so much pain all the time and the doctors couldn’t tell me why. I thought it would get easier when he was born, but it got even more difficult. I knew even in the hospital that he was different because every moment that I wasn’t holding him, he would scream. He can barely sit still. He won’t sit still even to eat. I have to watch so closely at all times, especially when he’s around other children, because he can be a little too much for them. Other parents have been saying to me for so long that he’ll grow out of it. I’m convinced now that every child is different and that what applies to their children might not apply to mine. But we just keep praying and hoping he’ll grow out of it.”

“What’s been your happiest moment as a parent?”

“The first time he told me he loved me. He just kept touching my face over and over again, saying: ‘Love you. Love you. Love you.’”

Humans in New York

“I want to be a hematologist. That’s a blood doctor. Well not a blood doctor, exactly. But a doctor that finds cures for blood diseases.”

“How’d you decide on that?”

“We were dissecting frogs in class and learning about how the blood flows through the body. And I went home that night and wrote an essay. And it wasn’t like any other essay I’d ever done. Normally when I write essays, it takes me a long time, but this was the fastest essay I ever wrote. So the next day I was asking the teacher mad questions, and she was like, ‘You know you can get a job in this.’ And she pulled it up on the internet, and was showing me all about hematologists.”

#anomaly of the day

#anomaly of the day

Hi

My name is Dennisse, and for years I have been defined as the girl with eating disorders, depression, and shame. Now i'm known as the girl in recovery, happy and walking in the freedom and abundance of Jesus.
I am an #Anomaly

Andy Mineo # Anomaly

Hi

My name is Dennisse, and people think I'm weird because I follow and serve the one true King.

#Anomaly

Daniel Radcliffe rapping is the most glorious thing ever.

Click to hear the perfection

OMG Kill me NOWWW

I couldn't remember my password for careercrusing so I asked Mr. Depue and he saw my password!! ..... cakeisbae

like kill me now! lol

Can We Do This??!!?

http://www.sunnyskyz.com/blog/466/Four-Sisters-Have-Had-Their-Picture-Taken-Every-Year-For-40-Years-1975-2014-

LOLOLOL

"This is where you say I Love You too!!" lololol I couldn't stop laughing when I walked into class.


I LOVE YOU!!! hahaha <3 <3 <3 <3


-Maggie


(I'll be your Michelangelo if you be my April O'Neil)

It's been months, but I can't seem to get over the guy who used to write me poems like this.

I kept writing poems but none would work and flow. Instead I looked at your picture for inspiration, almost an hour went by and yet still nothing would suffice. I was trying to create the best work of art and beauty that man has ever seen. Once more I gazed upon your picture, and realized what I was searching for was you. You are the true beauty I was in need of, the sun to my moon, the Juliet to my Romeo, the beauty indescribable by my true but modest poetry.

This is one of the first things I posted on my blog.

         Things I like....

     1. The smell outside after it rains

·         2. Baggy sweaters

·         3. Books you can’t put down

·         4. Making people smile. :) 

·         5. Feeling loved [Not necessarily in a romantic way, but in a way that a person accepts me for being my crazy self.]

·        6. Songs that relate to me [Music in general.]♬ ♫ ♭∞ ♪

·        7. The smell of fresh bread [Yum.]

·         8. Sleepovers [But like, the sleepovers that are awesome and you get to talk to your best friends about everything, and laugh, and cry and eat ice cream like pigs.]

·        9. Hot tea [Coffee is so gross… Well, I don’t mind Starbucks cold drinks.]

·       10. Thunderstorms [Blankets, stuffed animals, food, and Netflix to the rescue]

·       11. Vanilla cake [Chocolate is okay, but vanilla is soooo good]

·       12. Saying what I feel [Whenever, whatever, & with whatever attitude I want.]

·       13.  Quotes [That are just too amazing not to live by.]

·       14. When people give me stuffed animals.

·       15. Open minded people [Particularly the ones who don’t judge at all, but mostly just give you awesome advice.]

·       16. Colorful objects and things.

·       17. Going to my youth group [My youth minister is kind of a big deal J]

·       18. PANDAS!!!! ♥♥♡♡★ [Oh my gosh pandas are so adorable.]

·       19. Having tons of fandoms that don’t all fit together, ex: Harry Potter,Hunger Games, The Fault in our stars, John Green himself♡, Music from Glee ♥Perks of being a wallflower ∞, Sherlock, Narnia, Lord of the Rings, the Beatles, and much more!

·       20.  When a guy actually reads a book I suggested, and comes back to me asking questions and making conversation. 

See you at the pole

I know a lot of people from all over see my blog, so I'm going to explain "See you at the Pole". See you at the pole is this event where, whoever would like to, goes to the front of the school at 6:45 in the morning close to the flag poles, to meet with other Christians to sing songs, pray, eat donuts, talk with friends etc. It's great, and we are all really grateful that we are able to do this at our school, especially now, when we know that there are so many different situations going on in the Middle East. Not a day goes by where we don't think about those over there suffering. See you at the pole is where we get to pray for everyone. I mean, everyone. Family, friends, those in our school, teachers, counselors, doctors, those over seas, everything going on in our world, etc. There is so much to be thankful for, but there is also so much to pray and hope about. Believe is or not but, See you at the pole, really changes people. It changed me.

Lalalalalala~

My mom took this yesterday because she said I looked pretty.

QOTD 9.19.14 (my birthday!)

I decided to do my favorite quote of all time!


"It's not about achieving perfection, it's about achieving self love, and that is perfection."

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

17!!!! Man, you're old! <3<3


 
Calum got you a cake.... ;D get it. Cake. *smirks*

I gots a joke for you! ^.~

What did the left eye say to the right eye? 

"Between you and me, something smells." 

Lololol oh man, I love that one....classic...

Birthday!!

It's my birthday on Friday.... I might just be a little tooo over excited.
I want to know what Maggie is going to do for me.

A dish of ice cream

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.

“How much is an ice cream sundae?”

“50 cents,” replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a number of coins in it.

“How much is a dish of plain ice cream?” he inquired. Some people were now waiting for a table and the waitress was a bit impatient.

“35 cents,” she said brusquely.

The little boy again counted the coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed.

When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at what she saw.

There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were 15 cents – her tip.

Potatoes, eggs, coffee bean

Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed.

Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot, and ground coffee beans in the third pot.

He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing.

After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup. Turning to her he asked. “Daughter, what do you see?”

“Potatoes, eggs, and coffee,” she hastily replied.

“Look closer,” he said, “and touch the potatoes.” She did and noted that they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.

“Father, what does this mean?” she asked.

He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity– the boiling water.

However, each one reacted differently.

The potato went in strong, hard, and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak.

The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard.

However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.

“Which are you,” he asked his daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean? “

Moral:
In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us.

Which one are you?

Everyone has a story.

A 24 year old boy seeing out from the train’s window shouted…
“Dad, look the trees are going behind!”
Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year old’s childish behavior with pity,
suddenly he again exclaimed…
“Dad, look the clouds are running with us!”
The couple couldn’t resist and said to the old man…
“Why don’t you take your son to a good doctor?”
The old man smiled and said…
“I did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today.

Every single person on the planet has a story. Don’t judge people before you truly know them. The truth might surprise you.