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I wrote this in Bio class the other day cuz I wasn't paying attention and felt like writing something...It's pretty pathetic, but it's all stuff I needed to say and I can't say it to his face so why not post a blog about it? Like it or not, I don't care. It was mostly just written to help me cope.

 I decided to post something. I'm feelin' pretty good right about now. I have an English paper due in the morning and I think it's a really, really good paper. For once, I actually like it. And I finished three sections of Math homework. And Vampire Diaries comes on in about 20 minutes. And Eastwick premiered last night and I'm gonna watch the episode I missed online after VD. And I'm going home this weekend. And I have a new nephew who I can't wait to see.
Today was a pretty good day. I actually did my work today. The last few days, I've been hanging out with some new friends from Church and I've been going to bed really late and not doing my work. But we decided to take a break tonight, so now it's gonna be a few days before I see them again. But that's okay, it gives me time to catch up on all the work I didn't do and the sleep I didn't get. These people are so crazy and so fun. I can't believe I went this long before meeting them. It's great. And the next few years are gonna be awesome with them around.
I went out Saturday night for the first time in my life. We went to a bar called Cowboys. It was pretty crazy. We didn't get back to our room until almost 5 AM. It was great. And I had so much fun. I will definitely be going again, as long as we put a couple weeks in between. Haha. I need recovery time.
My new nephew was born on September 18, 2009 and is named Eli Aedan. He weighed 10 lbs and 2 oz and was 22 in long. I cannot wait to see him. Unfortunately, I have to wait until March because they live in New Jersey and I live in Louisiana. But March will be here soon and I will get to spend time with my brothers, sisters and nephews. And I am SOOO EXCITED!!!!!
Well....I think that's enough rambling for tonight, so I'm gonna go mentally prepare myself for Vampire Diaries and catch up on Eastwick after that. Then it's beddy-by for Bethany.

I'm posting for the first time in what seems like forever. I wrote a poem a couple months back and posted that, but that's all.
This post is at the request of my new LJ friend, ravenery . Hopefully I won't bore her with my lame life. (:

( I still think that we're in love... )

 Ok...so it's been a REALLY long time since I posted anything.
I get sidetracked. I've been wanting to post something since my last day of class, way back in May. One day I will write that entry, but today is not that day.
Today is a poem I finally finished writing. It's the first I've written in a loooonnng time, so it probably sucks, but I'm gonna post it anyway.
Here it is:

( All I Have by Bethany M )




Thanks.
Love,
Bethany

I don't really identify with any of them, and I never have. I just always loved anything Winnie the Pooh as a kid. Even today, I flip over Pooh and Eeyore. He was always my favorite out of everyone. He was so emo, I found him hilarious. And my dad does a perfect impersonation of his most famous line. "Thank you for noticin'." Everytime I see Eeyore, I think of my dad.

I have a few Harry Potter's, some Atonement's and some James McAvoy's. Made them a while back, but just got to post them.

( M O R E O V E R H E R E  )

So...it's been quite a while since I actually posted anything on my own page. Here is an update, as if any of you care. Ha ha

( Because I don't feel like studying. )

I had a great weekend...
But everything else has been crap.
( More ranting her. )

OMG!!!
I'm about to go super-bitch on somebody.
( Wanna know why? Follow the cut. )

UGH!!! I hate hurricanes.
Makes me want to book a flight to P. E. Island today!!!

( My reasoning behind this wish. )

I would want it to be Anne Shirley of Anne of Green Gables because I could ask her all the unanswered questions I have, plus with her imagination and mine, we'd never be bored! It would be great.

The Big Read thinks the average adult has only read six of the top 100 books they've printed below.

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicise those you intend to read
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who've read six and force books upon them.


( i read. a lot. ) 
I was surprised at how many of these I'd actually never heard of. 10/100 sounds horrible, but I've read so much more that wasn't on this list. Shocked that nothing from Nicholas Sparks is on this list. I've read a few of his and really liked them. Also, some others by Jane Austen. Many of these I've been meaning to read for years but never got around to it. Or my mind wouldn't focus long enough for me to really get into them. Several I have attempted in the past, some more than once. But I'm only 17, not technically an adult yet. I've got time. Ha ha.

How about everyone else?

Oh, wow! This weekend was amazing!!!!!!!
( With one small hiccough. )

 I call this guy I've known for about 5 years. He'll never see this but I still won't say his name. I tell him that I still love him, that I've always loved him, more than a brother and that if I live, I WILL always love him. And that no matter what he says or does or thinks, he is still everything to me. Then I ask him politely if he will make sure my family and friends and classmates and everyone else I know knows for sure that I love them, no matter how big a bitch I am to them sometimes.

 I recently read Twilight by Stephenie Meyer, which is a fantastic book. But there is one part where the main character Bella, who lives in Washington state with her dad, tells him that she hates it there and wants to leave. Ultimately, she goes and feels terrible because the last thing she tells him is exactly what her mother said when she walked out. About a week after reading this part of the book, I dreamed of doing the same thing to my dad. My dad and I have always been really close, because although he has two sons from abother marriage, we don't get to see them and I seem like the only child he has. We spend a lot of time together and always have. I remember waking up and wanting to cry, after I heard my dream self tell my dad, "I hate it here. I want to get out. I can't stand it here any more." His face looked so crushed that as soon as I walked out the door, I regretted it but couldn't turn back. Just the look on his face makes it my most vivid dream to date.