... a restroom? XD
M'kay well I don't have pictures (who takes pictures of bathrooms?) but uh... I'll pull some out of my memory, here...

When I was in middle school (we only got two years of being in it because we had an Intermediate school that taught fifth and sixth) I took the longer way home to avoid high schoolers because they were much bigger than I was and I also rode my bike which happened to be pink and was a source of amusement among my friends. Mostly among the male ones. Mostly among Ricky.

I ended up going this way for the two years and then I would only go that way if I visited Mrs. S, who was my favourite teacher in my two years of attending TMS. There's this sort of wood-area on that way home before you reach the intermediate school and the new, cookie-cutter houses that they insist on putting up (POPULATION: 7,175. I memorized that sign, dammit. XD) and I went walking in them once, it wasn't all that great. So we have this sort of bridge going over this very small river (it's really pretty) and in the woods you can see this tilting sort of shack. I never actually stopped to look at it until halfway through seventh grade and saw that it was actually an outhouse.

People had completely forgotten about it, I guess, and it was just sitting there with moss covering it because it was made out of wood. Then there was this GIGANTIC wind storm in December of my eighth grade year, the day before winter break, and when I went by it next, after all the debris had cleared, it had fallen down and part of it had collapsed. I ended up going by it again on the day before winter break this year (when one of my friends said he'd walk me home cos it would be the last time we'd be able to do that but he got tired of me hanging around waiting for the other kid who was supposed to be moving as well and he couldn't figure out his transfer-form thing... I was really upset, actually and told him so on Christmas ((my friend, not the kid)) when he told me to come outside. He lived right across the street from me XD) and it was still there so obviously no one cared about the thing.

( and some more about restrooms )

OH! I'm getting sent out to Oregon a week before my mom, my grandparents are picking me up, I get to see my uncle and his wife and their kids (they all just moved from Japan in December and the kids are SO ADORABLE, OMG.) THEN I'm going to Independence for lunch with one of the friends I wouldn't be able to see if I visited on the way back.

And I haven't seen him in forever. So I turned several shades of happy when I heard that.
Also, many apologies for the long entry-thing.

but I'd be awful with or without it so it doesn't matter XD
After some long discussions regarding literature on Neopets (the only place to discuss literature)... well it wasn't a discussion.
We just made fun of stuff.

Like Eragon... and we decided that to get names he banged his head against a keyboard.
ANYWAY we came to the conclusion that Eragon involved bad 70s haircuts, was a rip-off of Star Wars (which involved some guys on dragons with lightsabers) and not only that but somehow the main guy in the book is related to that elf... (or was she an elf? I haven't read that book in a looong time) and there's that awkward romance going on.

Then Edward is a masochist who is full of angst, he has a unibrow that glitters (because Stephenie Meyer goes into great lengths about EVERYTHING but his eyebrows. Why? Because he has a unibrow) and Bella is oblivious to everything then falls for Jacob's dad's wheelchair.

Which causes her to break her nose cos she sits down face-first.

( and I also drew this horrible thing )

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“Ok, this is my first place of, I don't know if sale is, I mean what is those day, I'm sitting at home watching Chicago. It's not a lot exciting about that. I might not be in lot of stuff before. Just try we guess up from dealing at anyway, yeah, you'd be. I'm gonna stop now.” Auto-Transcribed Voice Post - spoken through SpinVox

... wow. I'm extremely amused by the way that was transcribed XD
Half of what I said isn't even on there, either.
What I said was basically that it's my first voice post and my dog was eating lettuce off the floor. Furthermore, I was watching Chicago and there's nothing exciting to say.

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Put a line through the books you HATE.
5) Post your list in your blog.

( the books )

The concert last night was actually pretty good but we left early cos some people in front of us were smoking a shit-ton of pot and my younger brothers were with us. I personally think pot smells disgusting so when some lady walked by with it and all the smoke kind of came my way I ended up hiding behind a book for the rest of the night.

Funny thing. In the book, Frank Zappa was addressing drugs.
But they had this really insane harmonica player. We watched that and then left before the fireworks D:

I'm at the concert, waiting in line cos they wont let anyone in. It. Is. Boiling. Out. Here.

Today I feel a lot better. I ate some cereal and found out that the date of our Oregon trip has been moved so we don't even know if we're going anymore (and they were gonna send me out a week early but the one person I would stay with is someone I'm severely disappointed in and I am currently not in the mood to spend any time with her at all) which kind of made me sad and irritated. Mostly sad.

Anyway... I watched Peter Pan and went to go look for our copy of the book so when I stepped into my youngest brother's room to look for it I stepped in vomit. Apparently it had been there for a long time cos it was REALLY into the carpet and stuff... and I think I don't ever want to set foot in his room again for that reason alone. Well that and it smells really disgusting in there.

Found out for the fourth of July we're going to this place called Red Rocks which is somewhere near Denver and it's this sort of open area surrounded by these gigantic sandstone ledge-thingies. Our camera is broken... XD I'm taking cell phone pictures and stuff.

What made me REALLY pleased to go, though, wasn't that there were fireworks after these two bands that were performing (I like fireworks unless I'm trying to sleep and they keep going off LIKE LAST NIGHT). It was that The Beatles was THE FIRST band to play at the amphitheater. First band there. To play. And it was August 26th, 1964 (... wish it had been August 21st because then a Beatles-event would have taken place on my birthday and I would've been ecstatic).

Scratch that, they had a concert in Minneapolis August 21st 1965 so I feel slightly special now. But basically in August they have this Beatles-tribute show “1964” The Tribute and I really want to go see it... I could possibly pass it off to my parents as a birthday sort of thing especially since it's a Friday but whether or not I'll be able to go remains to be seen.

BUT STILL. BEATLES AT RED ROCKS... I'm mostly excited about that more than anything even if it was way before I was born.

... I really regret going against my first impressions of these little fish-stick thingies my brother made my dad buy today at the grocery store. I decided that since I didn't want to ask for a vegetable omelet (which is what I keep asking for these days) and make him do anything else I just asked for a fish stick (they was big fish sticks) and after eating it I decided that apart from being really greasy and a bit disgusting they were okay and I would never eat them again.

About ten minutes later I think my stomach exploded or something because I feel horrible. And even the Imagine Whirled Peace my dad bought mostly for me (I kept asking for it until King Soopers started carrying the stuff) looked unappetizing so I'm kind of going to just do this little idea I keep having and then go upstairs to curl up in a ball and go to sleep.

( very short little story thing )

I dunno. Leon Pepper (his name has NOTHING to do with Sgt. Peppers, I swear) is one character I've been working on lately and I thought that maybe he and Tallulah Moon (... I don't know what's up with her name but I like it :D) could be buddies or something since they sort of balance each other out what with Leon's minor stupidity and his lack of musical skills and Tallulah's being socially awkward and her love of the oboe.

... urg. Wish someone gave me stuffed sheep when I felt sick D:
That shirt, by the way, is one I remember seeing when I took a tour of Edinburgh Castle in sixth grade and my mom thought it was hilarious.

Today the internet/cable/phone wasn't working because they were working on it or something... and I ended up reading a lot... andddd I wasn't feeling very well so most of my reading turned into sleeping at some point.

But I thought I'd walk down to Prospect (this little place with some weird houses a few blocks away) to get some iced tea and it was the first time I'd worn shorts in a LONG time. I mean, they weren't anything like the shorts half the other girls I know would wear because I hate shorts but I liked 'em and thought that it would be a good change from what I usually wear.

Sooo I was just sort of wandering around listening to my Zune and stopped in this little park area (park meaning three trees and a whole lotta grass with two benches on either side) and this little kid came up to me and we had this conversation that went like this:

Kid: ... what's that? -points to ankle-
Madeleine: It's a scar.
Kid: Gross.
Madeleine: ... um...
Kid: You're fat.

Why thank you, kid.

Best part about all of this? The kid himself looked like he was about six years old, was overweight (I don't mean "pudgy" I mean overweight) and was eating cheetos. CHEETOS, MAN. And his mom didn't say anything about it, she was sitting right next to us and was this really skinny woman. What's worse is I'll bet she tells her kid he's not fat he's just "big boned" which is a complete load of bullshit because this woman is feeding her child things like cheetos when she probably knows it's gonna bite him in the ass later.

At least I know I've got healthier eating habits. XD
So I ended up resisting the urge to kick the kid in the balls and run away laughing hysterically and just sort of blinked and walked away feeling sad and a bit triumphant that I didn't go all psychotic on him.

Although I think the worst part about all of this was the mother didn't even bother to tell him that it was rude to call someone fat. And on top of all that I'm kind of self-conscious about the scar on my ankle cos it IS really sort of disgusting even after two years and I don't like people looking at it... but I dunno. I'm convinced my sudden shorts-wearing brought this on and I ended up changing immediately after I got home.

( got this from Smits )

I just realized I never had any Ringo icons (on LJ. I have loads on this computer and my laptop which... crashed and will not be revived any time soon).

Soo I already knew about this (sure you guys did as well) but I got the myspace bulletin today and actually clapped my hands and cheered. Then got the desire to finish up that letter I wanted to send him but every draft kinda sucks.

Really sucks. XD

( this thing here )

... so I went to the library today (it's the only place I seem to go anymore) and got a book on Frank Zappa, one on Iggy Pop, then I also got a book on Charles Manson, a Velvet Underground CD, and a John Lennon one as well. Anyway on the way out everything went well then we got into the car and Logan got the front seat because he has longer legs than I do. To give me more room he scooted the seat up and then because he made it move up too far he decided to move it back. He made it go back really quickly and...

ripped off my toenail. There was blood everywhere. And now my toe hurts :/

Of course to make everything even... worse or better, your decision, I have a double-header softball game later today and it doesn't end until ten. And because the town is a ways away I won't get back for a while and so I'll get to sleep late.

But yeah.
I hate the back seats of cars. They never work out for me xD

... it's like the thing is mocking my awful self-esteem (I love generators... they're fun)

( I didn't like the way it looked without this )

There were a few others besides this but it was the first one I got.
Softball t'night. We're playing Carbon Valley or whatever so it'll be interesting.

Of course, the fourth one I did was incredibly horribly amusing considering my momentary obsession with The Godfather a year ago. "Luca Brasi sleeps with the Madeleine" oh IT'S AWKWARD. And that actor was creepy. His nose scared me XD

... I think it might have been when I was about four years old and I used to go to this preschool around where my aunt went to college (and she had a bunny. He ran away. XD) so I used to be going to this preschool until it got really dark because my mom was working nights and she couldn't pick me up, my dad worked at a bookstore and I don't remember where my younger brother was but he was just sort of with someone else.

Actually come t'think of it he might have gone with my mom when she was working at HP (a duck bit me on my foot there. Stupid bastard duck thing) ANYROAD I went to this preschool and once it got to be about eight o'clock, my best friend Israel had gone home and I was left by myself so eventually I was getting nervous because nobody had come to get me until my aunt showed up to see if I was still there, took me to WOU and got me a pretzel.

About the same time (dunno if it was before or after) there was this idiot of a kid going to the preschool I don't even remember his name now... but at nap time he would stand at the door of the room where we kept our mats and every time I would go up he would block it and ask me my name. When I told him it he'd make fun of me but let me in. So one day I told him I didn't have a name and he hauled off an' punched me in the stomach. I avoided him (Israel got angry at 'im though, God I wish I still talked to him D:) but we went down to the Gross-Moter Room (or however it's spelled the point is it was raining and we had mats an' climbing stuff down there so it was like outside only darker and there wasn't slides) and Israel and I were playing but that same kid came over and chucked a ball at my head.

So Israel got all pissed off again and went after him then the kid punched ISRAEL and I called the kid stupid so he kicked me in the leg and somehow Israel and I got in trouble. Then they told my parents. I think they were angry, but not as angry as the time I threw rocks (but in my own defense, at that point I was six and nobody had told me throwing rocks was a bad thing to do... my first grade teacher still made me out to be some horrible beastie from hell, though. She walks by and says "this is an example of irresponsibility". I wanted to cry, and smack her... her and her stupid "you can't hold a pencil this way" thing...)

( more of that stupid first grade stuff :D )

Basically adding "thing" at the end of everything implies I don't know what to call it.

1. Reply to this post, and I will pick five of your icons.
2. Then, you make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon squee. Whoo!

yaoi_chan chose these icons

( which are under here )

( I like lj-cuts )

Might I just add that Noel's answer in that same thing to what women of the Islam religion wear over their face was fantastic. "Peep scarf". It's incredibly offensive but REALLY. His face was priceless. XD

I come bearing more pointless, neopets prompt-inspired stories!

( water )

( war )

EDIT:
( Meg )

... you know when you're so tired you can't keep your eyes open (barely) so you try and fall asleep but you can't no matter how hard you try? I'm kind of that walking-zombie person right now. Had two dreams last night when I was sleeping and one of them was when I went to go get a job at this grocery store (although because I'm not fifteen yet they wouldn't hire me anyway... no place actually wants to hire someone who's fourteen.) and they pretty much told me I was incompetent and then they actually had me thrown out because I hadn't done something right on the way out the door.

Next one was a repeat of that British spider dream thing and every time I have it I always end up waking up. Not to mention that I've been playing softball really late for the last two days and I need some sleep, but mosquitoes pretty much devoured anyone playing the outfield at the last two games and I was one of them so I've got these mosquito bites all over my legs that are driving me insane.

Well at least while I'm awake I get paid to babysit my brothers (even though they're not much younger than me).

In honour of Paul's birthday (and just because I got bored babysitting) I made a cake!
And frosting!
But I forgot the butter for the cake but it didn't taste any different... well... I haven't actually eaten it yet... and the frosting is weird but it tastes like butterscotch so it's all good. XD

( see the cake? )

... oh yeah... and my camera broke yesterday so I took that with my cell phone.

We've killed Disney but I loved this.

So I was on myspace today and came across this lovely little article.
(By the by, Ringo icon... totally giving the bird to the government with this one)


( here's the article )

It pisses me off so badly because they're like "well polar bears are already protected, let's harass the hell out of 'em and pretend like we're not doing anything wrong" but I mean, if the polar bears are considered endangered, even if the fatalities are low, why give people a blank check to harass them?

... riddle me this... why hasn't PETA gotten on this yet?
Have they?
(I've got such a thing against PETA it's kind of sad)

I have nothing better to do at 11:26 pm when virtually EVERYTHING can amuse me
including an advert for some skin stuff on myspace
I literally spent about four minutes following the little moving image where the lady's face went from all pretty to very old, and changing my facial features to match the image (basically pretty= raised eyebrows an' smile, old= scowl) and I thought it was hilarious.

( I dunno. Thought it would look cool in an lj-cut )