"You never catch up with the future."

That's what one of my friends says, and I honestly couldn't agree more. Perhaps more people should take the time to experience the now instead of always looking towards the future. God is blessing us every second that we're alive, and to always be looking past it without appreciating every single breath is truly a waste. Instead of thinking about the projects that are to come in the week ahead, perhaps you could instead thank God for the time you have now, whether it's ten minutes to read a chapter of a book, half an hour to play a game of Scrabble, or perhaps just a couple minutes to glance around and see your family around you.

Right now I'm totally in a weird mood. I feel like anything is possible...that if I just reach for the stars, perhaps I'll be able to grab some stardust. This song is like, my love right now: Taking Chances, by Celine Dion. It just makes me feel like I can fly if I want. I don't feel bitter, cynical or anything. This song gives me hope, something I haven't had in awhile. Here are the lyrics, but I highly recommend listening to the song if possible - it's totally worth it.

Baelaes cyrdol ais saesi'm mylor kyl shaelyrn,
Never knowing if there's solid ground below,

~ Meredith

I'm sleep-deprived and hungry.

I had a ton of time to do my schoolwork, and yet, here it is...almost 11:00, and I haven't gotten any of it done. "I'll get to it," I told mom. "Don't worry," said I, "I'll get it done." Oy. Well, I'm finally getting to it, and I will get it done. And yet, notice how I put it off by posting on here first. Sad, isn't it, what we'll do to get out of something we really don't want to do. I don't mind the science work that needs to be done [even though there's a lot of it since I've been putting it off for days now] - it's the Logic and Rhetoric stuff that's killing me.

I'll tell you all this right now: Logic and Rhetoric late at night is the most confusing thing in the world [after, of course, boys]. Of course, doing it in the morning isn't too swell either. So here I am, dreading doing my homework, but knowing that it has to be done. Blast it. What do I have to do? I'm not even sure. That's how bad I am at it. Like, I realize that I should totally be on top of homework and whatnot...but I'm not. Each day, I wake up and tell myself, "Meredith, today is the day that you get yourself organized and get your homework done."

Sadly, that day never comes.

I have basically no work-drive, and that bugs me. I wish I were the sort of person who could buckle down and work hard. I wish I could have the self-discipline to just put my nose to the grindstone and churn out "A" grade work all the time. But I'm not. I get distracted way too easily. For example, instead of doing my work earlier on today, I spent an hour cutting out pictures of Red Sox players from a massive stack of newspaper articles I had been saving. Tomorrow I'll probably use those pictures as an excuse not to do my work: "Oh, I'll just put all these pictures up on my corkboard...then I'll do work."

Why can't I motivate myself to do work? Why? I see everyone else around me, and they get their work done before these insane hours. They say, "Wow...I was up so late last night. Almost to midnight!" I say, "Wow...I got to sleep so early last night. I went to bed at midnight!" Clearly, there's a problem here. I can't blame it on the internet, because even when my mom shuts off the internet, I'll work on my book. I can't blame it on the laptop, because when I don't have it, I just read or draw or something. This is a problem.

I. Need. To. Focus.

On a happier note, I have a funny story for you all. So, every Wednesday morning, my Aunt Sharon comes over to our house to have tea with my mom. Well, starting this Wednesday morning, my younger brother Jack is taking some wood-working class over at New Hope. She completely forgot that Aunt Sharon was coming. So at 10:00 in the morning, I'm in a deep sleep. I am, however, awakened by a loud: "HELLOOOOOO?" And I'm all, "Eh...what?" And then I roll over and try to go back to sleep, figuring that it was just a dream. It wasn't. I hear it again. So I stumble out of bed, get dressed and go downstairs to find my aunt there. SURPRISE. I'll admit, I really didn't get what was happening at first, because I had just woken up. My aunt and I ended up having a very nice time talking together, so it was all good. It was nice to have some "Aunt Time," since I don't usually get to have it.

On another note, I have decided that sleep is overrated. So is caffiene. Who doesn't want to stumble around all day looking half-asleep? I mean, come on! It's fun, right!? RIGHT?

Ok, I can hear the crickets.

Well, I guess I'll go now. But not to sleep. Nah...I won't get to do that for another hour or so. Hey - maybe I'll get to go to bed at midnight!!! :)

Shorol sar paes vaelia por tysti sia,
wishing that dreams really did come true,

~ Meredith

// Consider this post edited. It's 12:40. I finished my science. Didn't even start Logic and Rhetoric...way too tired. So I'll be doing it tomorrow morning at 6:30. Yay for me.

It's past 11:00...

...and I want to go to sleep. Why is it that I always put off doing things, when I know I'll wish I had done them earlier? If you know the answer, please let me know. Meanwhile, I'll continue to consider the more important things in life, such as...why do you drive on a parkway, and park on a driveway? Nah...never mind. That's a bit too deep. Instead, I think I'll just go. The whole point of this post is so that there was a post when all you wonderful people dared to click on this link.

So, yes. Hello. Yay. As you can tell, I'm clearly not on my A-game right now. But then, if you had a cold, and were sleepy, would you be? HAH. I thought not. Anyhoo, I'm done rambling now, so hopefully you've all had a great laugh at my expense. If you haven't, don't be afraid. There will be many laughs to come, whether you're laughing with me [hopefully this one] or at me [I do this a lot...]. Meanwhile, please ignore the date/time/day of this post. I'm still trying to figure out what timezone I live in. :)

AH. I'm also going up to VERMONT to see one of my bestest friends. I haven't seen her in like, two years, so I'm wicked excited. =D More updates on that to come.

Today I discovered something: I am quite a good shot with a gun. No, I wans't out killing anyone. :) I was upstairs when I heard the sound of my dad's BB gun being fired. So, going to the basement stairs, I sorta bellowed down, "I WANNA SHOOT THE GUN." Turns out that my dad [age 1048, name of Stephen] and my younger brother [age thirteen, name of Jack] were taking shots at tin cans. I joined in, and completely kicked their butts. Like, I was BANG, BANG. Knocked both cans off the little stand in a row. Totally on fire. Then Jack was all, "Let's have a contest to 12." So we started. I got to 12 [he was at 6], and so the contest went to 15...then to 20. Final score? Me: 20. Jack: 9. Poor boy. First, I beat him in Risk, and now shooting guns. So then I'm all, "I'll have a contest with Dad sometime." And dad was all, "How about now? First to five." So we had our contest.

End score?

Me = 5
Dad = 0

Life is good, is it not? And yes, I'm done bragging now.

Jholi aelaesia maelyl jhoji air'm os jhar.
[Live every second like it's your last.]

~ Meredith