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You don't know me because I googled your house

And can I just say, it's beautiful
Isn't technology great these days?

If you give me your name I can add you on facebook and I'll know
Where you work,
Your birthday and
What you did last weekend.
And
If you have twitter I can know what you're doing always.

Film Thing

Toy Story 3

OW: Andy is growing up and has stopped playing with his toys so they have become used to sitting in a box waiting till Andy decides to do something with them.
Call: Andy puts his toys in a bag and goes to put them in the attic but there is a mix up and his mom gives his toys away, now the toys are sent to somewhere different.
Refusal: Woody refuses to spend the rest of his 'life' like this being torn apart by little kids in the preschool, while everyone else is happy Woody tries to find a way out.
Mentor: The other toys that Woody meets tell him that he should go back and help his friends and help him to try to get back.
enemies: Lots-O is the one that is the master mind behind keeping Woody and his friends at the daycare. Along with Lots-O's helpers.
Approach: Woody and his friends escape anyway and stand up against Lots-O and his gang.
Ordeal: After being thrown in the dumpster and almost escaping they try to help Lots-O only to be betrayed by him right after, and are left to die.
Reward: In the end they get what they wanted which was a child to play with them.
Resurrection: They learn how it feels to be a toy again, and have someone love them.

Ordinary World

Walking Alone
Meet Molly. An 17 year old girl from New York, New York who was never really close to anyone besides her parents. She lived with her father and mother in a tiny apartment. They were a family who shared everything with each other. One night Molly asks her dad if he will go pick her up some dinner, while out a tragic accident happens, and Molly's mother blames her for the death of her dad and Molly starts to believe her. Molly must now not only adjust to losing her father but also losing her mother in a different way. Will Molly's mother ever forgive her? Can Molly ever forgive herself? Or will Molly be walking alone her whole life?

Shake the Dust.

This is for the choir kids who only have their parents come to their concerts.
for the cool kids who are actually most alone.
for the person who thinks they aren't good enough.
for the parents who lost their children. and for the adults who lost their childhood.
Shake the Dust.


This is for the person who has everything but true love. for the kids who sit alone on prom night wondering why they aren't good enough.
for the people who give up everything and are left with nothing.
Shake the Dust.


This is for the bullies on the playground, for the bullies in the hallway, for the bullies in the mini skirts. 
This is for the people they bully. 
Shake the Dust. 


Don't be defined by what people think of you. Shake the dust and tell people what to think of you. Don't let people assume who you are, show them who you are. 
Shake the dust! Shake off the fact only your parents want to hear you sing. 
Shake off the past and hold on to the future. 
Shake the dust.  

Questions.

Have you ever looked at someone and wanted their life?
Why?
What did they have that you didn't?
Nothing. They have nothing you can't have.
I keep forgetting to appriciate what I have.
I keep forgetting that I can make tomorrow better based on the choices I make today.
I keep forgetting that I wouldn't to be anyone but me.

When will we own ourselves completely?
When will we be happy just being us?
Why do we have to try to be something/someone we're not?
Fools. We are all fools.

Stop waiting for something to happen.
Stop waiting for that life.
if you make it happen tonight will not be the last time you will see the light.

blurb

The Call (Backstreet Boys)
During a night out with some friends Mark runs into a very attractive lady named Veronica. While innocently talking Veronica decides to take things to the next level and invite Mark over to her place. On his way to Veronica's Mark decides he should call his girlfriend Jenessa to let her know he will be out late, but yet forgets to mention Veronica. Will Jenessa ever find out?

Assassin (John Mayer)
John is a professional assassin and one of the best in the business, but one night on one of his jobs John runs into Sophie while trying to con Sophie, John runs into a surprise that he never expected, Sophie is also an assassin. 

The Thunder Rolls (Garth Brooks)
It's a stormy night in a little run down town no moon up in the sky. Scott is heading home from his mistresses house while Diana is back home sick with worry think where Scott could be she waits and waits for him, and when he finally gets home she runs out to meet Scott thankful to see him home safely. But Diana smells something strange on Scott tonight, she looks into his eyes and Scott knows she knows. 

Skin (Rascal Flatts)
Sarabeth dreams about dancing forever and forgetting all of her problems, then Sarabeth finds out she has cancer and now needs this dream more then ever. Because of the cancer Sarabeth loses all of her hair and she begins to think that no one will want to dance with her because she has no hair. Justin goes over to Sarabeth's house and proves to her dreams can come true.

Speak Now (Taylor Swift)
Kate goes to her ex's wedding even though she's still deeply in love with him (Tim). Kate can just picture herself tell Tim to forget about the wedding and run off with her and they can get married but knows it's only a day dream. But then when the moment comes "speak now or forever hold your peace" Kate knows she can't just sit there and she decides to speak. 

sixer

y vamos por todo = go for everything

Song Stories

House of Cards - Issac Russell
lyrics here

Plot: It first talks about how his family is falling about and about his dad "won't stop drinking" and his mom "stop cheating". So he goes on to say that theres nothing he can do but just sit and watch his family fall apart and how no one ever takes responsibility for what it going on. And then he goes on to talk about how he "won't stop drinking" and his wife "won't stop cheating".

Characters: Mom , Dad, the family, him and her

Conflict: there are two conflicts 1. his dad won't stop drinking 2. his mom won't stop cheating

Theme: there's a line that says "one in ten can't save us from the sad stastic that we've become" I think he's just saying that families are falling apart everyday

Setting: home


Letter to Me - Brad Paisley
lyrics here

Plot: He's writing a letter to himself about all the things he should do and all the things he should just forget about because he knows life gets better.

Characters: Older Brad, Younger Brad

Conflict: I think the whole song in general would be considered a conflict because no matter how much we want to send that letter there's just no way to tell ourselves we just have to try to live our lifes right the first time.

Theme: When you look back on your life you see all the stupid things that you did and all the things that made you who you are.

Setting: Past and Present

P.S. I'm jealous

P.S.
By Jewel


I wrote those nice


poems only because


the honest ones


would frighten you

Yes I'm jealous of this poem.
Why?
Because it's so simple but in that short amount of time you're reading it the poem tells a story.
Haven't you ever felt like you can't say something to someone because they are just a little to sensitive?
I feel it all the time, so I like this poem because I know what she's talking about. I know how it feels to wish you could be honest with people. Even if it would frighten them.

c o m p l a i n t s

I'm TIRED of never having enough time.


I'm tired of being hit


I'm SICK and tired of dealing with stupid people.
I'm tired of having no money. I'm tired of the smell in my car


I'm tired of having expectations and NOT meeting them. I'm tired of my alarm clock
I'm tired of the SAME arguments.


I'm tired of TIP TOEING around peoples feelings.


I'm tired of being compared ( it makes me tired of being me )


I'm tired of being alone. 


I'm tired of being ORDINARY

Love

Love is something you don't choose, it just happens.
It's sacrificing.
Love is a look. Love is giving up the last bite.
It's trusting.
Love is everlasting.

Dreams

These are dreams that I've always wanted and dreams that I will always have until they come true.

I have a dream of becoming a mother and a wife. That I'll have enough credits to graduate high school. 

I have a dream of being financially stable when I grow up. That I'll be able to pay for college. 

That I'll have 4 little boys and maybe a little girl.

I have a dream that when I get older my children will be normal. That I won't get fat. That my husband will never leave me, I'll be married to that one person forever. 

That nothing horrible will happen to me or anyone in my family. 

I have a dream of a cute little house with a white picket fence, a nice garden with a nice yard. 

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone. I walk alone.

it's raining the streets are empty it's dark I've got my ipod in.

I walk alone. I walk alone.

i don't have any shoes on I'm on a road that looks like it has no end there are just fields on either side of me

I walk alone. I walk alone. 

in my head I see all the people that I've disappointed, everyone that I've ever been rude too, all the people I wasn't brave enough to talk to

I walk alone. I walk alone.

I start running to find the end of loneliness but I never do because I walk alone. I walk alone. I start seeing all the people that have hurt me or done me wrong and I realize I don't want to find the end of the road because all of that stuff will just repeat itself because I was meant to walk alone. 

I'm thinking about you

I'm thinking about you like peanut butter thinks about jelly, like a pregnant women think about their belly. I'm thinking about you like addicts think about drugs, like grass thinks about bugs, like hot chocolate thinks about mugs, like New York thinks about thugs. I'm thinking about you like the moon thinks about the stars, like rockstars think about gituars, like drunks think about bars. I'm thinking about you like a pen thinks about ink, like pigs think about pink, like a genius thinks about think...ing. I'm thinkin bout you like zippers think about zipping, like sippy cups think about sipping. I'm thinking about you like a car thinks about gas, like beans think about gas. I'm thinking about you like thunder thinks about rain, like boxers think about pain, I'm thinkin about you cause you're the only thing on my brain.

you are under Direct Orders to rock out

rock out like you just bought a new pair of shoes
rock out like you just won a game
rock out like a state champion
rock out like there is no volume limit on your ipod
rock out like its a Friday
rock out because your parents extended your curfew
rock out because your almost done with high school
rock out like its a national holiday and you don't have to set your alarm
rock out like you didn't fail
rock out cause your parents are still around and are still together.
rock out like it will fix all your problems
rock out like your on the top of Everest
rock out like you just out ran the cops
rock out like you just got your first kiss
rock out like its December 20, 2012
rock out like he just smiled at you
rock out like your mom just made brownies
rock out like its our birthday
rock out like your home alone and you can do whatever you want
rock out like your favorite band just came to town and you just won tickets on the radio
rock out like you just got your braces off
rock out like your parents are proud
rock out like you just got your school pictures back and they actually look good
rock out like your favorite store is having a sale 
rock out like you just realized life goes on
rock out like your in the audience for "Oprah's favorite things" show

Intro

“Quality begins on the inside... and then works its way out.”

  ~Bob Moawad

I'm not the best at expressing my feelings, just because I'm always scared of what other people are going to think of me.. is that stupid? Yes it is, I know I shouldn't care what other people think but what can I say?
I'm human.
I'm writing on this blog because I have a quality inside and it needed a way out and I figure a blog is a pretty great way to let that out.
I don't know what to say you can expect from this blog but the truth.
I promise to put what I'm really thinking.
Hello Blog world I'm Molly