Digital Storytelling Project

Digital Storytelling Project.

Digital storytelling Project

Digital storytelling Project.

Digital Storytelling Project

http://animoto.com/play/J1YhEEPSsNJhNH0BCNElVg

Oh holiday fun! the making of a tradition.

We had a great day! Jessica and I spent the day in NYC, Such a holiday treat! we looked at the holiday windows, had roasted peanuts in our pockets to warm our hands, stopped at Macy’s, times square,Toys R Us, 5th avenue, The Plaza hotel… the staff called her Eloise, we danced through the whole hotel, gave santa a hug, walked into the richest jewelery and clothing boutiques, feeling oh so fancy,  sat next to a koi pond! There was caviar and truffles but we ate pizza! We made penny wishes at glorious fountains! We played in F.A.O. Schwartz and gazed at the Rockefeller Christmas Tree. We watched the horse-drawn carriages, as we were offered a bicycle chariot ride home! My girl and I had the best time that will be a cherished memory and a tradition has been started for years and years to come! It just goes to show that you don’t need a lot of money to have fun when you have good company, an imagination and most importantly a love of life! it is what you make of it that counts.It can only get better if that’s even possible to have more fun then we had today!This is only the beginning of a tradition I have been longing to start for years! we will have many more, not to perfect, but to cherish individually, enjoy and add brillance to every year!

A Twittering twitastrophy

Twitter is one of the silliest social sites Ihave been a member of. Any social site that wants me as a member is obviously oblivious of my social skills. I tweet anything I feel. I Face book the same way, with my heart on my sleeve and nothing to hide. My “friends” have told me i can come off as too negative or that what I write stays on forever. let it! So I will be famous to some for 15 minutes?O.K. and what do I care of starangers I never met think of me personally?I know who my real “friends” are. I am no leader and do not wish for “followers” thank you very much! I do like social pages for their ability to keep in touch with the friends and family that are not in reach of pysically. I do get annoyed that my parents believe every word I post as gold truth!I tweet so therfor am I a twit? Maybe but I believe if you really know me in person, you know better!

twitter…

https://twitter.com/#!/luvinchilla

Don’t ever try and look at the sun.

I started tweeting just to see my mans twits on his page….then I found out and wish I’d never known.

Knowledge is power?

Now, I have my page back up for college…  hmm?

Outta the loop

 

Going through the hoops,
Been out of the loop,
My world upside down,
now straight and narrow,
settling in ,
never been better,
although my girl has no father,
it’s better now for her,
we’ve never felt better,
forward and onward we look,
life is what we make it,
now we’re on the path,
to happiness ever after.

Renaissance of Melinda Allidocious

For every action there is an equal and spontaneous reaction, so says the law of all life as we know it. With every action some how my reactions has swayed me off course to my path in life.

traumas made mountains from mole hills and surprises were not always exciting in a good way.

The more I was thrown a curve the more I lost my direction.

The negative upbringing mixed with abuse and ignorance brewed a strange concoction in my mind that made me almost go mad.

I am mad.

Mad.

Mad!

MAD!

I have been mad at the world for years and all that’s reflected in me is not the personality that used to shine like my smile but dark angry scowl of an expression that is usually seen in a much older persons face.

The frown lines that I have, are more than skin deep.

Depression can put a cloud over your head and fog the visions in the horizon. despair weighs down the heart. Loneliness makes it break and giving up turns a once strong sculpted beauty into pieces of ash easily blown by the currents.

yet I, for the pit of over five years have been wading above non existence that has made me but a shadow of what I used to be.

I have to ask people from my past. One of the best friends I have ever had recently told me I am in a renaissance of myself. She could not be more right. It’s true, I have to be in a new mind-set.

I must move forward and reinvent myself.

All the definitions of what it is to rise from the ashes to be reborn are cluttered into action that is my “renaissance”.

If I do not move forward I will be stuck in isolation filled with self-doubt and remorse, my lifeline is my friends and family. what i was like, who was this “Melinda” you know? I feel  like a stranger when one describes my own history.

I was mad. For a long time. I am to tired to hold this heavy grudge any longer.

I will have a renaissance, I see it now and am not surprised but actually happy and excited. I cannot stay angry at the world. after all It’s a mad…mad world out there!

Looking forward to more about me?

So am I!

MT

formally untitled, Doug

Untitled Project.

Randomhaphazardhappenings…

My blog is a flashback of an arbitrary reminence about a day in the life of me. When I was in that moment. I will randomly pick a day in my life, using a graphed out chart with the month and day of each of my almost 40 years so far,  I predict readers to recognize through my blogs, that we all live many lives in one lifetime! The more blogs I do, the more characters will develop and personalities change as my life has through the years. As an interesting twist, I will not give complete backgrounds or updates to the story but just write it as that day alone.My family and friends will be able to recognize and know certain outcomes of events shared, but all my family and friends names will be changed if requested beforehand. I may be known as Mel one day, and Mindy with pigtails the next. It’s all me mixed up as random as life can be.

 It’ll be interesting what I end up writing about each time!