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Maddie’s Life #2

Mom and I have been refurnishing the sun room. We’ve taken out the ceiling and are currently putting up a new one. We plan on also taking up the carpet.

When we took out the ceiling we found black mold and sunlight… So that had to be taken care of. There is nothing quite like taking down a piece of dry wall and being rained on by black mold and dead bugs.Image

The night before I took the SAT I watched Batman and went to the hospital. I was having heart problems. I just so happen to take after the two people with the worst heart problems. Dad gave me his eyes, his freckles, and his irregular heartbeat; My Great Grandmother gave me her body type, jewelry, and heart thingy I can’t spell.

The SATs went well… it was pretty easy, I only had to skip five questions.

I’m studying CLEPs now.

I’m thinking about getting a new job. I think that I may end up working at Cracker Barrel. The place itself isn’t very cool but the job is; they treat their employees really well.

Oh! And I was Santa for Halloween. I made a lot of two-year-olds very confused.

~Madelaine (Maddie, Liabearry, Mac, The Honorary Black Girl)

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Madelaine’s (AKA Maddie’s) Life

Don’t hate me, I’m not a woman of many words.

I’m working on School; a lot. I’ve started calculus. I’m sorry, did I say calculus? I meant to say the decent into hell.

I’m in a play. It’s a musical. Bandi and I are in it together. The name of the play is A Pirate’s Life. It’s about pirates…

I tried to take the SAT’s. They wouldn’t let me in the building. They gave me the wrong time on my ticket. So I scheduled to take it two more times.

I’m going to the gym twice a week, at the army base gym. The gate guard asked my age the other day he was very disappointed to find out I was seventeen. Mom just sat there laughing.

This is Madelaine by the way.

I had pizza last night. It was good.

I finished a painting too.

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I call it The Mountains.

–Maddie

snapshots [week 1/52]

The first in a year-long series, where we’ll be posting weekly galleries of our various happenings.

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{krysta} the adorable girls she gets to nanny

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{maddie} preparing to take the SAT on Saturday morning

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{bethany} posing (far left) at her informal birthday gathering on Tuesday with Maddie (far right)

My (Perfect) SAT Essay

Hello, my fellow homo sapiens! It’s nice to meet you, I’m Maddie: a homeschooled nerd. In June I took the SAT, and did so badly that I’m proud of the fact that I didn’t cut myself, or kill myself. So I’ve been studying two hours every day, sometimes with fail. But I think that I’ve been doing really well with the online course. I’ve found that when writing an essay what they really want is the longest, wordiest thing that you can create in 25 minutes and still stay on topic.  I finally got a perfect six on the essay recently (and yes I did celebrate, I had celebratory ramen). I thought you guys would like to know what perfection looked like; so here it is, pure perfection.

The prompt question: “Can you judge someone on their sacrifices?”

 “The sacrifices a person makes can define them for better or for worse; and sometimes they come to no cognizable consequence, through their sacrifice!  A sacrifice can be seen in many different lights. Can we trust someone purely through their sacrifices? What are these people forfeiting? Can people be trusted?  How do you come to trust someone? People are not always what they seem.

                What is this person sacrificing? Who or what is this sacrifice for, is it for their children, is it for their morals? What are they sacrificing, money, time, friendship?  Are they sacrificing friendship for money?  Not everyone has the same view when it comes to these things. Many people over exaggerate their sacrifices so that people will trust them; this is probably the number one way that people manipulate others. Some people can see straight though these lies and exaggerations and others can’t.  A lot of people are able to commit major crimes and get away with them from telling people about all of the sacrifices that they have made. What you really have to do to know if you can trust someone is really get to know them.

                People cannot be trusted through their “sacrifices” mainly because it is hard to tell what really happened. People will and can always lie about their sacrifices to try and get you to trust them.  You cannot trust or judge someone by what happened to, half the time they had no choice in what they could do. People can be judged by their decisions in life. I do suggest that you don’t judge someone on their past decision but on the decisions on how they interact while around and in current time. If you were not there at the time odds are you don’t have the full story. Some people mature as they get older and learn from their mistake, while others go rotten.

The only way to know if you can trust someone is by getting to know them. It is more a practice of figuring out what you can trust them with, than anything else. Some people you can trust to turn on the coffee machine in the morning and not much else. While other people you can trust to help you bury a body. There are different levels of trust; we trust all people to a certain extent.  It’s just a matter of finding out how much we trust them. So how do you find out how much you can trust someone? You spend time with them. Don’t judge them on their past judge them on what they have learned from their past.

                A sacrifice is not always for the better, and sometime a person has no choice when they have to make that sacrifice. Some people exaggerate about the sacrifices that they have made in the past; this makes it very hard to judge someone. Sacrifices are usually something that a person has done in the past; a majority of the time a person changes in the period of time from that sacrifice to the day that they meet you. Sacrifices while they do say something about a person don’t tell the whole truth.”

Ahhh! The beauty of perfection. Well, ’till the next informative blog post my dear homo sapiens.

— Maddie.