According to Melissa
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Well, last Saturday was holy, not because some rodent came out from its den (no metaphors please!), but of course because it was Melissa's birthday! Yes, the wise, witty, charming, intrepid (can you tell she signs our paychecks here), and beautiful woman became an official adult; although for the last year and a half she has been one in an unofficial capacity. To celebrate she was originally scheduled to go dancing, but that was cancelled. So, at the suggestion of the wondrous Kendra eight girls got together in their formal dance attire and wolfed down food at Mr. B's Roadhouse in Clarkston. It was great because it was eight beautiful girls wearing eight beautiful dresses, with 3 differing meals. All but two of the girls had chicken tenders; Stacy downed some ribs and Ashley S. a salad. Then, to make the evening more perfect, they celebrated with a surprise cake from Ortonville's own McDonald's. After dinner, wanting to do something in their formalwear the eight strode around in the mall and were the talk of all. It was a wonderful evening of friendship and fun, accentuated by pretty dresses and high heels.
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HOLY GROUNDHOG"S DAY|
You may have already heard the unfortunate news about Greta, Melissa's plant. Recently her heath has declined, so much to the point that she was drying out and losing leaves at an alarming rate, even though there were frequent waterings. "The evidence is right there on the floor. She's dying!" Spouted a lamented Melissa as she pointed to the brown leaves. "I've tried everything, stopping waterings, adding more waterings. I didn't know what else to do." The illness is thought to have been brought on by Chrissy, also known as Cynthia, a chrysanthemum who only is around for 3 months before going back underground. Luckily, as of last night Greta's health is on the mend. "I had to use the scissors last week, I couldn't stand to see her dying and all brown so I cut. I was surprised to find when I did this she was doing slightly better than I had thought. And now she is responding to light and water again. She seems to be making a complete come back!" Greta has been a valuable part of Melissa’s life for little over a year. She purchased Greta along with Hans, an Ivy plant, from Frank's nursery. "I'm so relieved." Stated Melissa while others looked at her strangely.
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On New Year's Eve Kendra, Katrina, Sarah, and Melissa decided to go "party hopping". That really didn't materialize. You see, after waiting around for the unreachable James to call back with directions to a party, the girls decided to meet him half way at a local holly and Fenton McDonalds. Once there they eventually met up with James and Jimmy. From there, there was about an hour of driving, a lot of circles, and very few results. The only thing really accomplished from all of the driving was Katrina's need to use the bathroom, and accordingly her refusal to go outside in the cold. Eventually an inside bathroom was found for the suffering Katrina. Soon afterwards a party was located. Unfortunately, it wasn't a "happing and fun" party. Instead it was a dull, boring, pointless one. Determined to make the best of the evening the girls decided to sit on the couch and watch MTV. In another of the night's unpredictable pitfalls there was a call to Jimmy. His mother insisted he come right on home. So, faced at the alternative of staying in the house with strange people, they left. Unable to go to Jimmy's house, the freezing four headed back to the Saunders' house. Yes, they were on the road at midnight, the only way they knew it was midnight was from Katrina's, "It's twelve now." As well as from the small fireworks display they saw on their left. At the house they pigged out on Hot Pockets and microwaved cheese sticks while watching the Central time zone new year. Overall it was an interesting, yet disappointing night.
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My apologies go out to my loyal fan, Melissa has been a little busy lately. So there has been little time to report while trying to keep up with the odd girl. You see there was this space ship, and, oh well, I guess that is classified information. Unclassified is the amount of time Melissa has spent in front of her school books. Currently buried under paperwork, Melissa is still confident that over the Christmas break she will get to edit her long awaited novel debut. Guitar lessons have taken up her Thursday evenings lately. Work at the infamous Osh Kosh, on Tuesdays Wednesdays and Saturdays, has been fruitful and on many occasions fun. Creating a well respected theory about gravity and matter in space, she has also dabbled in astrophysics with a certain Ms. King. And just the other day, in what would turn out to be a bizarre twist, Melissa meet someone seemingly just as weird as she. I bet you didn't think it was possible, that perhaps she was just some kind of a mutation. Looks like popular theory was incorrect, but feel free to submit any new theories to the site for consideration. The coming week will be very busy, but Melissa is strangely up to the challenge, and feeling well in her old age.
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This past weekend Ashley Solley ran at the MHSAA State meet for Cross Country.
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Yesterday evening the girl's cross country team went out for their annual dinner and a movie. First they had a pleasant dinner at big boy, followed by a movie at the Waterford 11 cinemas. The team refused to go to the mall because of certain outstanding warrants there, or some other terrorist activity thing. Well, after delighting in the fact that they had self-serve popcorn fat (well, it was really only Coach and Melissa who were jumping up and down and giggling like little girls), the team sat down to enjoy the previews. After Coach had given up on trying to escape, and a few seating changes had taken place, the long, dragging movie (Riding in Cars with Boys), which happened to be majority miscast (to the point of being distracting - Melissa kept asking herself, "They really thought they could get away with this? This thirty year old doesn’t look anything like she's 13!"), ensued. Though starting out with potential, it ended with Coach snoring and the rest board. After they got away from the movie theater, and had officially given the movie a thumb’s down, the real happings of the night went on.
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Yes, that is right. Yesterday a group of young whippersnappers were caught smelling of beer and smoke at the local grocery store. One man asked of the teenagers, "Are you doing a can drive or something? Or did you just have a wild party last night?" As much as the ladies wanted to answer yes to the second question, they had to tell the truth. The group was working for the National Honor Society can drive for the American Red Cross. Katrina, Kendra, Ashley, Ashley, Laura, and Melissa were busy collecting cans from local residents. "The easy part was collecting the cans themselves. But putting them into those can counting machines at Bueche's is another story!" Stated one unfortunately sticky girl. "It was really gross. Some still had beer in them, so when you would go to put a bottle in the machine it would splash back up at you." Stated a visibly shaken Melissa. According to Kendra, "This is disgusting! Do you realize when you pick these up that you are touching other people's saliva?!" As gross and as cold as the day was, it was all for a good cause and NHS points. The group of girls raised more than their "rival" N.H.S. group did. The girls came up with almost $190.00, while the other group only managed a total of $150.00 including a $50.00 check written by a generous man. The ladies left the grocery store after being yelled at. Of course the yelling party then apologized when it was realized that the girls were letting all the other customers cut in front of their donation efforts. That a very hostile woman had made a fool out of herself because she believed the hardworking members to be easy targets or possibly part of some weird beer worshipping cult. Once it was realized that this woman was probably in her own anger cult, Bueche's apologized and all was right in the world again.
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On Thursday the Brandon Girls Cross-Country team did very well. One might even call it a P.R. for the team! Miss Ashley Solley placed a beautiful 8th amongst Brandon's all-time fastest runners! Jackie Back got an astounding P.R. Look for her to take # 9 or 10 very soon. Melissa came in 3rd for the team with a P.R. of 23:12- a mere minute and 13 seconds away from the #10 position on the board. Sara Bush ran an astonishing P.R. in a time of 23:35. K-Lo followed with a wonderful 24:00. Kelly Quiz. was behind her with a 26:32. And running it home for the team was the lovely Miss Forcier in a time of 31:04. Katrina and Heather took times and kept things organized. Coach annoyed Jackie with a rendition of the Oscar Meijer Weiner song. He was looking strong out on the field, but the team just can't get him to run on the Varsity team. He sites some lame excuse about the fact that he is a thirty-something grown male. But this reporter thinks he could get away with it if he grew his hair out and put it in a ponytail.
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Sleep seems to be a major preoccupation and goal this year for Melissa. Barely getting any sleep at all it has become the fashionable thing to get a full night's sleep. But alas, with classes and web pages that need to be worked on it won't happen for the ever-elusive Melissa. So she resorted to sleeping on her break during a recent day at the job. It all started out that everyone at the profitable retail store where Melissa works had been discussing naps. Co-worker Jessica suggested that at break she would take a nap. Everyone agreed it would be wise. So 3 of the 5 employees working that day decided to take a nap. Jessica and Melissa came up with a plan. They pulled down boxes (stacked high with shipment) and created a makeshift bed. On break Melissa slept away her half-hour lunch period, followed by her co-worker. Both reported some complications. "I was just REALLY falling asleep when my watch woke me up because my break was almost over." Stated a revived Melissa. To aid in her sleeping adventures Melissa was also reportedly bragging about how she had purchased P.J. bottoms from her store at a considerable discount. "They are so soft and cute!" Squealed an excited Melissa. She also hounded a sleepy reporter telling her she would only get her sheep if she reported the following: "Don't forget to mention that my site will have new pictures soon and a cool poll thingy too!" This was said just before she fell over asleep or dead. This reporter didn't bother to check, simply took the sheep and ran.
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