boomshamegan

currently in huffman, texas

2009-12-17T00:00:19Z

and im hungry.

i didnt realize that i posted that last post for the world to see.
i meant to custom that to kathleen&pagina.
so thats fun.

hahahahaha. again.

2009-12-11T19:40:48Z

Good is: Getting to use a cheat sheet on your final.
Bad is: Realizing the day of your final exam that you completely skipped over a full chapter.

Remember me posting that i became a fan of "Im the girl, you're the guy...you text me first or we don't talk today"...
Well...my very intellectual friend who goes to Rice claimed that this was "typical gender roles".
And has now sent me a page request for:

"Im the guy, you're the girl. Go make me a sandwich."
You have been invited by Iggy Olivera (Rice).
Would you like to become a fan?"

hahahaha

2009-12-11T18:14:33Z

So my family has this weird thing with chips..
Everytime we go out to eat and there are chips its like a competition to get the one that's all connected and layered.
So my dad sent me a picture of this:

Bahahaha. I love him.
Can NOT WAIT to go home.

LJers.

2009-12-07T04:08:15Z

If anyone wanted to explain or give me tips about using Torrent....
That would be awesome.

Children

2009-12-06T17:08:40Z

I am furious at my computer right now. I have put with WAY too much from it for it to be messing up AGAIN.
It's about to get a foot in its face. Just saying.
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Yesterday I went to a concert for my Music Appreciation class. A older guy with a little boy who was about 5 sat next to me. The dude started talking to me about why I was here and what was my notebook for and what kid of notes was i supposed to be taking. I said the atmosphere and the emotions the pieces evoked. He said "Write that it's hot and crowded and that there was a 40 year old man who wouldn't stop talking to you". This sort of humor continued throughout the concert. Nothing inappropriate, just him making silly comments as i smiled but didn't turn to face him

His kid, however, drew my attention. Not only was this kid adorable and whispered just a little too loudly, but he had a bowl haircut so i was smitten with him from the get-go. He came in with a leaf that by the end of the recital he not only drawn on with a pen, but also started touching to my face as i tried to watch the performers and take notes. (Hahahaha) On a Christmas song about Bethlehem he loudly states that "This song is all about Jesus". My heart melted.
We had a "stick your tongue out" war which resulted in me giving up to take notes on the music and him resulting in getting as close to my face (with his tongue still out) as he could without his dad noticing. Im trying to remain facing the front so as to not encourage this behavior but the entire rest of the row that i was sitting on is turned facing us and smiling.

My favorite part was the end, where the organizer of the recital stands up to make a speech about the importance of music and blahblahblah and then announces that he will be performing the last song. The kid then asks his dad if it's finally over and as the audience quiets down his dad tells him that there is one more song. The kid...loudly...says "One more song? I don't want to hear one more song." and is heard by the entire audience. It was AWESOME. Mainly because he didn't say it whiney, but more matter-of-fact. Haha.

My thanksgiving break

2009-11-30T16:11:26Z

via Emily's laptop...avaiable while she's in the emergency room.
I feel sort of guilty for taking advantage of her brief absence...

Drive all the way to Huffman (after being guilted into doing so by my mother--regardless of the fact that it was TOTALLY out of my way) and stay only for about 3 hours. Drive to Houston to gparents house. Talk. Sip Wine. Laugh. Stay up late watching tv/happy feet/kung fu panda. "Sleep" in a recliner. Wake up and watch more tv. Eat. Begin the drive back to college station for the TU game that Jose has conjured up an extra ticket for. Get a call after about 20 mins from a ticked Jose that the ticket is no long in existence. Freak out slightly but calm down quickly. Drive back to grandparents house to have a glass of wine with my family whilst playing "Battle of the Sexes". Laughter. Love. A text after 30 mins saying the ticket has re-appeared. Make an hour and 1/2 drive into an hour one. Cry hysterically when im still an hour late to the game because i cant find parking.

Hahaaa. I did get there, though.
And it was an amazing experience.
Us Aggies..hahaha we're intense.

My parents got me a $50 stuffed Chick-Fil-A cow. He's huge. My mom named him Chikin.(Pics soon)

Note to self #356.

2009-11-14T03:59:26Z

Put bra on BeeFoooRee shirt.
Not vice versa.

oh good.

2009-11-11T17:30:22Z

i got gum over everything in my purse.

hahaha.

Two recent experiences that make me love A&M even more:
1. I bought an aggie dress to wear to the Baylor game (that im going to with Jose--ergo sitting like 3 rows up from the field--ergo whoop) and told Jose about it. His response: "Good. Every girl should own an aggie dress." End of conversation.
2. (My personal fave) Picture of George Bush pops up on a movie theatre screen (I dont remember why...) and half the theatre "Whoops" loudly.

Lyrics that i have fallen in love with.

2009-11-08T05:35:50Z

Save for a few of those late night episodes, missed oppurtunites, and "I don't care"s; there's not a lot i feel obligated to share or talk about.
This may sound mad but dont take it the wrong way--
I love you, however..you hold me down.
You're the echos of my everything youre the emptiness the whole world sings at night.
You're the laziness of afternoon, youre the reason why i burst and why i bloom.

i sort of love my life sometimes haha

2009-11-05T16:50:33Z

i think that the ticket i got from A&M on Tues. may no longer exist....
...
Yep..just verified.
I dont have to pay this ticket.
Holy Cow Jesus is AMAZING.

It felt necessary.

2009-11-04T18:05:41Z

My name is Megan Wood.
I am the daughter of Tina Allright; a beautifiul, smart, slightly paranoid woman who is goofy and wonderful.
I am the daughter of Kenneth Woods; a hard working, fun, and loving man who can always make me laugh and/or roll my eyes.
They would do anything for me, they do everything for me.
I am the sister of one of the strongest teenagers I know; a 14 year old who can and will change the lives of the kids at Hargrave HS.
I am the daughter of the Lord Most High. Who amazes me with His Love, Who deals with my imperfections and pettiness, Who sacrificed everything so that i can be free.
I am the roommate of a girl named Emily; who may be the only person on Earth whose personality is a perfect puzzle piece to mine. Who i can talk to about anything, who i can pray and praise with, who is one of many blessings ive been given.

Tomorrow morning I'll be meeting with an advising counselor at the College of Liberal Arts at TAMU.
Friday I'll be meeting with a surgeon.
In a week I'll be taking a Spanish placement test.
In 3 weeks i'll be with those nearest to my heart.
In a month and a half i'll be sending in my application to TAMU. (Whoop)
In 3 and a half months i'll no longer be a teenager.
-These plans are subjective. God's Will has a tendency to throw all my expectations for a loop.

My soul sings. My soul sings. My soul sings:

HOW I LOVE YOU.

its difficult

2009-11-04T16:38:38Z

for me to post like i used to.

Studying for Speech Midterm:

2009-10-27T15:11:47Z

-Information Overload = When we take in more information than we can process but we realize there is still more information we are expected to know.

hahahahahaha.
Story of my life.
I got offered a job at Charming Charlies this morning.

boomshamegan @ 2009-10-26T20:09:00

2009-10-27T01:52:04Z

I have been a wreck lately.
I'm finally gaining some of my joy/self/sanity back, though.
I'm currently tyring to rid myself of Plato's Closet.
Blindly trying to find a job in this economy with the holiday season quickly approaching is very stressful.
Combine that with about a thousand other stresses that i really dont care to get into right now...and you get a very depressed/lost/crazy Megan.

I've been really strong in the Lord lately...but i had myself a nice little slip-up this weekend. Not a terrible one, but one that shouldn't have happened, regardless. I was reminded of this by a lovely text this morning...sent last night at around 11:30pm: "Hey make-out friend!! :) What are you doing?!"..............................................................Yeah, i dont think so.

So i went to my gparents house on Sunday to carve pumpkins and have lunch with my family. Its a yearly tradition and im really glad that i made a point to go. It pissed everyone off at the PCloset that i took off, but who cares? While i was there my mom surprised me by taking me to get a frame to accent my certificate from Blinn College that i didnt even know i received. Apparently i have been nominated Who's Who for Blinn. Prettyyyy cool, i have to say. But it made me a little sad. I know i could be doing so much more academically than i am. I could be in organizations, be in a leadership role...but i feel like i dont have the time. Another thing that made me a little sad.....i dont really see myself as a mother--maybe ever. With the diabetes comes sooo many freaking complications that i'd much rather adopt or not have kids at all. Or at least thats my overall mindset right now. However, i pushed a 5 year old boy in a swing and listened to him giggle yesterday and it sort of hit a soft spot. I'm good with kids. I love kids. Who knows..who knows..

Again in class today...another reason for a little sadness...a guy did his tribute speech on his great grandfather. He said that his favorite quality of his gpaws was the way he loved his wife. He said that his gpaw was never ashamed to say it, never ashamed to show it. That a month before he passed away he wrote his wife a letter...thanking her for loving him, making him a better man, a better christain.... And as i listened to this guy read this letter i'm so so very envious. I want a christain guy. I want to be loved the way on a christain man can love.

So i guess the conclusion that i've come to after this week...is that im ready to grow up. Grow up academically. Grow up spiritually. Grow up in my relationships.
With that said...here are pictures of the pumpkin i carved on Sunday. (Reminder: Blaire is the name Emily and I gave to our apartment)

The bad news:

2009-10-19T16:58:54Z

is that time flies.
The good news is that you're the pilot.
Cheesy, but i like it.

,My brother's first homecoming dance..

My parents new child.

My daddy at Scholarship luncheon.
Today is his 41st birthday.

My mom saw this little white church in Brenham.
So apparently im getting married there.
So we took this picture as a "Before".
The "After" being me in a wedding dress...the man in the picture being my husband.

..
Thanks madre.
I dont even a boyfriend.
lol.

Last night's breakaway.

2009-10-14T16:37:55Z

Hit like a ton of bricks.

(Im posting this to make sure i elaborate later, when im not rushing out the door.)

Maybe our love will spread like fire.

2009-10-13T16:21:46Z

I have had another semi-mini-breakdown.

Its really hard to post when you haven't been writing on here for awhile.
But i will try.

Right now, God keeps showing me that He cares about me even when i'm failing. Even when i know i'm not handling his tests and the situations He puts me in correctly.
I am trying, though.

My computer "crashed" two nights ago and I about lost my mind. This was one huge issue in a line of huge issues. But i prayed and layed it all down to the Lord and now my laptop is perfect now.

I'm having major job problems. Major. I'm not sure that i really want to get into all of them right now. Besides, Paige is the only one who would really be able to hear it all. But peace comes in spurts when i allow it to. I just have to constantly remind myself to breathe.

Something silly that "broke my heart" yesterday....there's a guy in my music class..Will..that i've never spoken to but always smiled at and what not. And for some reason i got it in my head that he always made himself available to smile at me, too, or something like that, i dont know. And then I saw end up sitting a few rows away from him at Breakaway.I see him, arms in the air, praising God. This is right after i hear a sermon on how i need to be dating a Godly man, ectectect. And so right then and there there are tears brought to my eyes...i'm sitting here thinking "Thank God!" because earlier this week i was wondering if he was a christain or not. So i make this plan to talk to him but not pursue, ya know, like it should be. But suddenly he's always on the other side of the universe during class and i never get a chance to say anything. This was a week ago. I get frustrated. Yesterday i heard the teacher say his last name so last night i looked him up on Facebook just to scope it out. Yeahhh, he has a girlfriend that he's deeply in love with and has been dating for 17 years and blahblahblah.
The dissapointment and straight up depression that followed this discovery was ridiculous. IVE NEVER SPOKEN TO HIM.
hahaha.

It was more the principle, i guess. I was holding out for a christain guy who seemed to be running at the same pace as me....not dating Jose or going after the hot guy in my speech class who smokes weed. And then he's "taken away" from me...even though he wasn't really mine in the first place, haha. Idk, its hard to explain.

In other news...I love my roommate: And i've refound my love for Harrys:

A little visual of the previous post.

2009-09-28T15:58:46Z

WHOOP!!                                                                                                        Em's brother's ring dunk.


Ohhh windstorms.                                                                                    Platos about two (ish) weeks ago.

Oh the joy of the Lord is my strength

2009-09-24T05:44:14Z

I had forgotten.
How wondefully happy, full, and free just being in tune and connected with God can be.
For real. Having your perspective & focus in the right place....there's no comparison.
Why and how did i live any other way?

Worthy is the Lamb who was slain, holy, holy is He.
Sing a new song to Him who sits on Heaven's mercy seat.
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty.
Who was and is and is to come.
With all creation i sing praise to the Kings of Kings.
You are my Everything.
And i will adore You.
JESUS YOUR NAME IS POWER, BREATH OF LIVING WATER, SUCH A MARVELOUS MYSTERY.

today.

2009-09-04T16:40:29Z

i called and made an appointment with the TAMU admissions office.
....
i feel like im running out of time to decide what i want to be. where i want to go.

i suppose it makes sense to go to A&M though. i am already here. and i already have a shirt.

boomshamegan @ 2009-09-02T11:15:00

2009-09-02T16:27:32Z

Okay so.
I love Blinn. Being at school has just put me in this great mood all the time.
My music appreciation class is gonna freaking ball out of control. Straight up. I love it already.
And this is the first semester that ive met someone in each one of my classes. Like i dont dread any of them yet. And that's a nice little change. lol.

Im a little jealous of you, Paige.haha.
I know this may sound insane being as you're probably crazy busy and stressed and tired.
But i wish i could feel me making progress. I know i shouldnt take more than 12 hours whilst working over 30 at Platos.
But i want to feel more like im getting somewhere in my life, i guess.

No more boy. But no sad story.
We're friends.

I'm determined to make this semester a great one.
With friends, memories, and love. :)

Now when i caught myself

2009-08-29T17:36:32Z

I had to stop myself.
I'm saying something that i should have never thought of.
And you, you're pushing and pulling me down to you.
But i dont know what i want.

You've got it, you've got it
Some kind of magic.
Hypnotic, Hypnotic.
You're leaving my breathless.
I hate this, I hate this.
You're not the one i believe in.

Take time to realize.

2009-08-25T16:56:07Z

Ohhh livejournal.
So much, so much.
I honestly dont know where to start.

Rob--Legacy Fails is my favorite band down here. Look them up on Myspace defff.

Ill start with Emily. Having a roommate does not suck nearllyyyy as much as i thought it was going to. Actually, so far it doesnt suck at all. I love it.

The Cody situation is sort of a wait and see thing.

Work--same old same old.

Britt: behaving herself. My best friend again. (haha, that sounds so juvenile)

Family: My brother started high school yesterday. Apparently several people in HHS exclaimed about "Megan's little brother". He loved it. And that made me sort of nostalgic. Ohhh, high school. Oh and then when he came home from school my mom was hiding behind the couch only to jump out when he walked in the house and shoot him with a nerf gun (apparently there is an on-going war from the summer in the house?)

...I wear my sunglasses at night.

Your river runs with love for me.

2009-08-17T05:20:42Z

And i will open up my heart and let the Healer set me free.
Im happy to be in the Truth and i will daily lift my hands and sing of when your love came down.
I could sing of your love forever.

Oh, i feel like dancing.
It's foolishness, i know.
But when the world the has seen the light, they will dance with joy, like we're dancing now.

I lift my hands and praise your holy name.

Rid yourself of malice, envy, slander, hypocrisy.

Before Church. After Cody's house.

2009-08-09T16:21:51Z

I have this goal.
Its to sort of look more like i did in High School.
I mean..i embrace the differences in my appearance and appreciate them as signs of growing up.
But i miss the long hair and the weight.

THEN:

NOW: