I Need Your Help...

     See, my friend got her page hacked on Facebook, and the hacker is negotiating to give it back if this status can get 200 likes.  It started out as only 100, but the hacker changed his/her mind, and now it's 200.  So, can you give my friend a little help?  If you're on Facebook, go ahead and give this status a like:

https://www.facebook.com/SheWhoHasNoExpressions/posts/301757909909006

Thanks a lot, guys.  You're the best.

Toodles,
Max

Late Bloomer

     Yes, I'm talking about me.  Why am I calling myself a late bloomer?  Because I am 18 years old, and I finally got my driver's license today.  The lady that I took my test with said I was slow.  But she said it in a much nicer way.  But hey, I'm cool with being slow.  I wasn't used to the gas and brake system on my mom's car.  Her brake is really touchy, and her gas pedal has to be basically stomped on for you to go anywhere.  So yeah, I was slow.  But I passed, and now can legally be on the roads.  I also (finally) got my car licensed and insured, and I picked up some plates for her (yes, it's a her, and her name is Nessie, because she's big and green, like the Loch Ness monster.  Deal with it).  Now, all we need to do is get a new battery, filter out the two-year-old gas from the gas tank, remove the bunk bed my parents decided to shove in her trunk, and remove the cobwebs from the driver's side (Yeah, there's cobwebs.  Sad, right?).  But, soon, she be as good and clean as when I bought her!

     Well, I know this was short and sweet, but I have a humongo headache, so I am going to crash, and sleep until the sun is well beyond the horizon.  Goodnight, my friends.

This is Maximum Sunshine, signing off.  Αντίο και ο Θεός ταχύτητας.

Talk About Fickle. . .

     So, he de-friended me again.  Talk about fickle, eh?  Can't make up his mind, or what?  Oh well.  Whatever trips his fickle trigger, I guess.
     So, I woke up this morning, and my throat kinda hurt.  Well, as the day progressed, I realized that one of the glands in my neck was swelling.  Great, huh?  So, I've been downing Exedrin to keep the swelling down so I can actually swallow.  I have a feeling work is going to suck this weekend if the swelling keeps up, 'cause I can't have more then 8 Exedrin within a span of 24 hours.  Bleh.  Well, I'm going to crash.  Goodnight, everyone.

This is Maximum Sunshine, signing off.  Αντίο και ο Θεός ταχύτητας.

A New Chapter. . .

     And no, I don't mean a new chapter in one of my stories.  This is a new chapter of my life.

     Evening, everyone.  Well, I am officially an high school alumni, now.  Graduation was Sunday (May 6) and I am so glad it's over, just not for the reason you'd think.  I'm glad it's over because the days leading up to it were so stressful and emotion-boggling that I'm still feeling the effects of it.  Ugh.  So.  Much.  Drama.  It's true, I am glad to be out of high school, but only a little.  In truth, most of me didn't want to graduate.  For one, I had just gotten to know some people I hadn't taken the time to get to know before, and now, all of a sudden, I don't have the time I want to get to know them even better.  It's rather sad, and I'm going to miss them.  In the course of my senior year, I made some new friends, and sadly, lost some that I thought I'd be friends with forever.  Graduation really is the ultimate friendship-tester.

     My sister made me a beautiful scrapbook for my graduation gift.  And get this: she made it out of brown paper bags.  It is very, shall we say, interactive; it's got pockets, and little flip-opens inside, with gift cards in little homemade envelopes, CD's, and pictures hidden everywhere.  It's so awesome, and she'd been working on it since January.  Talk about love.  Here are some pictures:

     Those are all the pages, in order.  Isn't that awesome?!  I love it!

     So, the one person I was hoping would come to my reception, didn't come.  I don't think he even came to graduation.  I was disappointed, because I was hoping that him coming would signal the end to this ridiculous silence that has been between us for almost two years.  He did add me back on Facebook, today, though.  Better than where we were, I guess. 


     I know that there was more stuff I wanted to talk about, but I just can't remember at the moment.  So here are some pics from graduation:

My entire class; I'm in the front, fourth from the right.

Me and my older sis

   

Me and my mom

Me and my bro-in-law

Walking down.  From left to right: Me, James, and Meriam

The five of us, from left to right: Kayla, Meriam, Anna, Me, Sarah

     Until I remember what else I was going to tell you:

This is Maximum Sunshine, signing off.  Αντίο και ο Θεός ταχύτητας.