All I can do is be me

All I can do is be me

Not thinking of what people see

Because just being me

Is the perfect cup of tea.

All I can do is be me

No I’m not perfect at all

I’m not very tall

I’m not even small

But I can give my all.

All I can do is be me

Run around like a maniac

Try not to give my parents a heart attack

So just cut me some slack

And I’ll be there to have your back.

All I can do is be me

Thinking outside the box

Being sneaky like a sly fox.

All I can do is be me

Giving out care and love

Wanting to fly like a dove

Being way high above

But when push comes to shove

I’ll always be there to catch you cause,

All I can do is be me…

My ABC's

All the arms around

Barley breach the border

Coming between us continuous and constant collisions of

Drums drowning down

Escaping nothing exciting

Falling further and further

Gathering great thought

Hoping for help

In interruption

Jolts out jesters of joy

Kingdoms kindle the happiness

Luminescent lanterns lie

Making me move

Nothing near nonsense

Opening up origins outstretched

Past peer and planes

Quickly quietly questioning what’s

Right round the river

Sneaking slowly and softly

Towards triumph

Undoing unnecessary

Violence giving virtue vastly

Wanting wander and no worry

eXtraordinary exclamations

You yearn yet you

Zestfully zone in and out of Zen.

I Wish..

I wish for a world of piece

But we know that can’t be complete

I wish for good days

to sit in the sun’s rays

I wish for a star to appear

And for you to hear

I wish for all my family’s sadness

to be replaced with only happiness

I wish for a long life

and to become a loving wife

I wish to grow taller

but sometimes i like being smaller

I wish never to be lonely

And to be with you only

I wish…  

Surrounded

Im surrounded by people
who love to sing
Whats new pussy cat
and other crazy things
Im surrounded by people
who love to laugh
joking around
in the middle of class
Im surrounded by people
of all diffrent kinds
but we all get along
and speak our minds
Im surrounded by people
with creative ways
ill always remember them
for all of my days.

Dear, House on the Corner

Dear, house on the corner

 It is not december, it is not christmas yet. you are always the first to decorate for the holidays, but this year you do not win for first up with decorations because you skipped thanksgiving. News flash it is a holiday too! Your decorations while distracting to whomever turns the corner and almost hits the oncoming car, are very cool and flashy, But your neighborhood would appritiate it if you would hold your horses and wait till after thanksgiving.

please and thank you, The girl named Pete 

 November is a great month. Holidays and birthdays, My mom turned 29 on saturday the 12th. no she did not really turn 29 but my sister and I decided to make her a cake and put 29 on it to make her laugh. she is an amazing mom, she does so much for me and my two sisters,and also our two dogs. She does a lot at work comes home sews for her new purse buisness and makes dinner. She is a super mom. 

                                                                My Dad and Mom

My cousin Calvin turned 10 I think I can never keep track of his age on the 15th hes growing up to fast, My other cousin Emma is turning 13! on sunday. I can not believe it, she can not be 13, she can not be a teenager yet. Im 4 years older than her, but we would hang out all the time. Playing in the front yard and back yard of her old house. Making tents and pretending we were in the circus. I miss those days but will always remember them no matter how old we get.

                                                                    Emma and Michelle 

I've been thinking

I think about you
and i hope you think about me
I think about things
that are confusing to me
I think about good times
and even the bad.
I think about the fun I've had.
I think about my family
and how I can help
I think, i'm just me,
and I need help.
I think about my Maggie,
and how she loves me so.
I think of how to make her better
and loves all that will help her go.
I think about others,
even if they don't think of me.
I think i'm a good person.
I guess ill just wait and see.
I think about the future,
and whats in store.
I think about a lot of things,
then I think even more, and more.

The girl named Pete

So this is my first blog ever. What to write about. Well as you can see my blogs name is "words from a girl named Pete" and yep that is my name, well at least my nick name. Most if not all my friends call me Pete or Petey, and even some of my teachers. My real name though is Melanie, so how do you get Pete from that? Well you don't. I got the name Pete from my dad. The Doctor and he decided that I was going to be a boy, not a girl. My mom and nurses believed that i was going to be a girl. But the doctor and my dad disagreed, so my dad decided on the name Pete. Not Peter just Pete. To my dad and the doctors surprise I was a girl, sucks for them huh. My dad thought that it would still be cool to name me Pete but my mom had decided on the name Melanie. Pete stuck though, my dad called me Pete all the time, come to think of it I have hardly herd him call me Melanie at all. I like it that way though. My mom and sisters alternate between my names when they talk to me it’s kind of funny. And I have noticed some times when my mom yells for me or at me she yells Petey Ann instead of Melanie, it makes me laugh but I know I should do what she wants. My family outside of my house has also always called me Pete or Petey I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Now the name Pete didn’t catch on at school for a very long time. The only friend that called me Pete for a while was my friend Jackie because she would hang out with my family so much. I joined her soccer team and our coach realized something one day. that I would listen to my dad on the sidelines more than I would listen to him because my coach was calling me Melanie, but my dad was yelling Pete, I responded to Pete way more on the soccer field than I did Melanie. I do not know why but it works. After my coach and team started calling me Pete it caught on at school, so my other friends started calling me Pete, I started playing softball with my sister and her friends who are a year older than me and Pete caught on with them too. I was Pete to everyone except my teachers. Until the fifth grade that is, one of my fifth grade teachers asked me one day why I was called Pete and if she could call me that. I was surprised, I thought "yeah!" I told her she could and she was my only teacher to call me that till I got to high school. Freshmen year i tried out for the soccer team and made it with all my friends, and they all called me Petey, or Pete. My coach then asked if she could call me Pete, I told her sure, but she only called me that a few times.

Junior year is when i started to go by Pete on my papers and grade sheet in one class all because of one teacher. H. The first day of class going through roll she told us to tell her the name we go by. She got to me and said Melanie McNichols, I had your sister. Do you go by Mel? I told her no she asked me if I just went by Melanie, I told her No I go by Pete or Petey with my friends but not my teachers. She gave me a silly look and said really? My friends in the class all said yep. And she decided that from then on I was Petey in her class. I loved it. It was funny how confused some people were when they heard friends from my class call me Petey. Because they had just gotten to know me or they just met me and I told them my name was Melanie. Now i know to introduce myself as Melanie and or Petey as I am called by my friends. Some of my friends even get confused when someone asks for Melanie; they have no clue who that person is because they have called me Petey for so long. I love it.

                Well if anyone reads this I hope I didn’t bore you. It was much longer than I intended but I promise, I will try not to be boring with my posts and hope to make you smile and laugh.

With Love, the girl named Pete