Blogging is harder than I thought...

So I missed a few days but that is because I have been crazy busy with exams and writing papers.. But enough with excuses.. Gonna get caught up in this post..

Day 2: Meaning behind your blog name
Let me break it down.. Melody
Well I have always been really into music. Through out my education I have been in music classes and and listen to music constantly. While I am doing homework, cleaning, I'll even have the radio on while I am watching TV... Weird I know. So Melody came out of that. Also I just love the name. lol If I ever have a girl her name is going to be Melody, despite what my future husband wants... No say in the matter with this one.
Anne
Anne is my middle name and I am the 3rd generation female on my mom's side of the family with that middle name.. So it means a lot to me. It also goes back to my future daughter's name because Melody Anne sounds pretty together. Not only does it keep tradition alive but also sounds nice.
88
This one is simple. It's the year I was born. lol When I make user names I usually end it with either 88 or 92. 88 is simple enough to understand but 92 was the year my favorite movie was released. (It's Newsies in case you were wondering)


Day 3: Your first love


I don't think I have ever been "in love" so to speak. But my first serious crush was in the 1st grade on a boy named Derek. He was one of my best friends and I absolutely adored him. Not that he would ever know but I practically worshiped the ground he walked on. He turned into a dick later on but I look back on my grade school days fondly. lol


Day 4: Your parents


My parents got divorced when I was about 5 years old. There is a lot of baggage when it comes to my parents so I'm gonna talk about them individually. Which makes sense because I grew up with them being apart. lol
Mom
My mom is the most wonderful human being I have ever met. She is probably one of my very best friends. I tell her everything and I genuinely enjoy hanging out with her. She was the one to take me out for my first legal drink when I turned 21 for goodness sake. lol Granted there were times that she pulled the mom card on me and I got in trouble and what not while I was growing up but I always understood her reasoning even though I didn't like it. lol She worked so hard as a single parent working 3 jobs just so my brother and I could have a somewhat normal life and be able to do things. I would be so lost without her.
Dad
My Dad is another story all together. Not once have I ever doubted his love for my brother and I but when you are an alcoholic you aren't that dependable. I would only see him about twice a month and when I got into high school it was sometimes less than that. Even though he couldn't put down the bottle, ever memory I have of him was a good one. He never had a lot of money and when we were at his house and we wanted to go out to dinner or something he would pay for my brother and I to eat but he would do without dinner. Just do he could take us out to do something. He is a great man just really sick. The only bad memories I have of him are when he WASN'T there. Like he wouldn't show up for band concerts or Christmas morning and what not. Those are the only bad memories I have of him. Things are changing now though. He has been sober for a year and a half now and I talk to him on the phone a few times a week. even though I am 22 years old now I am finally able to have a relationship with him even though it is long distance. Which I am grateful for every day.


Well That's it for today. I'm all caught up. Lets see if I remember to do this tomorrow!