where has the christmas spirit gone?

On one of my many trips on a bus this week I overheard a young girl, maybe around 20 years of age describing to an aquaintance that she had been to a Puma outlet sale, where everything was 50% off. She went on to tell the other girl how she bought 3 pairs of shoes, and 3 track suits, as well as pants and a top from the Adidas outlet store. In total she said she spent $400.00. Okay... thats fine. But then she goes on to tell this other girl that she couldnt afford to spend money on presents for any family or friends because she "only makes 8 dollars an hour" with that the girl she was talking to replied, "life is too short, you need to treat yourself first." I felt my mouth drop. I do believe we need to treat ourselves sometimes. keyword: sometimes. But at this time of year, on this holiday? Isnt the point of christmas, that we drive into children, to give to others? As well as the story behind christmas, the fact that it isnt even ab0ut presents at all. It is about the day Jesus was born. I truly wish that the girl was just an exception, and that the whole world isnt as cold and greedy as she is. But as a request, I ask that those of you who read this pray for those who do not realize what christmas is about, and also for those less fortunate. Everyone deserves a Merry Christmas.

God Bless.
&Merry Christmas♥

From my Family to yours,
Lots of Love
Kylie

hmmm..

So, i realized that once i am "altered" I wont be the same person anymore. but does that mean what im known for will change? Will what people love about me change? was it that, that made me? I dont think it will, but you never know, the asking might stop, and that would suck alot. alot alot. :(

plural visions.

so, what does it mean when you look in the distance and see the wall, sky, etc shake? almost a quiver-like movement. because i can tell you right now. its happening to me. and im freaking out. heart attack????
ahhh

along for the ride.

Josh is coming home soon. 4 days to be exact. so no big deal but i miss him lots. my hair is getting longer and i like like like it. i missed last episode of glee and i feel like im dying. heart to heart's are good. kyle, i want your orange funnel cake! i do i do. courtney had a birthday today. 19 woot. i love you sweetums. i think i might be coming down with something though. my throat is really sore, and my body aches. yuck. my mom wants me to join farmville. ohhh myyy mother. no WAY. farmville = darkside. i will not join. relient k relient k relient k you are amazing. thank you for coming out and not dissapointing many many fans. b.reith & stephanie smith were awesome too. And toby mac?? welll.. umm.. yea.. not much to say there. :P britnee's grandma was awesome. and bob and ernie should have really come home with me. i miss you yoony. and when i say that i mean it. hope your play goes/went well :) sorority life is my life and i would really appreciate it if more ladies joined my house. big deal. cory is silly sometimes. he does his smiley faces with noses.. aka. :-) like.. who does that? OHH YEA. Cory does. haha. there you happy? i have learned how to make london fogs at home. PRAISE THE LORD! so so yummy. i think i need a new house coat. and ohhh myyy. i am not wearing my slippers right now. ohhhh goodness gracious. well thats alright. they will be on in a short amount of time. maybe i will go watch a movie with my mom? what do you think? no? yes? maybe? i dont really care all that much sorry. im going to go and sing a lullaby to my pet cat. he is fat. a fat cat who is orange. and by the way orange cats are mean. and they hurt people and its not cool. okay.

adios amigos.
aRRRRiibaaa!!

ky.

`and we'll be a dancing generation••••

lets talk about this for a second. okay? lets talk about why you hate me. lets talk about how you dont even know me. lets talk about how no matter how hard i try to change it my favorite color will be always be purple. lets talk about how im a kid in a grownups body. YOU DONT KNOW ME! "just let it melt"

i have ideas for this blog. whenever i hear a sermon i write notes in this notebook that i have. I have decided that I will post the notes onto here. just another coppy of it. this way i can let the word of god be spread farther than just my church! YO can I get a Witness?[ HUUUHHHH]

also also also. just a little side note about yours truly. umm.. no big deal or anything. 5th concert this year TONIGHT!!

RELIENT K & TOBY MAC & DAVID CROWDER! all the good people.

I AM SO HAPPY AND EXCITED ♥

ttfn.

vancouvers lights.

I watched as her breath came out of her mouth, slowly forming in the cold air coming out in cloudy swirls. there was more blood now. I held her arm, putting pressure on the wound. WHERE WAS THE AMBULANCE? If they didnt get here quick I was going to lose my friend. "Dont worry, it will be okay, just stay still, keep breathing, I know it hurts, just a few more minutes I promise" I said trying to keep my voice calm. She was closing her eyes now, her breathing slowing. I had never known anyone who had died before, which is odd considering im 18, but my great grandparents, and grandparents had all died before I was born. I never had to deal with the grief. What if she died tonight? What if I never got to see her again, talk about Paul with her again, tell her secrets about my mom, laugh about the stupid girls at school. I felt my face, it was hot and sticky, I was crying, I wiped my eyes. "Lizzie, please dont die. I cant get through high school alone. I need you. Your my best friend. please dont die" Just then I heard the sirens coming from down the street. As they came closer I kissed Lizzie on the cheek. I watched her, her breath as cloudy swirls. The ambulance was right beside me now. The paramedics getting their gear. Lizzie was really pale now, lips turning blue, I watched her breath, praying it wouldnt stop. Then I saw no more cloudy swirls, no more movement in her chest, no more breathing. A paramedic kneeled beside me and checked Lizzie's pulse "Time of death: 10:37, I'm really sorry about your loss, if you would please stand back while we get her onto the gurney". I stood up and looked around, the street so abandoned, I felt so lost, and confused of what had happened in the past hour. This shouldnt have happened, I shouldnt have gotten involved. I pulled out my cellphone dialed a number and waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello" she said
"Mom" I started to weep, my nose all runny, and my vision blurred "umm, mom, Lizzie, she umm, shes gone mom, shes gone".
"Sweety, whats the matter? What happened? Where did lizzie go? Do you need me to pick you up?" My mom sounded panicked.
"Mom, Lizzie.. she died tonight, a few minutes ago actually" I was onto crying now, streams of tears coming down my face.
Nothing. Not a sound came from the other side of this conversation. I could picture my moms face, blank stare, and mouth open. then a sound.. some sniffling. through sniffles she whispered.
"ill be right there".