So, I'm a little late today writing my Christmas blog, I planned to have it up before three this afternoon but here it is almost eight o'clock, and theres still things to be done before Christmas Day tomorrow.
I just wanted to wish all you faithful readers a Merry Christmas, and to tell you all some little lesson about Christmas, after all this is Inspirations Haven. ((Ya know, I just might change the blog title to that, I'll put it to a vote later))
So, Christmas is a time of giving, as it is recieving and I just wanted to remind you of one little thing this holiday season, and no, I wont go into a religion rant on you.
As we all know, jolly Old St. Nick brings us presents every Christmas Eve ((hehe)) and we get to wake up on Christmas morning to tons of presents and going from one relatives' house to another, picking up gifts as we go.
Can I please just remind you that as you are doing this, be grateful for what you got, even if your great grandma got you the ugliest sweater on earth that your being forced to wear.
Be grateful for what you have, and as your getting these presents, give back. If not a present for Christmas, at least be courteous and say thank you to everyone. And be nice, for goodness sake, it's CHRISTMAS.
Be happy.
Or I'll send my elves after you.
^-^
Merry Christmas.
xo
Kayy
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
This is the Story of a Girl.....
Can I interrupt our usual inspirational happy thoughts for a moment please?
I would like to tell you a rather sad story today but I promise is has a point.
Meet Angel.
I met her back in, eh, summer of '05, maybe '06.
It was at summer camp, a Christian summer camp I was in love with when I was young and regarded it as my second home.
Remind me later and maybe I'll do a post for you about Camp Ba Yo Ca.
But anyway, this was basically my last year here at camp and quiet honestly I just figured out why. But we'll get to that later. Onward...
So it was my first time getting to stay in the Lodge with the older girls ((BaYoCa was a 7-17 camp, girls in July, and normally the younger girls got to stay in the cabins.))
I was so excited to get to stay in the Lodge, and I guess it was safe to say that I had maybe one good friend with me, Ashley, at this time at camp.
Well, we met Angel, one of the girls in another cabin but on our side of the Lodge. Ashley and Angel were one year older than me, and to be honest I kind of looked up to Angel. She was like a big sister to me, and for that week, a very best friend.
I remember the second day we were there, on our way back to the Lodge up the massive hill we had to walk up, me, Ashley, and Angel started singing "American Idiot" by Green Day, censoring everything of course, and then decided to make it a tradition that everyday when we go up and down the hill we would sing Gretchen Wilson's "Redneck Woman." Heh, it's safe to say I loved Angel.
I won't tell you too much about her because, well, quite frankly, I'm not too sure on how she's doing so I don't want to...cause trouble.
I want you to know her story but not know enough about her to get in trouble.
So, we'll leave it with saying that Angel wasn't a Christian, which I didn't have a problem with, plently of people at camp weren't. But that's still not the point, Angel was in deep trouble. I mean like mega, super, oh-my-god-Angel type trouble.
At the end of the week, I had to tell her goodbye.
I had plently of pictures to remember her bye, some that now I value so much that they would be the first things I'd try to save in a fire.
It sounds stupid but it's true...
Why? Because...
one night, while I was sitting at home about a week after camp had ended, the phone rang.
It was Angel's mom...Angel ran away and they couldn't find her anywhere.
Now, during our week at camp...Angel had told us she was going to do this, had told us the details she had laid out....and it wasn't good...
I knew that I couldn't let her do this, and I tried to beg her out of it. But...she wouldn't listen...
I didn't want to tell anyone about her plans, well because I swore to her I wouldn't.
But that night, I remember her mom crying on the phone, and I remember telling her mom everything Angel had told me...
To be honest, it's hard to just type this...because I can't believe my mistakes.
And I now know that I never wanted to return to camp...because Angel wouldn't be there..and I fear the memories would be too much. I mean it sounds cliche and a bit stupid because it's not like she's dead...she's just gone away from me, and she took with her any joy that I could get from camp.
However, I do know that...Angel's story needs to be shared, at least I believe so, because...maybe what I'll say in a minute will get through to some of the ignorant people of the world...
Back to Angel...
They never found her...no one saw or heard from her for almost a year.
I saw her about a year ago...working at the food court in the mall.
I guess she's doing okay, we didn't say a word to each other but I think that's because it was understood.
I miss Angel.
Alot.
There's days where I think about her for hours on end.
Now, I know alot of you are probably thinking that's a bit lesbian of me, but think about it. I went through alot with Angel, and I think she played a significant part in my life.
A big part really.
After hearing about her disappearance, it started making me think alot about friends.
And I know I've already done a blog on friendship, but this one is really cherish your friends.
You never know when you're going to lose them.
And that...I wish I had told someone about Angel's plans....when I saw her at the mall she didn't look in the best shape ever.
And I always think that maybe if I had told someone about her plans...then maybe someone could have talked her out of it, someone could have kept her from doing it.
Then again, who knows, maybe she did it because things weren't all that great.
My point is that you need to cherish your friends, and...if there's something they tell you that you think isn't exactly best for them...then tell them about it and tell them your thoughts. Do what you think is right and best for them.
It's sad not to hear from them for a year then seeing them work at Taco Bell......
xo
Kayy
P.S. To all my friends, present and past, I just want to tell you guys that I really do appreciate all my friends, and care about all of you guys.
I love you.
Kayy
I would like to tell you a rather sad story today but I promise is has a point.
Meet Angel.
I met her back in, eh, summer of '05, maybe '06.
It was at summer camp, a Christian summer camp I was in love with when I was young and regarded it as my second home.
Remind me later and maybe I'll do a post for you about Camp Ba Yo Ca.
But anyway, this was basically my last year here at camp and quiet honestly I just figured out why. But we'll get to that later. Onward...
So it was my first time getting to stay in the Lodge with the older girls ((BaYoCa was a 7-17 camp, girls in July, and normally the younger girls got to stay in the cabins.))
I was so excited to get to stay in the Lodge, and I guess it was safe to say that I had maybe one good friend with me, Ashley, at this time at camp.
Well, we met Angel, one of the girls in another cabin but on our side of the Lodge. Ashley and Angel were one year older than me, and to be honest I kind of looked up to Angel. She was like a big sister to me, and for that week, a very best friend.
I remember the second day we were there, on our way back to the Lodge up the massive hill we had to walk up, me, Ashley, and Angel started singing "American Idiot" by Green Day, censoring everything of course, and then decided to make it a tradition that everyday when we go up and down the hill we would sing Gretchen Wilson's "Redneck Woman." Heh, it's safe to say I loved Angel.
I won't tell you too much about her because, well, quite frankly, I'm not too sure on how she's doing so I don't want to...cause trouble.
I want you to know her story but not know enough about her to get in trouble.
So, we'll leave it with saying that Angel wasn't a Christian, which I didn't have a problem with, plently of people at camp weren't. But that's still not the point, Angel was in deep trouble. I mean like mega, super, oh-my-god-Angel type trouble.
At the end of the week, I had to tell her goodbye.
I had plently of pictures to remember her bye, some that now I value so much that they would be the first things I'd try to save in a fire.
It sounds stupid but it's true...
Why? Because...
one night, while I was sitting at home about a week after camp had ended, the phone rang.
It was Angel's mom...Angel ran away and they couldn't find her anywhere.
Now, during our week at camp...Angel had told us she was going to do this, had told us the details she had laid out....and it wasn't good...
I knew that I couldn't let her do this, and I tried to beg her out of it. But...she wouldn't listen...
I didn't want to tell anyone about her plans, well because I swore to her I wouldn't.
But that night, I remember her mom crying on the phone, and I remember telling her mom everything Angel had told me...
To be honest, it's hard to just type this...because I can't believe my mistakes.
And I now know that I never wanted to return to camp...because Angel wouldn't be there..and I fear the memories would be too much. I mean it sounds cliche and a bit stupid because it's not like she's dead...she's just gone away from me, and she took with her any joy that I could get from camp.
However, I do know that...Angel's story needs to be shared, at least I believe so, because...maybe what I'll say in a minute will get through to some of the ignorant people of the world...
Back to Angel...
They never found her...no one saw or heard from her for almost a year.
I saw her about a year ago...working at the food court in the mall.
I guess she's doing okay, we didn't say a word to each other but I think that's because it was understood.
I miss Angel.
Alot.
There's days where I think about her for hours on end.
Now, I know alot of you are probably thinking that's a bit lesbian of me, but think about it. I went through alot with Angel, and I think she played a significant part in my life.
A big part really.
After hearing about her disappearance, it started making me think alot about friends.
And I know I've already done a blog on friendship, but this one is really cherish your friends.
You never know when you're going to lose them.
And that...I wish I had told someone about Angel's plans....when I saw her at the mall she didn't look in the best shape ever.
And I always think that maybe if I had told someone about her plans...then maybe someone could have talked her out of it, someone could have kept her from doing it.
Then again, who knows, maybe she did it because things weren't all that great.
My point is that you need to cherish your friends, and...if there's something they tell you that you think isn't exactly best for them...then tell them about it and tell them your thoughts. Do what you think is right and best for them.
It's sad not to hear from them for a year then seeing them work at Taco Bell......
xo
Kayy
P.S. To all my friends, present and past, I just want to tell you guys that I really do appreciate all my friends, and care about all of you guys.
I love you.
Kayy
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