The Gift

So, there's been this song that I've been searching for for quite a long time. It's called "The Gift" and unfortunately that's all I could remember beyond what the song was about and it was made more complicated because Jim Brickman has a song that's also called "The Gift". And so, tonight I was looking for the song, trying to find the lyrics so I could look it up on youtube and I finally found it! This song is so amazing that every time I hear it I always want to cry. The message is so wonderful. It's about an orphaned girl named Maria, who finds a bird with a broken wing and decides she's going to nurse the bird and get it's wing all better. She buys a cage with the last money she has and puts it in there and takes it with her and everything and then that night (it's christmas time) people are going to the church where there's a gift giving service for the manger there. Well... so many people had brought wonderful gifts like incense and perfumes and diamonds that Maria felt embarrassed because she didn't have anything except for the bird. So she waited 'till midnight so that no one would see how sad she looked and went in crying because she had nothing to give beyond her bird when she suddenly hear's the Lord's voice asking her what it is she's brought, and that she let the bird out so He can see. And as she opens up the cage the bird comes flying out, its wing good as new. Once the bird leaves the bells begin to strike as midnight has come and right then the bird begins to sing its song that no words could say because it was such a sacred tune. All Maria did was sit and listen and realize that the birds' song was a gift fit for a king. Every time I heard how humble she is and how compassionate the Lord is and that he would truly do something like that... I want to cry. The Lord loves every single person in this world. Even if all we have to give is the clothes on our back or a bird that we found on the roadside. My Lord loves me dearly. I know this with such fierce power that I really am beginning to understand why I'm going on a mission. Theres so many people out there who feel lost, or unloved or unworthy or unwanted and they have no idea that there is someone out there who wants them and feels so much love for them. This is why I need to go out and teach people. Because they deserve to feel as if they have someone in their lives they can trust and who will love them unconditionally. If anything, I have learned that the Lord loves unconditionally. And if I hadn't, how could I go out and teach people that the Atonement is real? That our Savior lives and that he Died for us because he feels so much love towards us? Even during the times that I feel alone or unwanted (mostly by boys ;)) I can't ever forget that there is someone who see's how I'm hurting. He knows exactly what I need and he will provide. Even some of the times when I am not asking but just crying out to Him. Somehow... my Lord always finds a way to give me comfort. Whether it's in the form of a friend and the amazing words they have to say about something that had happened or in a simple sign that happened so suddenly. I am so excited to go and teach those who need this gospel and who are ready to hear it! I am so excited to let them know that Someone is watching, and someone knows their deep desires and will help them. I can't help but want to cry when I think about that. Or this song that has such a deep, powerful, spiritual meaning to it. It makes me understand the words in a scripture verse "For I was enhungered and ye gave me meat. I was thirsty and ye gave me drink. I was a stranger and ye took me in, naked and ye clothed me. I was imprisoned and ye came unto me."
How wonderful is that? How... amazing and powerful those words are. That someone on this earth has so much compassion to do that for someone else. It also reminds me of The Good Samaritan, how a man was laying on the road side and one of his one kind and one of the other kind (pure blood people) stepped over this man who was hurt and bruised on the side of the road and the only person who would help him was the man of mixed blood whom everyone hated because he didn't have pure blood. How awesome and such a wonderful spirit that person had. To see someone on the side of the road, hurt so badly he can't even move to take himself home, and take that person into his own home even though he knew the man was one of the men who scoffed his kind. Such compassion and what an awesome lesson to learn!

The Gift

A poor orphan girl named Maria
Was walking to market one day
She stopped for a rest by the roadside
Where a bird with a broken wing lay
A few moments passed till she saw it
For its feathers were covered with sand
But soon clean and wrapped it was traveling
In the warmth of Maria's small hand

She happily gave her last peso
On a cage made of rushes and twine
She fed it loose corn from the market
And watched it grow stronger with time

Now the gift giving service was coming
And the church shone with tinsel and light
And all of the townfolks brought presents
To lay by the manger that night
There were diamonds and incense and perfumes
In packages fit for a king
But for one ragged bird in a small cage
Maria had nothing to bring

She waited 'til just before midnight
So no one would see her go in
And crying she knelt by the manger
For her gift was unworthy of Him

Then a voice spoke to her through the darkness
"Maria, what brings you to me?
If the bird in the cage is your offering,
Open the door and let me see."
Though she trembled, she did as He asked her
And out of the cage the bird flew
Soaring up into the rafters
On a wing that had healed good as new

Just then the midnight bells rang out
And the little bird started to sing
A song that no words could recapture
Whose beauty was fit for a king

Now Maria felt blessed just to listen
To that cascade of notes sweet and long
As her offerings was lifted to heaven
By the very first nightingale's song

By: Aselin Debison

So... I've recently been pondering on something that just happened to come up with a friend of mine. We were talking about life and it's challenges and how sometimes, things are not very fun to go through and why we go through them. And then as we were talking, it was mentioned that our Savior had a point in His life where he was a broken person.
For some reason, this surprised me. I'd heard that before but I guess it never registered to me that our very own Savior was broken at one point in time. And that's when He asked the Father "Father, if it be thy will, remove this cup from me, nevertheless not my will, but thine be done." How horrible that must have felt for Him. To be there, suffering the sins of the world and feeling so broken, but knowing he has to go through that before the wrong can be right. I'm feeling eternally grateful that, not only has the Lord gone through what I'm going through right now, but he can help me get past it and he knows that I need to go through what I'm going through in order to grow in wisdom and knowledge.
I can't express how this makes me feel for it feels to strongly for me but... without my Savior I would be nothing. I'd be a person living life but to what end? I can't even describe how sad it makes me feel to think that if I wasn't born into a family who are the member's of the LDS church, and to think that I had no one I could personally relate to in how I feel. There are people out there I'm sure who feel quite similar but to feel the exact same thing as me? I can't believe that my Savior has that much love for me. He and the Father both know how I feel, and what I'm going through and can even read my thoughts to such an extent that it is discreetly distributed about them in blessings that I've recieved. And I am thoroughly amazed by how true this church is. And how much I want to cry with happiness when I think of my Savior and the sacrifice he faced for me. How personal that is. How.... how everything that I'm going through and will go through, my Savior knows exactly those feelings and thoughts and worries and wonderings and happenings that I truly am never alone.
I don't think that I've ever really felt alone. Not in a sense of divine power. Definitely not. No matter what it is that I go through, I know that my Savior is there just waiting for me to call upon Him. There are times when I feel as if I can't feel that amazing spirit. The spirit of the Lord that I've been gifted. And even when I can't feel the spirit, I know that my Savior is watching and listening to me. I, indeed, have questioned the church. It was a frightening thing but the more I read my scriptures and prayed, how much those quesitons left my head.
I feel grateful that I can read the Scriptures and feel the love of my Heavenly Father. Grateful that I can cry about the joy that I feel (even though I'm not a fan of crying). I am so grateful to know that I'm being taken care of. No matter where I go, or what kinds of bad or good decisions I make, the Lord is always watching and has a hand in every single thing I do. An influence upon my soul. I honestly don't know how I'd survive without the gift of the Holy Ghost. I don't know how people can do it. How they can live through life not knowing this feeling. And as time goes by, I'm grateful that I've got the opportunity to serve a mission. There are people there that I, Me, am supposed to teach that only I can really give them the influence to study more thoroughly this church. What an awesome feeling and to be able to know with such great certainty that they can find happiness within it, even when going through hard times, what a difference it will make in there lives. I'm grateful to know how close the Savior is to me. And that he's felt what I've felt and that I can let Him know without feeling ashamed because I've kept the secret or something like that. I'm grateful that He gives me courage and to be brave. And I'm so grateful that I've got the scriptures that I can rely upon. How wonderful they are. What a gift we've been given. These scriptures are like a lifeline to me. By reading my scriptures I can feel the power of the spirit coming upon me and pushin Satan away. Satan and his temptations that he tries to weild upon my heart. How grateful I am to know that I have the strenght to fight and to win. That my Savior is there right by my side and will never, EVER let me down. Even when I can't see what it is he's trying to do for me. And as much as I dislike not knowing what the purpose is for what I'm going through or whatnot, I'm grateful to know that there's a reason and not some dead end road I'm being led to.

And again, I'm so grateful that the Savior atoned for my sins. That I can read upon His words and take comfort in the fact that I'm not the only one who feels this kind of sorrow. That my Savior has felt the same thing and knows how I would handle a certain situation. How he can be by my side spiritually and lead me towards the path most rewarding and worth it for me personally. Such grattitude I feel.

Quickie

So... I'm just on here because I haven't written anything in 4 Months! :o holy moly! haha yeah good grief right? So I'm letting everyone who reads this that I've just signed up for something amazing. I've decided to Volunteer for the Big Brother's Big Sister's program! yay! lol plus got an application for Volunteering to help out animals and stuff. Might as well do something that I'm gonna have my profession in, right? Well, technically it's not quite the same thing but hey, it deals with animals :D So yeah. I'm excited. And I'm also excited for Jenny to come home! I haven't heard much from her and I'm delighted to get to see her again. Hoorah!

Perceptions

I can't help but notice the differences that people have of this world as of late. Not that it can't be helped for I'm living with a girl at the moment who's got HUGE opinions about it and her perceptions are definitely different.
Her and I see things so differently. Comparing things with each other, and if explained well, both sides are both good. She is an art major and she can look at art and see a hidden meaning in it. While I see some types of art and think "Why in the world would they ever want to put this in a museum?" but then again, the way I look at certain things in the world she has a hard time understanding how I see them that way.
On our way home from Oregon we were going through a desert because that's what the trip looked like on the way there and back. A yellowey, brownish look. Possibly some orange. Maybe a cactus here and there and as we were driving in the truck I kept thinking about how the Lord placed beauty on this earth in every aspect. Even in desert's there are animals and insects who thrive on that way of life. So if you're looking at a desert and only simply looking; all you will really see is something brown and ugly. But if you look deeper you can find something wonderful.
So I decided to try it that way. To see if I could find beauty within the uglyness. And, amazingly, I did. We were going over this bridge and as I looked down I saw red rock and further, in the middle of this gap there was a small river. With grass surrounding it all along the edges of each side and it was so... out there. So... different from the rest of the desert. It was beautiful! And I think of that and listen to other's and their ways of thinking about life and earth and think... how amazing it is that you can find that beauty anywhere. Even just looking at something with a different attitude changes the way it can look in your eyes.
It's also amazing to know that each person see's differently. They see color differently than other people. I don't know how people can't take joy in the outdoors when it's so beautiful! Though I suppose that IS just my perception... still.
Anyways yeah... I'm just marveling at the difference in perceptions people have about life and the things that the Lord has made and that men have made. It's all wonderous in it's own way.

Usage of Profanity

Hey all! I need everyone's help. I need to know everyone's views on the usage of profanity. like... examples as to why it's wrong to use, or what it does to you. It'll be very much appreciated! ^_^

~*~Clouds~*~

So... as of late I've been looking at the clouds and thinking about how beautiful they are. I marvel at how the look lately. I mean... half the day it's cloudy and rainy and then suddenly, later on it's completely blue! I don't remember the clouds moving around this quickly. It truly seems like the Second Coming is very near. Time seems to be moving so fast! It doesn't seem like we'll be able to accomplish what we wish for time is so short. But then again... we may be able to accomplish that and more considering the fact we don't know When the Second Coming is. But how exciting!

I look up at the clouds and there are times when I'm watching that I see how... such a Florescent white they are when in a certain slant of the sun. It's so beautiful! And then... right before your very eyes the clouds seperate and change and when they get so small they just... disappear. Right there. They're moving so quickly and it's just... awe inspiring. They look so lovely and amazing when looking towards the mountains. Seeing the way that they mold to the mountains, even though they're just passing through... I just absolutely love the mountains! As I watch them... the way they move, how they form, or disappear... it's further proof to me that the Lord exists. How in the world did any of these wondrous things happen if there was no Lord? or looking at the colors of the sky... who, beyond the Lord, would think to mold them together so perfectly that they make the sky look beautiful at certain parts of the day. Sunrise and Sunset.

Beautiful.

I figured out my spice

I am Basil!

You are quite popular and loved by post people.You have a mild temperament, but your style is definitely distinctive.You are sweet, attractive, and you often smell good.

Lovely Songs

So... I was thinking about this world and how hard it is, and how sometimes it feels like you just want to give up and don't want to try anymore well... I was thinking about that and how sometimes it's hard to lean on the Lord. And as I was thinking about this I heard this song last night on my way to a bonfire in Provo Canyon and I just love the word's to it Especially when it says "Don't Give Up, It's Just The Weight Of The World." and I was thinking... how true that is! We can't give up. It's only the weight of the world. Our Savior died for us, taking on the whole weight of the world and all it's burdens. He can take away all that pain because he's already taken it. We just need to let him. It's like the Savior is holding out his hands saying, pour all your burdens into them because I've taken them already. You don't need to keep holding on to them because I already have. So don't give up on everything because you feel like you can't keep going with all your trials. You are loved, and you've been saved by the Almight Lord. Keep going, and lean on Him along the way, for He will help thee cross the plains of your trials.

Here's the Song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ls7ila3srzI


You Are Loved (Don't Give Up)

Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
When your heart's heavy I
I will lift it for you

Don't give up
Because you want to be heard
If silence keeps you I
I will break it for you

Everybody wants to be understood
Well I can hear you

Everybody wants to be loved
Don't give up

Because you are loved

Don't give up
It's just the hurt that you hide
When you're lost inside I
I'll be there to find you

Don't give up
Because you want to burn bright
If darkness blinds you I
I will shine to guide you

Everybody wants to be understood
Well I can hear you

Everybody needs to be loved
Don't give up

Because...you are loved

Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
Don't give up
Everyone needs to be loved

You are loved

I love that song. And I find Josh Groban's Music to be absolutely beautiful. Especially that song. Because if you read that song; don't think of it in a man's point of view to a woman, but think of it from the Lord's point of view to every single person here in the world. No matter where they come from, or what aspect of life they have lived in or are living right this minute. (because usually people look at songs and think of them as love songs :P)

Aaah Love

So, many of you probably already know but... I just can't help but say it! :D my good friend Sara is getting married! On June 21st in the Salt Lake Temple. And I have been pronounced a bridesmaid! :D eep! This means I gotta get in shape! :o oy. BUT I cannot wait for her! It's so exciting! But it also makes me so... envious I suppose. lol I guess 'cause that is because I really wish to get married. so much so. Haha my mother keeps telling me to wait until that time, to enjoy single life but I've been single long enough. I'm tired of it. lol :P but it's exciting for sara 'cause I get to be a bridesmaid along with my other friend stephanie (sara's sister is gonna be the maid of honor) Her color's are Red and Silver. Those are very beautiful color's together. And it's a plus 'cause I look good in Red. :3 I know I know. I need to be patient. And for the most part I am. But it seems that I need to learn more patience. 'cause I know that as soon as I forget about it all, the Lord will bring someone in my way for me. So, for now, I just need to focus my time and energy on serving the Lord the best that I can. Hopefully I can bring those back unto the Lord. :3 I love this church so much! But there are times when I just hate patience. hahaha :P anyways... Enjoy your sundays and... the rest of your days that happen after Sunday's.

Sing Sweet Nightingale

My dear, lovely family and relatives; I have written a new poem. As recent as of a few minutes ago. :) I went to see Emma Smith: My Story today and have felt in such high spirits that I could not help but write a poem. So here is the result of said feelings and I hope you enjoy this lovely poem I have written. ^_^


Forever Burned In My Heart

Life...
I have found,
Can be tough to live in.

Such burdens we carry,
Such turmoil,
And heartache...

It doesn't seem that
We'd be able to
Keep moving forward

In the darkets days,
Of our very,
Very short lives.

It could feel as if
We no longer can go on
Living.

But how untrue
And wrong,
Thinking such things is.

True,
Life is a hard thing
To go through.

But there is
Just one thing I know
That can beat the odds

Of this hard,
Hard
Life.

Our Dear,
Loving, merciful
Lord and Savior.

He's born our grief,
Our pain, our sorrow;
Our happiness and joy.

He died on the cross,
In the hopes that He
May see

Every single Being
On this earth
In the next life.

My testimony of his love,
Burns deep
Within the bosom of my soul.

He is always there.
Always just
Two steps ahead

Of whatever part
Of life that
We are living in.

Even through
The mist of our
Trials;

If we look deep enough,
We can find his hand,
In every Thing we do.

He
Loves
Us!

I know this to be as true
And clear,
As the singing of a bird's lullaby.

He loves us
With every fiber
Of His being.

And I
Cannot
Deny Him.

The Olive Tree

In sunday school today, we got to learn about the olive tree. Now, I can't remember exactly what it was called but I know that that is what it was about; and it is in Jacob 5. Turns out that that chapter is seven pages long. Ha! So we had to kind of... skim through it a little bit. Usually we have Ron and Susan Thorne teach our class 'cause they are our teachers but they were down in St. George this weekend and so we had a substitute (It seems like they're always gone lol). Our Substitute was Patriarch Chipman. Man he is the greatest guy! I love him! And so, he was teaching the lesson, being funny and... it turns out that the whole story of the olive tree is really about the second coming. As he was teaching, he began to tell us more about the Second Coming and how it would all happen. And what I liked about his talk a whole lot was this quote he told us that was by Joseph Fielding Smith I think... I can't quite remember who spoke it but it said...

"Without question, there are many valient souls now living who were worthy of a millenial birth...but have been sent to earth at this time to be lights and guides to many of our fathers children"

What I love about this quote is that... even though we are born in this time, and there are many, many souls who will be born in the time when the Savior reigns as Lord of Lords and King of Kings and that they were worthy enough to be born at that time; so were a whole bunch of us. So many of us who are living in this time and dispensation were worthy enough to live in the millenial days but because of the wickedness of the world at this time, the Lord needed his most valient and most righteous to come down to this earth to bring as many of his sons and daughter's back to him as possible (I also learned that from patriarch chipman).

I just love that. For a long time I kept wondering if I wasn't worthy enough to live in the time of the millenium. If I wasn't that great. I actually wondered if something was wrong with me that I couldn't be born in that time. Of course... over time I've come to learn how untrue those thoughts are and I felt even more how untrue they were when I heard that quote. I can't believe how blessed I am. How much the Lord really is two steps ahead of me. I often wonder what my calling in this life could be, how I'm going to live up and be able to do the work He wants me to do but, that's where faith comes in. We just gotta have faith that He will help us and guide us and give us the trials we need in order to move forward in his Gospel and spread the word to all we know and be able to do our callings to the best of our ability. :)

I love Sunday's.

Awww How Sweet

So, I was at work last week, on friday. And I had to work at the kettle corn stand. That was pretty cool, and it was fun even though it was cold. And at one point, there was this really cute little girl who came up to the kettle stand with her mother and she had such beautiful, long, red hair that was a bit curly and she was askin' her mom somethin', very quietly and then I hear her mom say "it's ok dear, just ask." And so the little girl turned and looked up at me and said "you're really beautiful." I was Soooo happy to hear that from a little girl! And you know, coming from a child, they speak the truth. And I am happy to say that I actually, in a way, believe her. :) ^_^ I told her too how I thought she was a beautiful little girl and had beautiful hair. :) She smiled at that.
And at the end of the day, when we were closing up, this mother came up to us and asked if there was any way we could get her daughter some popcorn for 3 dollars. Because 3 dollars is how much the small bag costs. Me and the other guy working at the stand looked at the little girl, crying, and holding the 3 dollars out to us and he went to his little pile where he had 2 large bags left over. One for him, and one for another guy (I had my own in my hand. there was 3 large bags left) and he gave this little girl the large bag (which costs 7 dollars) and took the 3 from her. I about handed her my own and then saw him going to get his for her. But she was just soooo sweet, and so cute; you couldn't pass up a little girl like her. She wanted the popcorn so bad. And I felt so happy. We had done a good deed I feel and I felt so good. lol and also because that little girl from earlier had totally made my day.

And this General Conference that's happened these last two days... my how amazing it's been! This General Conference, though, has seemed different than the ones from the past. It seemed more... urgent. But I still am never amazed that I hear just what I needed to hear most out of one or more of those talks. How awesome is that? I've said it before but I can't help but be amazed, and in awe. Our Savior and Heavenly Father really do listen to us, and really do hear our thoughts. 'Cause even when we do not express in our prayer's some of the things we are thinking and have bothered us for a day or more... he is always able to tell us in such a way...

Wonders

I don't know if you all have noticed, but I have posted up 2 pictures. One to the right of me, and one on the bottom. The one on the bottom is of The Savior coming out of his tomb, being ressurected. I chose that specific picture becuase not only does it portray exactly what we believe in but the detail that went into this picture is just simply amazing. Every strain of grass was drawn out, the flowers were drawn out with such detail and the clothes, they look like they are a brilliant white. It's just simply an amazing picture and I absoluetly love what it represents. He lives. Our Savior Lives! What joy do we have to cause in this huh?
My second picture is on the right of here, and it is a calla lily flower. The reason I have chosen this flower is because A. It is a beautiful flower and B. I learned at the Womens Conference a week ago that the church uses this flower because it is, in a way, a representation of our struggle to stand out. For this flower is able to live among the weeds. It is able to stand out, to have the strength live and be different, to have a beautiful aura and overall represent itself with such dignity. And the color white is also beautiful on this flower because it is in a way a reminder to help us to stay clean, and worthy. A representation of the House of the Lord. And I love this flower. I've always loved white flowers, especially the rose but this... I love this even more because I've found out that it can live and grow and prosper, even among something that wants to destroy it.

My Poem

Everyone, I have a poem that I would like to share with you all. This is one of my most favorite poems that I have ever written and I feel it is my best. So... Enjoy. I really hope you all like it ^_^

One Swift

Mindless eyes swift the sea,
exploiting it with the crack of thunder;
managing to touch its delicate waves.

The swiftness of the hand, so soft, so humble,
shedding a tear for every tremble of innocence misguided,
only one will make it shout; only one will hear the whirl.

Hear the praises!
Hear them sung!
Singing Hallelujah to the mighty one!
Ever so dearly
even quite clearly.

Millions of miles yet one minute away,
one swift of the hand, only just barely begun,
swimming across the soundless wind.

Filling the land so tender,
the hearts of man in the whirl of the threatening light,
shining brightly its wrath meant harmless but brilliant.

So hear the prayers of the wonderless wonder,
ever so softly whispered,
only then to make its way into the light of the glorious gleams.

Never to be found,
only to be heard,
filling the hearts of its mercy.


By: Kierstan (me :P)

Mind over Matter

: yeah... Long time no talk eh? I haven't written on here in quite a while. haha sorry everyone who reads this! (which is now... 2? :P Thank you, thank you to my two viewers! And yes this is cathy's kierstan :3) so... lots of things have been happening and I must say how grateful I am for my Lord. He truly is my light and my life and I have no idea what kind of person I would be if not for him. It always amazes me when I can be thinking about something or have said something and then I go to Sunday School, or Relief Society, or the Young Woman's thing that goes on a week before Conference and have something mentioned about what I had been thinking/talking about or what I had just read in the scriptures.

I absolutely adore church! I love learning new things from there. And I love the feeling I get; always. I am never ceased to be amazed by how the Lord works. How he has things planned in advance for a later time and have them fall perfectly into place. I love my Savior! I just feel so moved and... motivated? Would that be the correct word? Maybe. But... I am beginning to feel so much closer to my Lord. I've got a long ways to go I know but I am starting to get a true testimony of this Gospel. I want to thank you, my family (relatives included) for your examples to me. That you all have kept your faith and live it strongly! Thank you so much! :)

Now... for the rest of my cute little story that I had started. Yippee!


"I'm so sorry!" Amelia answered quickly, a small, pink flush crossing her cheeks as she realized how long she had been staring into those memorizing eyes. Swiftly, she finished picking up all her papers and stood up straight, noting how tall he was.
"No worries. It's all good," he shrugged, "No big deal," He gave her a smile( which she found to be the most handsome smile she had ever seen) handed her the papers he held in his beautiful hands, and walked past her towards, she assumed, his next class.
Amelia fumbled with her papers, trying to straighten them out as she too walked to her next class; but when there, she found she could hardly concentrate on what was being said. Another hour and fifteen minutes later, class ended and she darted out of class, ready for lunch to begin. Suprisingly, and uneventfully, lunch went by quickly and she soon found herself walking to her next class but again, He was passing her way, and this time... he noticed her. He smiled towards her, gave her a wink with those wonderous eyes and a small wave then flew on by. Giddyness filled her stomach and she couldn't wait to get home, knowing that she'd finally have some good news for her mother; whom she know would be happy that she had actually interacted with a boy, and a handsome one at that.

Firsties

This is my first, ever! post. How exciting is this!? So... in case you all don't know who I am (you better know who I am!) I am kierstan. :) Natsriek is my name backwards. say it like not-shriek (except without the sh part. just sss) :P My news? I got a new car! It's an isuzu. Black, I think... (I've yet to see it in the daytime). Maybe ya'll will get to see it eh? *lifts eyebrows up accordingly*

So... in the event that this Is my first post, I feel like writing a small story.

There once was this girl named Amelia. She was this beautiful girl, with golden brown hair, that had just the perfect curl, and medium length. Her smile was genuine, and her teeth were exceptionally white. One day, she was walking along the halls of her rather rich school, when she accidently ran into the most popular boy in school. Why was he popular, you ask? Because he was funny, deep bass voice, and, of course, gorgeous beyond belief! Even she, Amelia, would get buckled knee's when she'd see him smile. But of course, she did not like him. No, she thought him rather cocky in fact.
When she bumped into him, all her school books that were in her hands, had fallen out onto the blue and white tiled floor, along with her falling on her butt. As she began to frantically pick all the paper's and books up she noticed a tingly feeling on her left arm, and when she looked to her left, she found that he was picking up her paper's with her. Shock crossed her face as she stared into his glorious blue-grey eyes, and watched as a small smile began to play across his lips,
"Like what you see?" he questioned with a laugh in his voice,
Amelia stared, her mouth wide open.....




oooo what's gonna happen next!? You must wait and see! :D