Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas to ALL and to all a good night.
Well, hope you HAD a good night? Did you? I did. I couldnt sleep though. I was too excited for Christmas morning. I probably fell asleep at like 11:50, (which, btw, is early for me, I probably have several witnesses of that reading this here. Am I right? Speak now.) and then woke up at...5. AM. yes. 5 AM. But, being the kind sibling I can sometimes be...I waited until 6 to wake everyone up. We read Luke 2, like we always do, and then it's EVERYONE FOR HIMSELF! Wrapping paper flying everywhere, the only sounds you can hear for the next 10 minutes are "OOOHS" and "AWWWWW" and of course, the glorious sound of thin paper beind freed from its tape-y bind. Ahhhh, Christmas morning. Nothing else like it. What other day of the year do you get to have Candy for breakfast? None, I'll tell you. Well, I got some very nice things this year, like shoes [Black and Red and they're called Jana --Pronoucned JAINA. :)],and a hair straightener :), a few books, CD's, little things like that... and last but ABSOLUTELY not least. The most flippin' amazing Christmas present EVER. (Okay, well, almost). I rip off the paper...open the box...and lying there is a Pentax K-10 camera...I was astounded. Amazed. Flabergasted. Breathless. Now, I had been saving for a while for a camera like this, and my mom knew it was the one hobby I have that I am commited to, and that could become important to my future. So she bought me the camera, I have to provide the accesories though. Hey, thats cool. :) AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH <3 I love it. :D I'm just so incredibly thankful to God, and to my Mom and Dad. They know how imporant this is to me.Now, don't go and think I'm a spoiled rich girl. That's not it. In fact, I got this camera and didn't get much else. And I'm okay with that. This is the most amazing blessing, this camera, I just want to take it out now and go pursue my dream! Alas, I dont know what a 1/3 of the settings and buttons do...ugh, time to break out the instruction manual. *sigh* Hate those things. But I guess you gotta use 'em.
I'm thinking of starting a photoblog. I'm not copying Tori, I've had this idea for a while now, I was just waiting until I got my camera. Maybe I will. Don't know yet. :) How was your Christmas?

Beneath all the presents

beneath the tree

a low, quiet voice begins to sing

"Away in a manger..."

Muffled by tinsle

Muffed by stockings

a low,quiet voice gets stronger

"no crib for a bed..."

drowned out by musical snow globes

and by the bells jingling

the low voice got stonger,

"The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head..."

the party grew louder.

tryin to drown it out.

"the stars in the sky looked down where he lay..."

they turned the radio up higher

laughed a little bit louder to try and cover up

"The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay..."

then that one lone voice was joined by a chorus

"The cattle are lowing the poor Baby wakes..."

the loudness of the party was no match for the power of the voices.

"But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes"

the chorus keeps singing

letting nothing disturb their worship of the Savior

who was born on Christmas Day.

When I'm bored, I'll write random things like that. I thought it was cute. :) Hope you liked it. It's kind of rough, it was just a spur of the momnet thing. ;)

Poem

A while back I read this book about a girl who was abused by her boyfriend, and this poem kind of came to me. It's not that great, but I thought I would share it. (:



If there was one thing I would never miss
It would be the gleam in his eyes
When he looked at me

If there was on thing I would never miss
It would be the sting of his hand
When it made contact with my skin

If there was on thing I would never miss
It would be the sound of his voice
As he struggled, and failed to keep it calm

If there was on thing I would never miss
It would be the fear in my voice
As I talked to him daily

If there was on thing I would never miss
It would be the constant struggle
To keep him happy at all costs, lest he lash out again

If there was on thing I would never miss
It would be the anxiety that would build in my chest
As I anticipated his arrival

If there was on thing I would never miss
It wouldn’t be him
Because without him, I don’t feel whole