My love for you is Undying

"Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends

Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends"




i love you,
i will always love you,
always and forever.
never forget that.

It's Beautiful

I had a beautiful dream last night. It was about a Soldier. He had returned from duty, and had nowhere to go. People were not treating him kindly or giving him the respect he deserved. He had been home for several days, but was still wearing his uniform because he had nothing else. He was looking for a job. He had to go to the soup kitchen for food. He had to sleep on a park bench.

This isn't the beautiful part, can you tell?

Then, I was walking. Through a college campus. I don't know why it was a college campus; I'm not even in college yet.
He was there. Standing there. I looked at him, and thought "Oh, a soldier." I usually smile at them, just to express how grateful I am to them; after all, they put it all on the line for us. For me.
But then, our eyes met.
When you make direct eye contact with a person, you can tell alot about the person. About what they think of you. About what they think of the world in general. Even about what they are going through. Their joy. Their hope. Their dreams. Their pain.
I saw this young man's story in his eyes. And it broke my heart.
This young man wasn't particularly handsome; nothing out of the ordinary. He was about 6 feet tall, stood with excellent posture, but I could tell, even under his thick and baggy uniform, that he had strong, well-developed muscles, that had probably saved his life several times in combat. He had toussled black hair, which was just starting to grow out longer than his military crew cut, and piercing eyes. I can't tell you what color his eyes were, but I like to think that they were light brown with green in them. His jaw was square, his eyebrows were thick, and lent a contemplative mood to his expression. His face was just starting to get scruffy, because he hadn't shaved in several days. He wasn't handsome, by what the rest of the world judges as handsome, but to me, he was the most perfect person I had ever seen.
I walked over to him, and I could tell that he was steeling himself for yet another harsh, unfeeling, and uninformed judgement from yet another harsh, unfeeling, and uninformed person. But I didn't. I didn't judge, I didn't criticize, I didn't point out flaws. I simply loved him.
I loved him because he was another hurting human being. Because nobody else would. Because he needed me.
And maybe because I needed him.

I walked up to him, and told him how much I appreciated the sacrifice that he made for me on a daily basis.
I gave him a hug. I thought it would just be like a brief little hug like the kind you give somone to let them know that you are there for them; the kind of hug that says "I'm your friend, and I will always be there for you, and don't you ever forget that somone cares"
But it wasn't. I had given him the hug to begin with, but he accepted it, and then gave it back to me. He held me in his arms, and for fifteen whole seconds, I was complete. And I think he was, too.
They say that Disneyland is the most magical place on earth... They were wrong.
Then, he looked me in the eyes, and said "Thank You" in the most emotional, meaningful, powerful, wonderful, musical, heart-wrenching, beautiful voice I have every heard. And it meant the world to me.

Then, he kissed me. It wasn't a long kiss, it wasn't even on the lips, but he kissed me. Just a small kiss, on the cheek. A kiss on the cheek, but an imprint on the heart. Embossed there. I will carry it with me forever.
And I loved it.
Nobody has ever kissed me before.


Then, I woke up, and I wept, because it was only a dream.
I want to marry a soldier.

Thinking about thinking about thinking about....

Thinking.

I seem to have been doing alot of that lately.
Then when I try to talk about the deep subjects in the realm of the mind, it's oh-so-confusing.
The written word is truly one of mankinds greatest achievments, to quote Moe, from the INK trilogy.
In the written (or typed, as the case may be) word, I can find a way to collect my thoughts and hopefully, make others understand what I am trying to convey. I can get my ideas across in a cohesive, and what's more, coherent manner.

T.T.F.N.

Icy Clear, Foggy Dusk

I am loving the seasonal weather change!

Yes, I live in Southern California, yes, I am a beach bum surfer girl, yes Summer is my favorite season, ad i absolutey ADORE the summer weather we get here, but Autumn is my second favorite season! And I love the feeling of bundling up in the nippy weather and sipping hot cocoa at the kitchen table with my Advanced Mathematics book.
And I can't wait for the imminent thunderstorms! Then i get to sit in the Garage with my Hot cocoa, (hopefully complete with mini marshmallows and a candy cane) and watch the lightning flash and feel the thunder rumble while the Rain falls two feet away from me, safely diverted by the eaves of the roof.

in the meantime, I'm gonna go grab another pair of socks... my feet are very cold!

Music: Genres, Lyrics, and all that Jazz. (no pun intended)

So I am on a Christan Forum, and we were having a discussion about music. The subject turned to Christain Music, and Several of the members there stated that they didn't approve of Rap, Metal, or Secular music in General. They stated that they don't listen to that kind of music, and they thought it was just horrible that some Christian artists even "tarnished" the Christain message, and "perverted the sweet message of the gospel" by even associating themselves with that style of music. Now, I am not a big fam or Rap music myself, or most Heavy Metal for that matter, but here was my reply to the thread:

Just because a certain Genre was originally filled with nothing but secular junk and songs with evil messages does not mean that Christians can't use it to reach out and influence the listeners of that Genre for good. and for God!

Skillet, Hawk Nelson, Relient K, TobyMac, and even some of Jeremy Camp's more Recent stuff fall under this Category.

The Christian Rap group MOD even came to my Church and performed. Those guys are so on fire for God, and they are talented Rappers, too. I used to be against Rap music, because all it ever talked about was getting high, getting drunk, partying, killing people, and all that stuff. But guess what, there are unsaved people who listen to nothing but rap music, and if putting the Christian Message into that form is a way to spark people's curiosity, and eventually win souls to Christ, I would say that we are blatently disobeying the Great Commission (Go and make Followers of ALL THE NATIONS ...not the exact wording, and again I don;t remember the Refrence. I think it's at the end of either the book of Mattehw or John) if we refuse to do so. Now I'm not saying that we all have to go out and listen to Rap or Heavy Metal all day. If that's not your thing, I'm cool with that. But I am saying that there is no need to be talking smack about people whe really love God, and are really making a difference, even if it's in a different way than you or I would do it. (you in the plural, referring to no-one in particular)

So, readers, my question for you is this: What is your take on this? Even if you are not a Christian. For example, suppose with me that you had a message that you believed in, and you wanted to get as many people as you could to hear about your message. If, your message lent itself to being presented musically, would you branch out into every genre of music, (wheather or not you particuarlly are into that type of music or not) for the purpose of getting your message out to the world? Heck, even of you aren't the actual person writing/singing/performing/publishing the actual songs, would you stil approve of it?

My answer is yes, of course I would!

What's yours?

I'm Back! =)

Hello Folowers and random viewers of my bloggity-blog blog!



Yes, The Blog has suffered some neglect lately, but I am here now to make ammends, and post at least once a week. Here are some things that have been happening recently in my little life.



Summer! has come and gone.

--I went on vacation to Yosemite National park in May, and Climbed up Halfdome! yay!
--I participated in the Huntington State Beach Jr. Lifeguards program for the first time in my life, and aboslutely fell IN LOVE with it! So now, my goal is to be an actual lifeguard next summer, and I am spending my morings training with lots of swimming, runninig, paddling, and the like.
--I attended the Rebelution's Do Hard Things Confrence! It was so inspirational, and changed my life. Kudos to Alex and Brett for modivating so many Christian and non-Christian Teens to live up to their potential, stand up against the low expectations that todays societey places on us, and Do Hard Things!
--I surfed! Yes, I am evolving into quite the surfer girl, and spent many many hours at my favorite place in the world (the beach) this summer. Not that I have much skill; I still fall off the board on practicly every other wave, but it's getting out there, having fun, and spending time in the ocean that counts, right? yeah!



School has started up again. (note the lack of an exclamation point)

--I am a junior in High School now. Say what?
--I finished Algebra 2 last year, and am moving on to "Advanced Mathematics" which is Geometrey, Triginometrey, and Pre-Calculus. Not that I like Math, by any stretch of the imagination, but i am so darned good at it, if I do say so myself. teehee!



I have started seriously thinking about what I want to do with my life.

--I have always wanted to join the military, and give back to this country that has given me so much. I am considering the Air Force; I have always wanted to be a pilot! Or maybe I'll just become a pilot for some airline instead of for the military. I guess it all depends on world events.
--I have decided to attend Orange Coast College. Did you know that they have an absolutely Stellar, Amazing, Awesome Crew Team? Well, they do, and I intend to join it. Plus Orance Coast College has a fabulous Music Department... =)



Hum dum dee dum dum... I guess I just ran out of things to say, so God Bless you all!

~J

this is a random girl that got her hands on my camera. pretty.

Whispers...

He groaned and pulled himself out of bed. After sitting on the edge with his feet dangling for a few minutes, he decided that it was time to get up. Facing another day was a dreary prospect, but it had to be done. While dejectedly pouring cereal and milk into a bowl, he pulled out his notepad, and began writing. Every morning, he tried to remember as much as he could about the previous day's events, and record them. After that was done, he shrugged on an old jacket, and grabbed the keys. As he drove down the road to work, he tried not to think about anything in particular, and let his thoughts wander. He had learned this calming technique during this training. But, for some reason, he couldn't divert his thoughts from the dream he had the night before...
A Bicycle, a busy intersection, the sound of (could it have been his own voice?) sobbing, flashing lights, moaning sirens, jumbled voices, and... a face. It was the most beautiful face in the world, but her features were not clear; everything was blurred, he could not capture a proper image it.
He pulled into the parking lot and cried his heart out.

Road pike Pics.

Here they are! the promised photos of awesome road bikes!

look at their amazing aweosmeness!

Shadows, part 2

She fumbled for the switch, and blinked as the lights came on with a click. In a daze, she put on her clothes and shoes, not caring that her socks didn't match. She dumped some cereal into a bowl and poured milk over it. after finishing her meager breakfast, she took four of the tablets the doctor had perscribed, and set the dishes in the sink.

It had been another dreamless night... or had she had dreams? Not that it mattered, her dreams were more like nightmares anyway. Shuffling her way to the closet, she grabbed her backpack and tossed in her stuff: a wallet containing a few dollars, some coupons for the grocerey store, and a library card, a bottle of water, a container of the doctor's tablets, a threadbare jacket that had once been green, oner of her few items of value: an ancient ipod. She donned the backpack and wrestled to get her bike through the front door. After locking it, she remembered that she had left her helmet inside, so she went back in to find it. Pedaling down the street, she began to think of last night's question... How is it supposed to be? But nothing came to mind, and she dropped the subject when she arrived at the Burger Emporium.

She parked her bike in the back, put on a milti-colored apron, and checked in. Just another day in the life...

Road Bike!

Hi all you people who read this blog...
I went biking with my friend M. today, and I got to ride her Mom's road bike! I adore road bikes, and I am so sad that I don't have one myself! I will try to get some photos of awesome road bikes up on the blog someday, but I don't think that is happening today! thanks for reading.
Over and out

Shadows...

Her eyes snapped open, and she realized that her fists were clenched, and the bedsheets were sticky with sweat. It had all happened so quickly, the Graduation Party, the Cops coming, The bright lights... Bright lights always made her sick. The rest of her memories were just fuzzy noises and colors, leering faces and blaring voices. She clutched her head and let out a muffled groan. This isn't how it's supposed to be, she thought, and focused on that idea to the exclusion of all else.
...Isn't how it's supposed to be, how it's supposed to be, supposed to be, supposed to be.
She sat up with a jolt, ignoring the throbbing that ensued. The ceiling seemed to ripple like water, and the bookshelves contorted into strange shapes. How is it supposed to be? She knew of nothing else, no other life, no other fears, hopes, dreams, nightmares. As much as she loathed sleep these days, her body needed rest. As if you could call these restful. She shuddered and fell back onto the pillows. Besides, a few more minutes couldn't really matter... and she was out again.

Think on these things

well, here I am, and it's just the same old same old.
wow, having a blog isn't as eventful as I thought! let me think of something to say...

Here is a Bible Verse that I like:

"Finally, Brethren, Whatever things are true, what ever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, what ever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue, and if there is anything praiseworthy, - meditate on these things. The things which you learned and recieved and heard and saw in me, theese do, and the God of Peace will be with you"
-Phillipians 4:4-8

BOLT the movie

Ok people, I have something cool to talk about!
I just saw BOLT last night! yeah, My family netflixed it, and I must say, it is Fully Awesome! I had heard good things about it, and I know that Pixar is dependable in making great, heart-warming movies, and this one was on different!
I think my favorite scene was the one where Mittens was teaching Bolt to beg.
long story short, I was very pleased with this movie

Yay! my first post

Ok, so I am pretty new to this blogging thing, and I guess I'll get the hang of it after a while...

*laughs with joy*

that was me thinking of how cool it is to finally have my very own little piece of internet! I can change the world! Yes, yes! the power is now within my grasp!

My goal with this blog is to have a place to put all of my brilliant thoughts and ideas for all the world to see!

I will probably go through phases of posting everyday or several times a day, then not posting for about a week or so...

after all, Highschool dreamers have alot of stuff on their plates!