Stressed out much?

The blogging world seems to be slowing down, or so it seems. People seem to be posting less, and commenting less. Maybe they're all getting tired of blogging. Or maybe it's just a busy time of year. Personally I think it is the latter.

This week alone I have 4 tests. Science and Math, which I finished today, and then tomorrow I have the TD Choir test (which btw I had no idea about until Kathleen informed me about an hour ago) and then on Friday I have a french test. Pretty intense if you ask me.
But life right now is exciting: with school, and plays, and christmas plans, and contests and friends and the like. And on top of all that trying to learn german to be prepared for next summer... man It's crazy. Oh btw....

Ich habe vier Geschenke unter dem Baum

Now I know you don't speak german, but if you really want to know what that means.. look it up.

Anyways...I plan to keep my stress level at a low, becuase I don't do well under stress. I plan to enjoy the last few days of school, and then the holidays.
That's all
K

Sometimes i think it might be nice if life were like a tv sitcom. If for just a second I could escape reality, and enter a world where all problems are solved in half an hour, where all wishes are granted. Where the bad guys were caught, and the girl always got the guy (or the other way around)
I know it wouldn't actually be better than real life. but I'd like to try it out for like a day...
K

Jesus, hold me into your heart, into your heart <3

Short-term friend
I knew you,
Had fun with you,
But now you left,
And it seems like all that is left are the fond memories,
And a hope that more memories will be made

K :(

Dreams..

Have you ever wished that one of your dreams would come true. Now, I'm not talking about dreams as in life goals, and aspriations. I'm talking about dreams, as in those deep thoughts you have when you're sleeping.
Often, when you are dreaming you are unaware that you are dreaming, and instead you treat the dream as though it were real life, and think that what you are dreaming is actually happening.
What I'm asking is, have you ever woken up from a good dream, realized that you were in fact dreaming, and then wished that the dream had actually happened?
I have.
Those are the kind of dreams, where you meet up with one of your long lost friends, or you win a trip to some tropical island with your family, or _________ (fill in blank with desired wish).
This actually happened to me recently. I was dreaming about something or other, and I realized in my dream that I was having a lot of fun, and then I suddenly woke up. As soon as I realized it was a dream, I sighed, and said, "aww man... too bad" lol..
I don't know, sometimes I wish for those really good dreams to come true and to actaually happen in my day-to-day life. *sigh.. oh well
K

I realized that I have never put any pictures in any of my blogs. So I decided to put pictures in this one. After I decided this, I asked myself, "Kirstyn, what pictures should I put in my blog?" and then I said to myself, "Self, put in pictures of camp, because camp is a wonderful place, full of friends and good times, and maybe even an adventure or two." So, my fellow blog readers, venture with me into your free tour of Bethel Park.

Bethel Park Youth Camp 2006 - otherwise known as BPYC '06

This is a picture of Myself, Then Ben, then Tom, and then my good friend Sarah (Left to right), or bubbles as she is known as during our week at BPYC... We met Ben and Tom on one of the days at camp, they were in the worship band. Which was awesome btw. Dan the worship man was awesome..

This, to my right, is a picture of Mike, and myself. Oh maan.. good times. Mike was the best story teller I have ever met. He'd just start telling this random story (most of the time it wasn't true) haha, and then this crowd would gather, and by the end everyone listening was killing themselves laughing. It was the best...

This is a picture of Larissa, Myself, Steph, and Anna. My great friends at camp (I think sarah is taking the picture, which would explain why she's not there) Good times, sleeping in the same cabin, sneaking out, causing trouble, haha jks...

Haha... what can I say about this picture? It was during our late night activity. Fear Factor night or something like that... the guys had to spread peanut butter over their fronts, and the the girls from their teams had to throw marshmellows onto the peanut butter... person with the most marshmellows after 2 min wins.. who thought up this game? I have no idea.. haha..
The whole gang.. in front of the old tabernackle, or is it the new one? lol.. Nobody knows anymore... This was on the last day of camp. Sigh.. such a sad day. Anyways... that's it. Until next year. Sorry that I couldn't put in more pictures, but I think this blog is long enough....

BPYC ' 06
That's all.. K

So it snowed today, and a little bit last night I suppose.
I started my christmas shopping today. The mall was busy; full of people, probably doing the exact same thing as me. Every store I went into had their Christmas music soundtrack playing in the background, and kids were lining up to go and sit on Santa's knee.

The meaning of Christmas has really been warped over the years. I see that when I go to the mall. It's seems to be about giving, family, having the "Christmas Spirit" in our hearts. What exactly is the "Christmas Spirit" anyways?

Giving gifts, family, and even sitting on Santa's knee can all be good things. But that's not what Christmas is about.
Christmas is about Jesus. Celebrating his birth. That God sent his son so that we could be saved.

People seem so hestiant to even meantion Jesus on Christmas these days. Everything is about Santa, and presents, and Candy canes etc. In Nathan Philips' Square downtown they even changed the name of the Christmas tree to the "Holiday tree" because they were scared to offend anybody by using the word Christmas. What is up with that?

I just feel that this year we should focus on the real meaning of Christmas...
Jesus. Jesus should be our focus this season, and what he came to do for us should matter more than the presents we open on Christmas day.

K