This is my most precious Bible. I got this Bible from my parents on new years when I was 11 years old. It was my first Bible that was all mine. I didn’t have to share it with anyone if I didn’t want to. I could make my personal notes in there as I was reading it. Although it was hard, I tried to read it everyday. Whenever missed some days, usually tried to catch up. It was a very valuable book to me, since this book is the reason for who I am and the reason why I am still here. My daily goal is to learn something new from the Bible and I always try to change something in my self to be a good example for others. Whenever I pick up my Bible to read, I pray that many more people will come to know Jesus as I did through this book. I pray that many hearts will be transformed through this precious book –Bible.
My computer is where I spend most of my time when I am at home. Generally, I do my homework. I usually do a quick e-mail check, before I dedicate the rest of the time to my homework. I spend about two to three hours on my computer every day. There is no other place in the house that I spend more time at except my bedroom. Unfortunately, I am in my room only when I sleep. I always try to do the best at school and always try to improve my grades. Although it's not a very bad thing to improve, I spend more time with my computer and books then with my family. There are sometimes things going on in my family that I don’t even know about, until a few days later that’s because I concentrate so much on school. I should really try to improve my connection with my family, spend more time with them, and then go on to try to improve my grades.
As I was getting out of my car at the EVCC parking lot, I heard two girls talking on their way to class.
“Oh my goodness, you are not going to believe this! Yesterday, at work I met the hottest guy ever! Tall, handsome, brown eyes and jet black hair. Best of all, he just got out of the marines after being there for like 5 years so you can imagine how nice and muscular he is! Oh my, and he is such a sweat heart too!”
“Ok, it's not fair that all the good things are happening to you! Why are you the one always meeting the hottest guys?”
“Hey girl, why are you complaining? You already have a boyfriend! What else do you want?”
“Well, so what that I have a boyfriend?! That doesn’t mean that I can’t meet any other hot guys Jess! What was that guy doing at your work anyways?”
“Oh, nothing much...” the girl laughs a little excited laugh “he was just turning in an application and oh my goodness, he has the nicest handwriting a guy can possibly have!”
“Well, I hope won’t get hired!”
“Why not?”
“Because that’s the only thing you will be talking about! ‘And then he said this and I said that and he just started laughing and I then he said this so I said...’ that blah, blah! I don’t wanna hear any of it!”
“Well, you know what? Hired or not, I know one thing, he is coming back.”
“And why would he come back, to your pretty little face?”
“Well, you can say so.... yesterday we talked for like 20 minutes and it was very obvious he didn’t want to leave, so we made a little arrangement...”
This was the first time in my life that I wished that my walk from the parking lot to my class was longer. Unfortunately, I was left in suspense just like that!
As I sat in my psychology class, thinking about the assignment we were doing. A group of cheerleaders were sitting next to me and were discussing “psychology”. I wasn’t paying attention to them, but one of the girls shrieked so loud that made me wonder what they were talking about.
“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe that Kayla got arrested for smoking pot!!! She was always such an innocent little girl that didn’t even drink! I remember a few days ago we were talking and she was telling me how proud she was of her self that she never tried any drugs, she never drank or smoked, now look at this she’s suspended from school for 90 days! This is so crazy, I can’t believe it!”
“I know, but where did she get Mary Jane anyway? She wouldn’t just go buy it somewhere?”
“Oh, her boyfriend’s friend gave it to her, at least that’s what Mike told me.”
“Ok, but it is so crazy, it's the first time she tries it, and she gets caught!”
“I know, I feel sorry for her, how did she get caught any way?”
I was so concentrated on their conversation that I didn’t even notice when the bell rang and everyone was leaving. Everyone left and I was left alone, thinking, how did Kayla get caught?
As I was getting out of my warm and cozy car into the pouring rain, I heard disturbing police sirens in the distance. They always make me wonder what happened. I often worry that someone might be hurt or in a life threatening situation. However, I was going to church. As I opened the front door, I felt a little nervous. Although I go there a few times a week, I always feel those tiny butterflies in my stomach; after all, it is a precious, and a holy place. There were already a few people sitting in the front rows deep in their thoughts. Some guys were setting up microphones while the pianist was practicing the songs she had to play. The guys that were preaching that day were reading their Bibles and mentally were going over what they were going to say. The pastor and a few leaders were in the prayer room praying for that day’s service. As more people came in, they quietly took their seats. This didn’t happen very often. Usually, while everyone was coming in, you heard a lot of happy and sad voices. Many were laughing. Today was a special day. Everyone felt the peacefulness, and the presence of the Lord. No one wanted to break the silence as if the presence would go away. Every person in the church knew that it would be one of the best ceremonies we had in a long time.
It was a very hard day. I was awake ever since 5:30 am and had two tests that day. As the bell finally rang at 2:10, it brought a sign of relief to me that my school day was over, but unfortunately, it reminded me that I had to rush to work. As I walked into the office, my eyes were fixed at my desk where huge stacks of papers were piled up. I felt like crying. A had a million things to do in three hours. I couldn’t take it. Half way through my shift, I got a very disturbing headache. I took a break but that wasn’t very much help. I couldn’t wait to get home. When I finally did, I took some medicine, and ate my delicious dinner in silence. I was really happy to finally be home and have nothing to do. No to-do lists, no ringing phones, no tests. Peacefulness, that’s all there was. I turned of the lights everywhere, and lit some candles. I laid down on the soft couch with my cozy blanket and just smelled the delicious smell of cinnamon fill the air, while soft, romantic music was playing in the background.
