Miracle

"There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle."

I was in a car accident yesterday. I realized the only thing that saved my life was.. God. A friend and I were driving. We drove to a gas station. Got something to drink. Started heading back to my house. There was a deer. And we tried avoiding it. We swerved and fell about four feet off the road. Rolled into a ditch. And ended up at the barb wire fencing. We were wearing our seatbelts and we are both okay. The only thing is that I'm in some pain. I have some bruises and my face and neck hurts a little. My lower back hurts a lot more than anything. Anyways, I'm okay. No fractures or bones broken. Promise :) To be honest, I wasn't scared when we were rolling. I was more scared when we stopped and all of the doors were enclosed by tall grass so we couldn't get out. I started having an anxiety attack and we had to crawl out of a window. The cops didn't show up for 45 minutes which was just.. ridiculous in my opinion. Anyways, I suppose I just wrote this blog as an update since I haven't blogged in a little while. Sorry my creativity skills are lacking in my blog entries. I will try and spice them up for you, reader :) So, stay reading. And give me some feedback on my entries :)
Hope you're having a good day.
God Bless.
xo, Kayla

"We can only appreciate the miracle of a sunrise if we have waited in the darkness."

Matt

Well.. a certain kid thought I should blog about him this evening so I suppose I should listen to what I was told. Did I just say that..? I think I did. Oh goodness.
So lets talk about this boy who wanted a WHOLE ENTIRE blog to himself. (So selfish!) Anyways, his name is Matt.
This is supposed to be a good blog or else he'll probably beat me up. Which would be.. well bad considering I'm gonna be a sumo wrestler and all so, I'd basically have the advantage.
La da da.
So this Matt boy. He's a nice fellow. Minus his selfishness, ya know since he wanted a whole blog entry. Anyways, him and I have been talking for a little while and he's insanely sweet. And funny. (Even though I'm funnier. Ask him. My jokes are great.) He's gone through a lot and we are similar in completely different ways. Ya know how that goes? When someone can be so similar to you but yet so different? Like you both can relate even though you've been through completely different situations and experiences? Well.. that's kinda how he is to me. However, he has this fantastic art ability. I wish I had it. My artistic talent sucks balls. It's so bad. I sent him a picture of a stick person and he asked if it was a penis. So.. does that tell you how awful I am? If not.. well, I don't really know what to tell you, reader.
I wish he didn't live so far away to be perfectly honest. Because I want to hangout with him. He used to live in the same town as me. But we both just kinda met each other late in the game. I suppose distance doesn't matter when it comes to friendships though. Maybe I'll just randomly show up in Texas someday.
Wait, no. That would be really creepy and weird if I just showed up. So.. uhh.. scratch that idea.
I don't even know what else I'm supposed to blog about when it comes to just talking about one person. I feel highly creepy and awkward boasting about someone. Even though he deserves to be boasted about.
Gosh. Maybe I'm just making this awkward for myself. I think I'm just an awkward person. And I need to stop using the word awkward.
Kay, so anyways. Yeah, here you go Matt.
Sorry this entry really sucked. I hope you still want to be friends. If not, well.. I understand :P
Thanks for reading.
God Bless.
xo, Kayla

Unique

Hello reader.
I realize my last blog was sad. So I will try and spice this one up with some positive content. I'm listening to Born This Way by Lady Gaga. And I basically love the song. Honestly, I love Lady Gaga in general. People may think she's weird or just way out there but in all reality, she empowers people because even though she's "weird" she doesn't care what people think yet she adores the people who love her.

"I'm beautiful in my way. Cause God makes no mistakes. I'm on the right track. Baby, I was born this way. Don't hide yourself in regret. Just love yourself and you're set. I'm on the right track. Baby, I was born this way."

I mean, those just seem like some great lyrics right there. And she writes her own music which I love about artists. I can respect an artist so much more when they write their own stuff. And even though she is different then other people.. the adjective is more like unique because she is a role model for many. Anyways, I don't know what the point was with this blog. So I'm going to awkwardly leave.
God Bless.
xo, Kayla
kbye.

Don't Forget...

God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you and whispered "come to me".
with tearful eyes we watched you , and saw you pass away.
Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay...
A gold heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.

It's been a week. A week since everything has happened. I'm not going to go into detail but basically a guy named Kendall Jerrod Cressman died last Sunday. Gosh. I can't believe it still to this day. I've written some stuff on his wall. Like the follwing.

"you always were cracking jokes.. and lately things have been rough before i even found out. you always made everyone smile. i could really use a smile right now.. i'll be there friday.. "
(Friday was the funeral..)

"today was so hard.. i didn't even know what to do.. i never thought i could experience the same pain i felt at lyndseys funeral but i did.. it all came back today though.. seeing you today laying there unresponsive seemed so unreal or maybe it was too real.. i don't know.. but all i know is you didn't want to leave.. just like lyndsey.. you should be here.. your smile is forever engraved in my memory.. please comfort lyndsey up there, crack a joke and make her smile.. miss you.."

"two days ago, i was at your house. we all told stories about you. i told everyone about the story of your face. remember i'd always glance over at you? well.. you never caught on to the fact that i thought you were insanely cute. yet you were so convinced there was something on your face. you thought i'd lie to you everytime i told you nothing was there. :P you and lyndsey be with everyone today at graduation.. i miss you guys.. and by the way, i know i always told you Yankees were better than the Twins but now i'll be paying more attention to the Twins. just for you."

We all went to a candlelight vigil Friday night. And gosh.. little Calvin. He is so adorable. He looks just like Kendall. Kendall's mom is the sweetest lady ever. His whole family is. Kendall and I weren't great friends. But we had little memories together. We used to argue about baseball because he was a die hard Twins fan while I was a Yankees fan. He loved pandas so I would always bring up koala bears and how they were so much cuter. He loved apples and would take the apple stickers off and stick them in the most random places. He stuck one on the back of his moms ipod. And she still has it there. I had the biggest crush on Kendall and like I said in the story above.. he always thought there was something on his face even though there never was. He was so sweet to everyone and always was giving people hugs and making them smile. And now.. today is graduation. And him along with Lyndsey will not be graduating and it breaks my heart because both of them should be.. neither of them wanted to leave.. and i wish more than anything that they were here and could come back.


"I never thought I could experience the pain I once felt at Lyndsey's funeral ever again.. however, that happened again today.. your smile is forever engraved in my mind Kendall Jerrod Cressman. Panda bears, apples and baseball just won't be the same.."

We thought about you with love today. But that's nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday. And days before that too.
We think of you in silence. We often speak your name.
Now all we have is memories. And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is a keepsake. With which we'll never part.
God has you in his keeping. We have you in our heart.