Friday, December 21, 2012

It's The End of The World.

Apocalypse: Any universal or widespread destruction or disaster. 

I never thought it would come to this.
Blogging about the end of the world.
But it's 12/21/2012, the day the calendar of the Mayans ends.
How could I resist?
The different reactions to this day are pretty interesting.
I know one girl and her group of friends who actually went "apocalypse caroling." Yes, they sang songs to people about the end of the world.
Another friend has a mom who is convinced that the sun is going to explode and the only way to avoid to that disaster is to hide out in the basement.
So they've spent the last few days cooped up in their basement.
THIS IS NOT A JOKE.
There have been a few facebook posts, but not as many as I thought there'd be.
Which is okay with me.
To tell the truth, there was one moment of panic when I thought of the possibility that the world could actually end today.
I mean the Mayan calender did end on today.
That has to mean something, doesn't it?
But then I remembered that in my church, I've learned that certain things have to happen before the 2nd coming.
And many of those things haven't happened yet.
So I heaved a big sigh of relief and said a prayer of thanks that I have the knowledge of that safety.
And I pray for the people who truly believe the world ends today.
I pray that they can someday find comfort in the knowledge that I have.

Enough about the end of the world...
Hi,
IT'S CHRISTMAS BREAK.
Hallelujah.
Thank goodness.
Finally.
I was at the end of my rope.
But I made it.
Wednesday was the worst because I had a math test (Calculus, mind you) that I was really not ready for.
And I scheduled my final for Online Financial Lit for after school.
What was I thinking?
But I survived.
And passed my Financial Lit test.  (Crossing my fingers about the Calculus test!)

I hung out with some friends on Wednesday night and it was my last time seeing Josh Black before he goes home to Texas.  Then in a month, he'll come back and go to the MTC then on to Korea.
We've some good times in the last year and a half, and I'm going to miss him!
The weirdest part about saying goodbye, is the idea of the unknown.  If I leave on a mission inn the next year or two, I wouldn't see him in two or three years.
Who knows where we'll be in that amount of time.
And where our lives have taken us.
Growing up is weird.
So goodbye Josh Black.
You are going to do great things with your life.

Me with The Man of The Hour at New Years last year.

Yesterday, Student Council members went to sing carols at the Old Folks Home.
What an amazing experience.
It was just another reminder that everyone lives their own lives.
And everyone gets old.
The stories of the people we sang to and talked to intrigued me.
How old were they?
What brought them to that place in life?
What had their life been like?
What made them who they are?
It was a nice home and I could tell that they were all taken really good care of.
One lady, Gay, who was such a sweetheart, walked around and sang with us. 
Another lady, Carol, told us that she thinks she has, "Youth Deficiency."
I'm going to use that line when I'm older.
I hope when I'm old, I can find the peace and be taken care of like those lovely folks were.

Had so much fun caroling with these cute girlies.


I spent most of my day today watching TV and practicing the piano.
Those are the joys of Christmas Break.
I do have homework and memorizing and room-cleaning and christmas shopping to do.
But today I spoiled myself with a little bit of relaxation and procrastination.
Tomorrow I promise I'll be better.

Tonight I am going to "Auntie Claus"- The annual cousins sleepover where we watch "The Polar Express", drink hot chocolate, and wait for Auntie Claus to bring us our presents.
It's a tradition that I look forward to every year.
I'm so thankful for wonderful family members who I can spend time with.

//This really is the most wonderful time of the year.//

Have a great day.
It could be your last, seeing as it's "the end of the world."
But I doubt it.

♥ Bekah






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