*First Love

I remember walking into Overfelt Highscool's drama autotorium like every Sunday, preparing for the nine o'clock  church service. It was nearly a year ago in late august, and school time for not only me had started, but also the bible college my church offered called Master's Comission. ( The boys mainly served as eye candy to the younger girls since they were non-obtainable.) It was the Sunday that these new group of newly graduated young adults were introduced to the church. As I saw my friend Briana, she was bubbling to spill out the news of the boy that was buzzing around all of the girl's heads. 

" Danielle, have you seen the new Master's yet?! "

"No not yet?? ." I responded, puzzled at her excitement.

" There is this new one just coming in, I don't know his name but you are just gonna die when you see him! I mean he is ... you'll see! " 

I wondered where this godlike boy as everyone described him could be, and if anyone could actually be that perfect. After praise and worship was done, I proceeded to sit and wait to see this boy who everyone had spoke about. One by one the names were called, and finally all of the masters came out onto the stage to do a human video. ( A dance/drama) Briana pointed and said." Look! That's him! " I couldn't believe how handsom he was and where he could have possibly been hiding my whole fifteen years. He was extremely tall, and had this golden, orange hair down to his mid-back. All of his features were very structured and deep. I knew that I had to have him.

Weeks went by, and eventually I gave him my number. I was excited to get the occasional text from him saying," Goodnight. Sleep well, and Stay warm. Jah Bless. " Day by day I became more interested in him. He lured me in with his shyness.. I wanted to know more and more. This sort of sinfully beautiful love I had found at church was a challenge for the both of us, but a risk I was willing to take.

   After a few more weeks, I looked at my phone one Sunday morning and saw that I had had a text from him reading,"Come meet me outside." My heart beat to the click of my quick pace in my heels as I stealthy snuck around the rows of chairs. Once free outside, I saw him just staying there, making the slightest motion to turn the corner. Walking swiftly and checking if anyone was around, I caught him sitting on a metal bench, looking down at the cement ground. I had never imagined he would be a shy boy, but the opposite. I sat next to him, my heart continuing to race faster and faster. I had never really got opportunities to see him up close before. He was so beautifully put together; his very masculine, square-like face structure, his lips that pouted out perfectly, thick and juicy, and his nose full on his face and fit to keep a structure for his eyes. 

"So, what's up?" I started, since the silence was almost unbearable.

"Mmm nothing..." he said while smiling and glancing to the ground. He never looked at me when we spoke, and it bothered me. ( To me, eye contact is one of the most important things, and this was the one boy that would never look at me.) Finally, I gained the courage to question his odd behavior. I couldn't resist to touch his freshly shaved chin and gently turn his face towards mine. It was then that I could finally see his eyes. They told me everything, whatever everything could be. I wanted to know everything about him and I felt that I could see so much in his soft, honest eyes.

"Why don't you ever look at me when we talk?" I whispered, smiling.

After a smile from him, I noticed the cutest little dimple on him left cheek.

" Because, It's just that... The reason why is... I think you're beautiful," he softly said, looking into my eyes.

It was that very moment, that I knew I would love him. It wasn't because he thought I was beautiful. It wasn't because of his striking features either. But the innocents and sweetness he had about him. The shyness and humbleness that he carried. Even if he was this great looking guy, someone that I would never think would ever talk to me, he was the quietest boy that I have ever liked or had interest for;the most interesting and far opposite of me. A year later there has been many trials and tribulations, but we've managed to make it work. To this day I'm still in love with him.

New Orleans

I was watching a documentary of schooling after Hurricane Katrina and what effects it had on students there. I was shocked to see the difference in the way things are out there compared to here. It saddened me to watch and see the poverty, the lack of dedication to work hard and gain a good education, and most of all the amount of violence. I couldn't imagine everyday having to go through a metal detector before entering school and having the fear daily of being shot. Within one semester, two students were shot by other students attending the school. It makes me really appreciate being brought up in California and being able to feel safe at school and most of the community in general.

Flea Market Treasures!

     I had such a great day today spent with my friend, Brenda, at the Flea Market. There were so many items sold for a deal price that you couldn't find anywhere else. Today, I was specifically in search for Native American jewelry, but I struck out. (It's usually unattainable when you have a goal already set out, the best way to go is in search for nothing in specific. That's how it works out for me anyway. ) Instead, I came across this woman who made bracelets. I was really excited because I have always wanted a custom bracelet where I could pick the colors and the way it was going to look. It took awhile for the woman to make the bracelets that my friend and I had asked for, but I don't blame her. The craftiness of it was magnificent. I don't understand how she managed to make lettering, but she did. As she went row by row with the yarn, I watched her carefully intertwining and going under and over and around with several pieces of yarn. If it were me I would have had a million knots! It was really neat and a treat watching her make the bracelets and even better to be able to wear them.   

New Years

As the New Year came, I sat in the car driving home thinking of the whole year previous that God has blessed me with. I was given  another healthy, great year. But the usual thing I do is think of things I want to change or do better in the new year. This year, I'm trying not to focus on anything in general, some things though, and just try and be the best person I can be. I keep hearing  people say that the end of the world is nearing soon, and it just scares the hell out of me. Literally! I'm trying to live my life right and do what I am suppose to. The only true way the bible says to reach it to heaven is to accept Jesus into your heart and declare him as Lord and Savior and live for his great works. I believe with all my heart that there is a heaven, but only a certain amount of people make it to heaven. I just hope that all my loved ones are guarteneed a spot as well as me.

Everything For A Dollar

When my little niece came over to visit, I dreaded seeing her. It's sad really, but she's just one of those younger siblings that are complete little pests and bug away. (I always think ," Wow I hope I didn't annoy my cousins like that." ) But when I saw her, this time it was different. She was much older now, and viewed things in a very different way then when she used to when she was a bit younger. She stood in my room looking around in awe and said ," Dani, if you got a dollar for everything in this room you would be rich...." I didn't think much of it and said ,"Oh don't be silly.." But after she left I thought of how she was right in a way and helped me realize things about myself that I would like to change this upcoming year. I never thought of my room as anything special, but here a little girl looked around and thought it was just great and full of clothes, and jewelry, shoes and furniture. It made me feel as if I'm not as grateful as I should be. Sometimes we don't know how fortunate and lucky we are until we see it through someone Else's eyes. This year one of my goals is to be more grateful and appreciate how easy I really have it.

Going Back To School

Oh my school is tomorrow! AHHH! I don't know if I'm exactly ready?? I LOVE having break of course everyone does, but its time to go back. Woah not to mention my horrible problem of sleeping in. Staying up late and sleeping in is the new thing! It's gonna be a hard habit to break now and for my body to adjust to waking up early once again. I know I'm not menatally ready for learning eh, but I love hearing about everyone's break and the fun adventures people have. Can't wait to see you guys tomorrow!

The Good Word of Death

When I was in deep thought one day I wonder why it seems only appropriate that when a person dies to speak upon what kind of person they are. I mean even the nastiest of people get some kind of nice speech from their family. I wonder why it only has to be when they're dead that you speak of all the great memories and qualities that that individual has. I thought of my mom and how I don't want to be speaking at her funeral and regreting never telling her that she is a beautiful, great woman that has supported me in so many ways. She is the one person in my life that I don't get around to really tell how much I appriciate and think she is just and awsome person. I do throw out comments here and there, but I don't think she fully realizes the amount of gratitude I have towards her. Another one of my goals this year is to tell people all the great things that I think of them. It shouldn't be when you are just looking at flesh in a coffin that you speak up and tell them what you felt about them. You never know, it could have made one of their day's on this earth a little brighter, and since you're only given so many what do you have to lose?