// Friendship bracelets and smudged mascara.

Okay, so I've had an interesting last couple of weeks. After all, it is coming close to Christmas and everyone knows how busy that gets.

Like Matt said, the last of the 2004 Christmas Cantata at RPC was on Sunday. That was an awesome time. I'm so lucky that I got to be a part of it. Especially since it might be my final Christmas at RPC for awhile. But yeah, more on that later. My hair was all curled and I actually wore make-up (of my own choice!!) and I felt so pretty. It's nice when people remember that I'm still a girl, even though I beat up all the boys at youth group. AH HA. It was a great time, indeed.

And yeah, the thought of moving into Edmonton for school doesn't scare it so much. I'm down for that. It's just the thought of leaving my life behind. My family and my youth group. These are my best friends. In the last couple years, it's always been rare for me to call anyone my best friend, and it feels so good now that I can say "best friend" and know that it's a mutual feeling. There's a couple people that have just really touched my heart in the last couple years. And it's a long story, but Dyllan and I weren't talking for awhile in September and everyday, it hurt so much knowing that he was just down the block from me, but it felt like an ocean between us. I feel so lucky that he's my best friend and that he takes care of me the way that he does. And Matt? After you shared your testimony at that youth rally, I was praying for you that night. And then I cried. Because I thought, it really isn't fair that you knew your cat longer than you knew your mom. And I've never met your mom, but I'm just so happy that at least she's up in Heaven where God is taking care of her. And I'm sure she's smiling and feeling very proud of you right now. I know I'm proud of you. I could go on forever about each and every single one of you, but I won't, otherwise my tears are going to drown this keyboard and I'll have to get a new one. But just know you all have a place in my heart.

But please, no comments acknowledging the sentimental value of this post. I just wanted to put this out there. Thanks. (But there certainly seems to be a trend of emotional posts lately. Rad. It means we appreciate life. Good work.)

Anyway, I've got dinner waiting and a Biology project to finish, so I shall be off.