this is a page of information about not just me... but my relationship with Christ. yes... Jesus Christ.

I went to a Catholic school for seven years... Im a highschool junior now (11th grade), i came to my new school for ninth grade. from second to seventh grade i was constantly hearing and learning about diffrent religous beliefs. i had a religion class once a day where i learned about the saints, john the baptist, noah, adam and eve...and all sorts of other things. one thing i don't have real memories of is learning about Jesus. it was almost as if they were scared to talk about him or something... sorta weird when a nun is teaching your class.. but whatever.

when i came to my new school... a lot of things i didn't like began happening to me. not just at school.. but also at home. my dad was diagnosed with cancer that november, and a close family friend died... in what seemed like only a week. that was when i really began to miss the christian aspect of my old school... the comfort of really feeling accepted for who i was. i began to pray... and it definatly helped me out, and my dad :) but then things when down hill again. as things went on they got progressivly worse, and i began only really talking to close friends at school. sort of closing myself off to the world. my dad is fine now... and he was basically by the end of that year. but over the summer my whole world crashed as this guy broke up with me and yadda yadda... all the silly reasons of why i became depressed.

tenth grade...
i'm depressed, not talking to anyone but two or three people at school...completly obsessed with hanson, they took over when i felt that the rest of my world had abandoned me. i begin doing diffrent things to ease my pain... none of them worked. and some of those things... i'm still dealing with because of how out of it i was when i did some of those things... email me if you have a ? here

anyways.. basically everything i knew was hanson. hanson this and hanson that... not only so much hanson, but...taylor. have you read my "experiences" check out Jingle Ball... it'll give you a little insight to what I'm talking about here. I lived for only him, or so i thought. and thinking about all this now is scary! it's like, how could i have even cared that much about someone i don't know! some of the things i did are sick and disgusting... and scary. but eventually my depression got the better of me...and i met this other girl. she was nota hanson fan, but she was depressed. and she was into some of the same stuff that i was.... at expressing our pain. we became close... almost too close. letting each other into our sick worlds of torture. until... i don't know exactly what happened but we made a deal, a pact. that neither of us would do our "thing" and if one of us did... the other person would do it to themselves twice as bad. sort of like a guilt thing. and...that worked. for the most part anyway. and we stayed close, always checking up on each other.

school started...a boy she met invited her to his youth group. she went... she went for about a month when she asked me to go with her. i did. the first night i was there, i got saved. these people reminded me of my old school...everyone belonged and was accepted for who they were. It was amazing. and i loved it. I gave my heart over to the Lord that night (best decision i ever made) and... now i'm happier then i have ever been. sure there were a few ups and downs...and i'm sure there will be a few more, but...Jesus is in my heart to stay. And i now have this home at the church...with all these amazing people there that aren't hypocrits. that really are there because of their love for the Lord. i'm so...happy.