The weekend was excellent, until youth group. Thursday night I got to go to the football game (yay, we won and DJ did a little dance). On Friday I went to biglots, I bought a new belt and some yarn. On Saturday I babysat, and earned 20 bucks. Fun. On the BEST DAY OF THE WEEK, Sunday, I went to church where mark came for a healing service. I gave a really smart mouth answer to my mom’s question in Sunday school, I helped Trevor collect money, and shook tons of peoples hands. Youth group (usually fun) stunk. Aside from the fact that we got cookies and Monica brought her kitty it was dreadful. Stuart, DJ, Allie and Brain were not there. Missy went on and on about wanting a praise band and not feeling welcome and embraced. As if, we an embracing church. She said she had wanted to leave many times, and I had to bite my tounge so bad. In the end it was just the people who want a praise band and the people who want to play paint ball. As DJ was not there I had to be the paint ball representative. I just saw him, and he agrees it’s a tough job. I’m glad I’m just the fill in.
1 sticks of dynomite.