Today when I was on the bus on my way home from school, there was this ultra IRRITATING girl who kept staring and staring and me! Gawd! What IS her bloody problem? So you know what I did? I stared back. And I stared real hard. Until she finally gave up and stared at her mother instead.
You see, when you're a kid, you're either a cute one or an irritating one. I think I was an irritating one because I'm actually one of the few Christian babies who have no godmother or godfather.
Oh yeah, today's training was pretty gross. P was yelling at everyone. Actually, she always yells at everyone. But today she yelled a hell lot. Oh, and I noticed her breast cancer socks. And I was like, trying hard not to laugh. Its just so... unique. Its just such a unique pair of socks.
Must do's:
Pack for camp
Buy presents
Prepare the testimony thing*
Make new layout (I haven't contributed a single shit for such a long time already)
*I have no idea how to do this. The shit sheet of paper was like, "Follow a three-point outline: 1. Attitudes and actions before I became a Christian; 2. Circumstances surrounding my conversion; 3. Changes that took place after I received Christ." I have no idea how to do this! I don't remember how I felt about becoming a Christian thirteen years ago. And like, ahem, I'm thirteen this year. So its not a matter of bad memory.
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