THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
We had our "class retreat" thing today.
It non-catholic terms, what that means is sitting on the gym floor all day in a bizarre cocktail of the movie Saved and that one scene from Mean Girls when they're in the gym.
I think the whole point was to revel in our sisterhood, or some crap like that...But, hey. I wasn't in class. (Score).
What we DID do was lots of "trust" games, talk about our feelings, sing religions songs (one one one one let's all have some Jesus fun! Two two two three let's all climb the Jesus tree!), eat donuts, do Jesus zen, write letters to God, sing more religious songs, have group discussions, lie on the floor....
It was possibly the single most all-around LAME thing I've ever done.
But it was funny as hell. It really was. Religious people are weird.
During our liturgy thing, the pastor/preist man (I don't know the catholic term) told everyone to bless someone around them.
Both my friends Alix and Emily turned to me and said "Bless You HEATHEN!!"
It was funny. We got kind of dirty looks for it. But screw them.
Anyway. So, yeah, that was it.
Oh, and if anyone would like to work something out with the calendar so it could possibly move Novermber 29th to some other day of the week. It would be gretaly appreciated.
QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"These beans! These beans' a SIGN from GOD! Oh bless me sweet Jesus!"