church

first off, let me state, i love church. i love going to church: seeing the people, worshiping, it's oh so jazzy! but today was very different! squeaky clean was ignoring me, and was twice as nervous as last night! i was speaking to him about something serious, & normally he'll hold my gaze, but he barely even glanced at me! i then took my leave and sat in the service with my friend hannah montanna [no, it's not the real mylie cyrus]. my bassist was there! i was so excited for after the service, so i could talk to her! well, at the beginning of the sermon, i see on the projector that it reads "[my name] please come to the foyer". i found out that my sister had passed out; hit her head; and was getting ready to be taken by the ambulance to the closest hospital. yeah. so i left. i didn't even speak with soon-to-leave. i might catch a ride with the brothers tonight. my family will probably be occupied. oh gosh, i'll see if i can tell you of my tales tonight, but it may not be until tomorrow. no clue if the sis is going back to Newport or not.

"Times of general calamity and confusion create great minds. The purest ore is produced from the hottest furnace, and the brightest thunderbolt is elicited from the darkest storms."
[charles caleb colton]

~c. major