Weekend Happenings

Well...the weekend was eventful. I worked for 5 longs hours on saturday and then from there went home and slept and then from there I went to my church and babysat 9 kids for 3 hours with my friend David. I was excited only for the fact that SOnna (my four year old foster child that I have been working with) was going to be there. Everything was going as planned until the movie mentioned it was going to kill a baby pig (Charolette's Web) and then Sonna went bug nuts and freaked, she doesn't react well to violence because of her previous home before foster care.

Then sunday I went to church and caused an uproar within my sunday school class. They asked where my religious stand poitn was and I said..."well right now I don't think I have one. I am the kind of person that likes to put logic beind everything and with matters like this you just simply can't do that. I don't know if there is a god because I can't prove it. Since the time I was old enough to speak and comprehend I was given to drastic extremes; heaven or hell. If you don't believe in heaven then obviously the negative extreme is your result, you go to hell. In situations like this there is only one right answer. SO it makes you want to believe for the sole purpose of not burning in a firey pit of hell, not because of christ dying on a cross." I expressed this to my class and in front of my mentor at church and that didn't go over so well. I stated that I wasn't going to lie to my friends and peers in the room that I don't like being fake, so I flat out said that I was agnostic.

After the whole church ordeal my dad and I went into Salem to just browse around and check stores and stuff. I bought a sweater (which is freaking itchy but cute) and we had this long talk about alcohol and he wanted to know if I was drinking and if I was he wouldn't be mad he would just tell me his concerns he said he expected me to have tried it by now and if not then I would probably expirience it at some point before college.

Which brings me to the last part of my weekend my homecoming blunder. I wanted to go to homecoming with my friend Josh but he doesn't know if he's gonna go, and he said if he did go he would totally want to go with me. SO why not go?!!?!? If you know your gonna have a date then just freaking go....jerks. ANyways whatever I'm waiting right now for the verdict. I hate it. But its okay. Josh is a nice guy, he can be a little wench sometimes, but he's not a mean jerkface that would hurt my feelings on purpose and if he does I'll just punch him. Whateva.

Okay so now I'm at school typing up this and lesson pplans for my class. I am teaching my first class tomorrow and on wednesday I have my blood tests and urine samples thing and then I will update the blog with all the happens.

So to be continued:
1.) Homecoming date?
2.) Kidneys and what the heck is going on with them.
3.) My first group and the overall success or failure.
4.) Life...and if I've failed it yet.

Peace.