Ok, time for a religion class kiddies! Hahaha, jk, but it is about my youth group.
Well, i go to a youth group (YG for short) at a really nice Christian church. WAY better than the one i used to go to. (At the old one, everyone was wearing fucking Abercrombie and Fitch and sneered at me...cos i wore cargos and a faerie shirt. ~*rolls eyes*~ ) At this YG of mine, everyone's pretty accepting, and even fairly pro-gay. =] but i've got some bones to pick with them, especially today. Cos apparently, i'm being forced to go to a Thrashers (hockey team of Atlanta) game. Now, i've got nothing against the Thrashers or hockey, or sports, i just don't care for them. ESPECIALLY when my best friend isn't going. soooo...what's pissing me off is my youth minister is telling my mom to force me to come to the game. WHY?! APPARENTLY, i haven't been attending YG these past 4-6 weeks. i'm sure that has NOTHING to do with the fact that there hasn't BEEN any YG, since the kids who are in the play need the YG time to fix up their lines. (please note the extremem sarcasm.) So, maybe you understand my frustration. Perhaps you don't. And then again, perhaps you're an alien from Planet Claire. lol.
So, what do i do? i definitely don't want to go, and yet it seems i have to. i find that ironic since my mom lost her job and doesn't have the extra cash just laying around. ~*glares at mom*~ A lot of the time, i just don't want to go. Most of the time, i don't want to go AND i want to save money. And then sometimes i just want to save money. Why can't my mom fucking see that?! Just cos i'm a teenager DOESN'T mean i don't understand, or don't give a damn! grrrr....
i wish i had internet connection on my phone. i would definitely be uploading shit to a twitter account 24/7. and might even go.
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