Raine, dear, please try to have a bit more to your posts. We try to at least have some substance, even in the ToGR.
We went to the Breakfast with Santa at church today. Yum...I love the food there. There were pancakes, waffles, sausage, bacon, and all sorts of toppings, along with hot chocolate and coffee. This one lady who worked back in the nursery with me came up and asked if I was a junior or a sophomore. Usually, people think I'm younger than I am, so I was pretty happy 'bout that. After I said that I was a sophomore, she asked if I was 16 yet, then asked if I babysit. I would've said that I could, except for a lack of transportation. It's hard for me to babysit for people not in my neighborhood because I can't drive. Which is fine by me; I don't exactly need the money just yet. Though Christmas shopping isn't going to be easy...
I'm pretty sure that my youth minister thinks my soul is condemned or something dramatic like that. I haven't been to any of the youth group stuff in a looong time. While school does keep me fairly busy, that's not the only reason I don't go to things. You see, my youth group already has established friendships. I mean, they aren't clique-ish or mean...I just feel kind of out of the loop, and I simply don't care enough to get in the loop. I do have some friends in the youth group, but we aren't close. More like we say hi, and that's about it. Additionally, I get pretty much everything I would get from them from my friends. The posse from school gets together once a month for Bible studies and worship, and then we have the Sophomore girls Bible study (which is just my friends and me...kind of sad).
So, long story short: I'd rather be around my school friends than my youth group at church.
Hm...I wonder if I shall ever achieve Senior Member...I've been here for years, and I still have just over 500 posts. *ponders* Hehe. Two more years. I'll make it a goal to be a senior member by Senior year. That'd be pretty nifty.
It's rather cold outside. I'm not a big fan of the cold, unless it's snowing. It's not worth being cold if there isn't snow.
We went to the Breakfast with Santa at church today. Yum...I love the food there. There were pancakes, waffles, sausage, bacon, and all sorts of toppings, along with hot chocolate and coffee. This one lady who worked back in the nursery with me came up and asked if I was a junior or a sophomore. Usually, people think I'm younger than I am, so I was pretty happy 'bout that. After I said that I was a sophomore, she asked if I was 16 yet, then asked if I babysit. I would've said that I could, except for a lack of transportation. It's hard for me to babysit for people not in my neighborhood because I can't drive. Which is fine by me; I don't exactly need the money just yet. Though Christmas shopping isn't going to be easy...
I'm pretty sure that my youth minister thinks my soul is condemned or something dramatic like that. I haven't been to any of the youth group stuff in a looong time. While school does keep me fairly busy, that's not the only reason I don't go to things. You see, my youth group already has established friendships. I mean, they aren't clique-ish or mean...I just feel kind of out of the loop, and I simply don't care enough to get in the loop. I do have some friends in the youth group, but we aren't close. More like we say hi, and that's about it. Additionally, I get pretty much everything I would get from them from my friends. The posse from school gets together once a month for Bible studies and worship, and then we have the Sophomore girls Bible study (which is just my friends and me...kind of sad).
So, long story short: I'd rather be around my school friends than my youth group at church.
Hm...I wonder if I shall ever achieve Senior Member...I've been here for years, and I still have just over 500 posts. *ponders* Hehe. Two more years. I'll make it a goal to be a senior member by Senior year. That'd be pretty nifty.
It's rather cold outside. I'm not a big fan of the cold, unless it's snowing. It's not worth being cold if there isn't snow.
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