Take Me To Church

Okay, so I finally have the will to write an extremely long post about what happened over the weekend.

DISCLAIMER: I WILL SAY SERVICE WAS GOOD A LOT WHEN I REALLY MEAN THAT I HAVE NO WORDS FOR IT BECAUSE IT WAS AMAZING

Also, I am not going to preach a lot (lol) This post is mainly what I DID because I can't even properly explain what I FELT.

Okay, so on Thursday (February 5th) I started packing all of my clothes and things for this church event that was happening. I went to the church only 2 times and I just felt at home you know?

Normally at churches, I am left out because how I look, how I act, or just pretty much anything that resembles me. (go figures) So I made this bond I guess with everyone there on the second time considering no once criticized me. Like I said in my first post, the first time I went, I casually tapped my foot and clapped my hands. By the second time, I was jumping like some weirdo on drugs.

Before we begin on my weekend, let me explain more about the second time I went to the church.

// Isn't It Weird? \\

NOTE: this post is NOT what you think it is. I am not trying to convert you at all, believe me, in the end, you will understand.

DISCLAIMER: If you do not agree with me, is OKAY, but please don't get mad with me.

Isn't it weird how we people do such random things? Mainly teenagers to be honest.