Wednesday was a holy day of obligation, so I had to go to mass. Halfway through the Eucharist, I noticed that the crucifix was oddly twisted.. . . It looked like Jesus was doing a Michael Jackson dance. I exploded into giggles that were completely inappropriate.
Thursday was a day spent at home, as was Friday. Saturday, I had to go to church because I was going to Cedar Point on Sunday. So Ben and I went to church. Ben hadn't been to church since he was like, 3. So he was really worried that he was going to do something wrong. First he crawled over a pew, then he fistpumped when he got a response right. When the priest ate the eucharist, Ben goes, 'omnomnom" and I was like OMG BEN STOP. Then, as we left, Ben goes, 'I didn't even get to drink any holy water what kind of a church is this ?"
After that, he and Aidan and I went out to eat at The Claddagh, which is a medieval-type Irish restaurant which is mildly expensive but has godly food. And then I went home and Derek came over and spent the night and yeahh the next morning he was like 'GOOD MORNING. I KNOW I'M AT YOUR HOUSE BUT I'M GONNA GO OVER HERE AND PLAY LEAGUE WITH SOME OF MY OTHER FRIENDS AND NOT INVITE YOU
So then I spent the next few hours trying not to be pouty because I mean it's not like we were going to do anything other than sit there but I could have played I don't know.
Sunday I ended up not-going to Cedar point because I had a headache, but it was gone by 11.30am and so I called my mum and she came over and brought me fruit and we went for a walk at Kensington beach and it was fun c:
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