i'm not a virgin, i'm irish

how was winter formal last night, for all you social party going people? as you can see in the post before this, i did not go. i did however, get to laugh at my brother when he was getting ready. hey zoey, did you see the posse there? i figured you would have. is ron a good dancer?!? i have pics (hilarious) and i'll see if i can put them in a slide show when ron updates them onto the compy.

so, after getting home last night from my grand-rents house, the first thing that i said was, "who sprayed cologne?" it was horrifying. if anyone has watched doogie howser, you would notice that when teenage males get nervous, they sweat, and to prevent any bad bo, they spray on gallons of man perfume. *gag* this morning it was almost just as bad, and i prolly smell like a boy now.

i had church this morning. advent sermon notes and all that jazz. the usual doodling on the back. nothing special. my mom had to teach sunday school today, (which she started for my sister, even tho she's never there), and we were in the theater, (yes, we have a theater in our church, tho the chairs are very small and it's hard to cross your legs if the want posseses you). it was a short movie about the vergin mary and joseph and the birth of christ. but the good part didn't come until the end when the class had to answer questions about what had happened. one of these questions was, "how could we relate to mary and joseph?" someone practically yelled out that the couple are vergins, (poor unknowing kids) and a wise-cracking little bugger replyed, "i'm not a vergin, i'm irish."