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Yeah. You're sooo lucky I'm chatty today. Haha. We just had our Confirmation. I'm so glad it's over.
Well Fr. Egg came and went before the rite even started (pretty funny; he said "Something came up") and Carol didn't arrive at all, on account of her sick mom.
The mass was boring. I almost slept in the Homily part; Fr. Joel was so boring. Haha. And then after that was a 10 minute break and Marie and I hung out a little. Then it was back to Formation Number 1 and we were sweating in the sun. Then the marching tune played and we went right in, marching to nothing. Everyone was out of beat. The marching tune is soooo slow, how can you march to it?! I think you have to CRAWL to it.
Then we made lots of mistakes with all the frickin' "Amen"s and then when I was in line to be confirmed my dad was there and I was like, "Dad wth are you doing here?! Where's Fr. Egg?"
He said, "He left us." And the three of us (plus Emily) were laughing all the way to the bishop back to the seats. Well that was me anyway. I felt like a loser. I felt like a PROXY, a proxy for a person with my same name and face and same everything. Minus the reality. I was a proxy for MYSELF.
It felt really weird, walking between two people pretending to be your godparents and you pretending to be yourself. It was weird.
Well I still have oil on my forehead. Ew. I'll wipe it off maybe.
MCR's next single is I Don't Love You. Double ew. I hate that song. Kinda. Now I like My Chemical but really, The Black Parade is sort of ridiculous compared to their past albums. *sigh*
Well Fr. Egg came and went before the rite even started (pretty funny; he said "Something came up") and Carol didn't arrive at all, on account of her sick mom.
The mass was boring. I almost slept in the Homily part; Fr. Joel was so boring. Haha. And then after that was a 10 minute break and Marie and I hung out a little. Then it was back to Formation Number 1 and we were sweating in the sun. Then the marching tune played and we went right in, marching to nothing. Everyone was out of beat. The marching tune is soooo slow, how can you march to it?! I think you have to CRAWL to it.
Then we made lots of mistakes with all the frickin' "Amen"s and then when I was in line to be confirmed my dad was there and I was like, "Dad wth are you doing here?! Where's Fr. Egg?"
He said, "He left us." And the three of us (plus Emily) were laughing all the way to the bishop back to the seats. Well that was me anyway. I felt like a loser. I felt like a PROXY, a proxy for a person with my same name and face and same everything. Minus the reality. I was a proxy for MYSELF.
It felt really weird, walking between two people pretending to be your godparents and you pretending to be yourself. It was weird.
Well I still have oil on my forehead. Ew. I'll wipe it off maybe.
MCR's next single is I Don't Love You. Double ew. I hate that song. Kinda. Now I like My Chemical but really, The Black Parade is sort of ridiculous compared to their past albums. *sigh*