What's with the John 3:16?
My dad's credit card took me shopping today, after my mom, my sister, and I watched Heathers Mean Girls. I think my mom is starting to go through some sort of seperation anxiety as she wants to spend every waking moment with me. I used to hate having to be around my mom, but now that I'm going away next year, she's really not that bad. Anyway, they opened a Forever 21 at the mall, and I had to really stop myself from buying one of everything there. It's like a casino in that store: you lose track of time and just keep going and going. Not that it's a bad thing, because now I have new clothes.
Our class retreat was on Thursday up at the nuns' house in Watch Hill, Rhode Island. It was really very pretty - the house was a little old, but really cosy. After our retreat that morning, we were allowed to walk into town via the beach (without supervision omggggg) and none of us even thought of wearing sunscreen. It was so sunny and so nice, but just a little too windy, so when we passed by the hip college kids sprawled out waiting for some surfing waves, they all got to see our adorable panties. On our way back from town, there was this pair of guys playing football. One of them nodded towards Meg, then passed the ball right in front of us. There are some people in the world that really should just be shot.
The back of the nuns' house. It was huge.
Chloe looking dramatic with the path down to the beach behind her.
The beach. We're yelling because the water is freezing.
Meg laughing. On the beach.
A very nice picture of Michelle V, who I hardly ever see laugh this hard.
Meg and Nicole on the way back from town.
We were so tired from walking back that we decided to nap in the lawn. Then we play hide-and-go-seek in the house, but got yelled at.