I hate busy weekends!!!!!
Hello -
So, yesterday was a very busy day. I had to get up at 8:00 yesterday morning to go to Tag Day for my choir. I hate going around and begging for money. However, this year I got a good location (close to the school) so people know about the music department and what it does even if they don't have school age children. I then had to go from there to my SAT prep class. Since my mom was driving, my dad had to come pick me up. He got confused with my mom's directions, so I barely got to my class on time. When my class was done I came home, had lunch, and finished my Algebra II homework. I then had to go over my summer review test with my dad (I failed it). Next thing I knew, it was dinnertime.
This morning I had to serve at church. It was very confusing. For starters, the priest didn't show up until the time mass was supposed to start (he got in traffic). He uses a bigger version of the sacramentary (book with prayers, basically). During the gloria he was making sure that the markers were in the right place, but never motioned for one of us servers to come and hold the book for him. Then, after communion he didn't clear the altar, went and sat down, but didn't motion to us to clear the altar off. We were all asking each other "Are we supposed to clear the altar off?" Finally the person that does the training came over and told us. It was just kind of weird. This afternoon my mom and I went to a girl scout Gold Award workshop. We had to go all the way to DC. We came home and went to Popeye's for dinner.
That was basically my weekend.
BCR
So, yesterday was a very busy day. I had to get up at 8:00 yesterday morning to go to Tag Day for my choir. I hate going around and begging for money. However, this year I got a good location (close to the school) so people know about the music department and what it does even if they don't have school age children. I then had to go from there to my SAT prep class. Since my mom was driving, my dad had to come pick me up. He got confused with my mom's directions, so I barely got to my class on time. When my class was done I came home, had lunch, and finished my Algebra II homework. I then had to go over my summer review test with my dad (I failed it). Next thing I knew, it was dinnertime.
This morning I had to serve at church. It was very confusing. For starters, the priest didn't show up until the time mass was supposed to start (he got in traffic). He uses a bigger version of the sacramentary (book with prayers, basically). During the gloria he was making sure that the markers were in the right place, but never motioned for one of us servers to come and hold the book for him. Then, after communion he didn't clear the altar, went and sat down, but didn't motion to us to clear the altar off. We were all asking each other "Are we supposed to clear the altar off?" Finally the person that does the training came over and told us. It was just kind of weird. This afternoon my mom and I went to a girl scout Gold Award workshop. We had to go all the way to DC. We came home and went to Popeye's for dinner.
That was basically my weekend.
BCR
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