New Beginnings. That's the name of the church we went to this morning. It began with a kickin' Kirk Franklin style worship. I tried to get into it, but for some reason, I have a hard time worshipping with or near my parents. Why is this? Is is because I feel inferior? I don't know. But anywho, the pastor seemed to be very into the blessing side of being God's child. I am not quite sure how I feel about it, but there just seemed to be so little emphasis on being in right relationship with the Lord, no discipline, no hard work, just name it and claim it kinds of stuff. I am babbling. Anywho. It was a very interesting service with many people falling backwards being slain in the spirit. I don't understand it. I don't know how I feel about it. But I am open to the Lord and I worhsip him anyways.

Played tennis. Sewed 10 pillows for new apartment. Planned to take over the world using mostly spoons. no forks. no, spoons.

Ate the rest of the mint oreo icecream out of the tub. Too much. Did crunches to combat the caloric intake.

One should not write posts while watching cute Sandra Bullock movie. More later. If we're lucky. . . .