Everybody cut footloose!

ok. I'm only writing this because I've wanted to make a new post for about a week now and just haven't had either time or motivation (more frequently no motivation) to sit down and do it.

there are a billion things I need to write about on my own. therapeutically. I think there's an off-chance I'm losing my mind.

because of this, I don't have a lot to say on here. it's mostly just stuff I need to hash out with my journal. I've been waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too emotional this week.

but anyway, the cold is gone. it lasted all of two days, I got a ton of sleep because I had no school tuesday or thursday, so it's all better now (though my mom is sick, but with something different).

last night at youth group it started pouring down rain, I mean sheets of rain, and lots of wind, so Becca and I ran outside and started spinning around. and then we realized how freaking cold it was and came back inside after about three seconds. but we got really wet. then we had to make a dash out to our cars, and as I was unlocking my door I thought I tripped over something - I looked down only to realize that it was a really huge puddle I had just run through.

so I drove home with a very wet pantleg and sock. and came home and put fuzzy socks on.

tonight was the fundraiser at our church. you know how I'm always saying how my church is overflowing with musical talent? well, this fundraiser (for new chairs in our sanctuary because the old ones look like crap) was basically two bands that have formed from people within our church. The Pilots are brand new....they are mostly late teens/early twenties and play normal, modern music. and they are incredible. I've heard them twice now and they're sooooo good. the other band is Roger and the Hubcaps. Roger is my worship leader, and back in college he and Bret (our electric guitarist) started this band with three other guys. they didn't play for a long time but a few years back they got back together and started playing a few gigs. they play oldies/rock and roll stuff from the 60's on.

they played Footloose and it was amazing. everybody was dancing. we had a fantastic time.

so anyway, I'm very very very tired now. I'm going to go to bed and sleep like the dead. I hope I'm not sore tomorrow. I'm too young to be sore. and I'll write more soon-ish. for some reason I really feel like writing this week.