I'm sort of bi-polar on church.
My mom made me go yesterday, and well I hated it but still had
fun.
The youth paster got Harry Potter Jelly Beans and I got the barf
flavor D:
But, at the end of the lesson he started talking about
homosexuals. Even my sister said bad things about them. Not the
sister that doesnt know, no, it had to be the sister that said
she didnt care.