Blasphemous? Who the heck feels blasphemous? 'I feel blasphemous!"...nah, doesn't work. If a word could describe how I feel right now...nah there isn't one. Monday was confirmation! I know it's weird, but I already miss our lovely little religion classes. You know, those awesome virtue videos, "and he ripped the grasshopper's limbs off!", the brothers Gulley being totally clueless about a lot of stuff, and basically just the class itself. It was mad boring at times, but soooooo funny. The ceremony itself was fairly fun. When I got up to talk to the bishop he told me I was going to be the next Katie Couric, even though I said nothing relating to TV or journalism, and plan on never becoming one of those tv anchors...EVER. Yeah watch..15 years from now you'll be watching me on Capital News 9. Haha. Tuesday was blah..The Crucible..Giles..funny. Ohhh today's rehearsal....ugh. Well we got the snow...only the making of it isn't going as fast a it should be. I'm not even going to get into it right now, because no words could completely describe how I feel about the situation, and I don't want to write something here that can be misinterpreted into something that it isn't. Whatever. We evacuated the school because it smelled weird..and the lights were freaking out....I sure hope things work out..but they never seem to. That last statement really makes me sound like a downer. You know what...things are going to get better......would Nelson let us down?