What would possess you to text a teenager at 8 o clock in the fucking morning, on the first monday of half term? And not even about anything interesting. About a meeting. I dont know Linda Tav, sometimes your mind baffles me. I want to be asleep. I've felt very popular recently. Many interesting people have texted me. All those kinds of people who its actually worth wasting your credit on. We didnt even have particulary long conversations. But they all texted me first, or asked me to text them. which made me feel loved. I realise the offect of that was somewhat ruined by the fact that i got a text from my sisters ex boyfriends mum... but still, i have chosen to ignore that text and continue to have an inbox full of insanely worthwhile people. I'm currently writing my sermon for the evening service on the 12th. It's quite scary, thinking that i'm gonna be up there chattering away, and anything up to 200 people (optimistic for an evening service, i know, but theres always a chance) are going to be listening to me. Some will be really interested by what i have to say, some will be falling asleep, some will be stilling there tutting because my girl boxers waistband will be on show, some will doubtless seriously disagree with what i'm saying and complain at Dad for even consitering a youth such as myself take over his sermon. and then there'l be my friends. I have no idea what they're going to think. They all know i'm a chirstian, lets face it, they're all coming to my baptism, but God knows it's gonna be odd to hear me 'preaching'. Hell, its gonna be odd to hear myself preaching. Absurd in fact. Well now i'm scared. Ah well, if it all goes horribly wrong, i can always burt into a rendition of 'Come on in and taste the new wine'. If you havent ehard it, check it out, its a hilarious song. We've got a rehearsal today to choose all the songs for the evening service, and probably the morning one aswell, seeing as i get to choose them n all. and then we're gonna rehearse them, with th drum kit and everything, we hope. It should be good. As well as giving me n sally time to plan the sermon. The fact that i'm going to have pretty much written my bit by then is quite irrelevant. Hmm, its not so much as sermon as the kind of talks we get at youth events... I wonder if thats a good or bad thing... ...It must be good... It's a youth service.... They can live with things being a bit different. Ok, i'm going to go and stop distracting myself. I might be back to write more later. Depending on what there is for breakfast..