I've decided that my two weeks are not important. ;3
Yes, I know, go ahead... whack the computer screen.
-bobbles up and down like a bobble-head doll-
Okay.
Reason why Julie isn't going to?
JULIE had her bat mitzvah this weekend and she thinks its ten >thousand< times more important then some stupid week. It deserves its own post.
To begin, dears:
The Friday night service was pretty dull since I didn't do anything... No, I'm completely serious. I didn't learn the service for the Friday night so I had the canter and the choir do it.
I looked like a pink flower[Excusing the fact that my skirt did have a pink flower on it. >_> ] while Cara was dressed in all black [._."] and Sarah came in jeans [D;].
But, you get over it.
Oh, and Cara dyed her hair... Red! ;O Natural red. But it looks nice. Eeks.
;3
The Saturday night service was... <_<" interesting.
I wore four inch heels [God helped me live .D;] and a skirt that matched my mother's dress [Not intentional, I swear. <_<]. But anyway.
I kept slipping and falling and... laughing?
Yes.
On the bimah [Basically the stage] I had a laughing attack because I slipped on the heels. Half of the people thought I was crying. xD
But either way.
I actually knew this service so I had to lead it... [>_> Oh damn. ] But it wasn't that bad. My voice was hoarse though and I feel like I embarrassed myself... I also messed up on my Torah portion [The second time] and when we were bringing the Torah back I forgot the prayer. =_="" Ditz.
But, I got a party out of it so it was worth it.
But not a lot of my school came and the ones that did I don't think liked it.
;s
But I really appreciated that they came anyway.
Leila wrote on the girls bathroom mirror with soap. Yes, you heard me. ._." But it was all Cara's idea. A Haiku:
"Roses are orange.
Except for when they're normal.
Which you are so not."
...
In the end I told the manager about it since there was going to be a wedding two hours after my party and we had drawn on the table cloths as well... >_>
How would you feel if you had just gotten married and you went into the bathroom and there was a Haiku telling you that you aren't normal... Especially after you just finished your panic attacked about your commitment issues...
-lame attempt to justify actions-
I got angry at my mom afterwords but I'm getting bored with this diary entry...
I'm going to the school show with Sarah and Cara today. ;o
<3Rae
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If I was getting married and there was a haiku on the mirror telling me I wasn't normal, I'd feel a damn lot better about commitment issues. >w<