I did not take any pictures on Saturday.
In fact, my SaturDAY was quite lame. I woke up at 11:30, people! I slept in that long. And then I got on the computer. And sat there. Forever. I think at like 6 Svenja went to Aldi and I went with her, just so I could tell myself that I went outside. Buuuuum!
I did talk to my mama on Facebook, which was super nice.
“I’m bored, Mom.”
“Too bad you can’t have a girl’s night with the sister missionaries,” she said.
“I know and I’m totally craving a girl’s night. There is one girl from church I could call…”
I tried calling that girl (Nina), but my freaking phone wouldn’t turn on! Actually, I was pushing the wrong button to turn it on… Herbert had to send me this picture, which made me feel like ultimate
But Svenja’s birthday party was that night and a lot of people came over.
I stayed and sat in Svenja’s room, even when the big crowd went on the balcony or in the kitchen. I’m better in smaller crowds. Around 1am someone asked me if I had to wake up early in the morning. No, I said.
“Oh, then do you just not drink very much?”
Which, of course, led to everything.
Then a guy named Torben said, “What’s going to happen when I die?”
And that led to EVERYTHING everything.
So I pretty much told four people about the Plan of Salvation around 1 in the morning at a party . I even tried to just give a quick answer, but they wanted to hear the whole thing. In the middle of me talking about the millennium (I know, I went through THE WHOLE THING), I was like, “You guys, we can talk about something else,” but they were like, no, go on. So there you go. Sometimes it’s nice to be weird.