Mare went to Church

Yesturday was a pretty boring day. I did laundry, which I folded whilest watching part of Bridget Jones 2, a delighful movie, and then put it away in the various rooms it belonged. CJ was around, so I was able to get into Mark's room to put his away. Although, I did have to mend a pair of my pants as the seam had ripped. And then onward to a floor meeting (which was pretty pointless) and homework, huzzah!

Rachel and I had supper from the caf tonight. DO NOT EAT THE BROCCOLI CHEESE SOUP! Rachel was sick after she had it last time, but I wasn't so I decided to have it again. I was pretty much dieing on my bed after dinner. Seriously, I felt sooooo sick. Not good.

I accompanied Rabe, Clare, and Becky to church last night for the last chance mass at St. Jo's, which was actually pretty fun. I mean usually, I hate church, but last night it was good. Father Scott knows how to preach to university kids, and we got to learn about how to take communion as it is the Year of the Eucharist, apparently. Who knew? And the sermon, to ALLL of which I listened(what a miracle), was about forgiveness. It was pretty good. And then after we had cake downstairs, which I really regretted eating after when I was collapsed on my bed dieing. So not cool.

I do believe my whole wing now thinks I am pregnant, as Mark was shouting "just let me feel the baby kick" and "we're in this together, Mary" and other such things. lol. Oh well, I like a good scandle as much as the next gal.

Oh, my parents came in yesturday and brought me snacks and then we went out for lunch. It was pretty good. Anywho, that's all I have to tell. Mare out.