Today, I woke up and got ready for church. Then I caught the bus down to South campus so I could actually go to church. This was the first time I've been to that ward in like 5 weeks. I sat through sacrament, and then sat in the Bishop's office for all of Sunday School. I was set apart as the choir accompanist and as a member of the Unity Committee. Then I sat through Relief Society. And then left, came back to my room. Ate a frozen pizza, then did some homework,watched "The R.M." {hilar Mormon movie} watched Once Upon A Time, more homework and watched "Baptists at the Barbecue" {another hilar Mormon movie, not as funny though} and now I'm watching The Tudors {because Manda got me interested} while avoiding said homework. And I'm probs gonna go to bed after this episode and after I finish this post.
It was awkward though because basically as soon as I walked into church, a girl came up to me demanding if I was in an institute class. {yeah, nope} and then after sacrament, the Elders Quorum president who was sitting by me, kinda awkward, because he had blessed the sacrament and then came and sat by me, between me and this random kid who was at the end of our row. But anyways, he shook my hand, asked my name and was like "OH so you're THE Emily Evans. I've been seeing and hearing your name pop up for a while now!" and then proceeded to ask where I was from and if I knew people in my old stake.
But seriously. You don't tell people that they've been hearing your name around for a while. It makes them worry. They probs realized I haven't been going to church, and were wondering if I was going inactive {which I kinda was}. Sigh, now I'm wondering why people are so bent on getting me to go to church. A good 4/5 of the ward doesn't even know who I am. Because they don't need to. Whatevs.
But I'm happy that I was called as the choir accompanist. I haven't played the piano basically since the beginning of the semester, and I feel like I'm actually useful for something. The calling that they basically kinda stuck me in because they were trying to get everyone a calling, was me doing the weekly program with another girl, but the one time I did it, a member of the bishopric had already printed it off, which I realized AFTER I printed off 75 pages and cut them into 150 individual programs. So I wasted my time and a bunch of trees doing those stupid programs. But at least I have a reason to go to church now. And that's to play the piano. Even though I hate accompanying because it's so nerve-racking.
Welp, off to bed!
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