Woaaahh there

So I totally forgot this blog existed. I have started and neglected so many. I should track down and delete them all... and maybe even re-post the other entries on this one.... idk. I don't think I have anything interesting written on them anyways.

I'm skipping church again. Sure I feel guilty, but I feel even more exhuasted this morning and I'm really scared about getting sick before nutcracker. I had nightmares about it last night. Besides, going to church here is like having your first day at a new school... every week.
First I have to find a ride. The woman that is supposed to give me rides is always out of town so I have to call up people I hardly know. Explaining to them where I live always takes forever for some reason and then I must endure the awkward car ride. Usually the conversation turns into an interrogation with the same questions everyone else asks.... "Where do you go to school?" "Youre not going to school?!" "Are you going to go to college?" "So does dance take up most of your time?" "I bet it's really hard" "When's your next recital?" I hate it when people call performances recitals. It makes me feel like a toddler.
Once I get to church I have to find someone to sit with... usually I sit with another girl my age and her family... but then I get strange looks and feel like an intruder.
Once the meetings start I'm fine, but the meetings never last long enough. Soon enough they're over and random middle aged women end up tracking me down and introducing themselves. They always start off by saying "You're the dancer right?" and then the interrogation questions begin. Sometimes I want to make up rediculous answers and see the shocked looks on their faces, but I'm always still too sleepy to bother.
I dont think church is supposed to be that way. I can't wait to go home. Sure, it will still be awkward with everyone welcoming me back, but at least my family and friends will be there. I'm getting so home sick. One more week until I leave. It can't come soon enough.