I'm sort of bi-polar on church.
My mom made me go yesterday, and well I hated it but still had fun.
The youth paster got Harry Potter Jelly Beans and I got the barf flavor D:
But, at the end of the lesson he started talking about homosexuals. Even my sister said bad things about them. Not the sister that doesnt know, no, it had to be the sister that said she didnt care.