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Well, I guess I'm writing in here again. Blogger better pull the stick out of its butt by the time I get back from St. Meinrad....*shakes fist* Anyway. I just need to write...We had our last Youth Mass of the year today - Pentecost, which is considered the birthday of the Catholic Church. Since fire often represents the Holy Spirit, we set the top of the baptismal font on fire during the second reading. That turned out really cool - the whole mass was really good, actually, especially the music. But....Jennifer, our youth minister, gave a little goodbye speech. And she started crying while she was up there. And then at the end of mass, we were singing 'Go Light Your World' like we do at the end of every youth mass, and I was singing fine, but then when it got to the refrain, I just broke down. So carry your candle, run to the darkness. Seek out the hopeless, the tired, and worn. Hold out your candle for all to see it. Take your candle and go light your world.... Yeah. And then afterward we were in Bona Hall eating donuts and cookies and I kept crying. I went to the bathroom to compose myself, but then I just cried harder because I kept thinking about last August when I was in Milwaukee, saying goodbye to all the little kids, and even after they left, I just kept sobbing. And it's kind of hard to describe on the internet, but I'm not like that at all - I hide what I'm really feeling - sure I express it in writing and put it all over the internet, but that's different. I hide behind my words, and when I'm with people, I usually don't express myself as well. Anyway. When I was sobbing in Milwaukee, Jennifer just had her hand pressed on my arm and she said, "You know, Jackie, sometimes this is what being Christian means. It hurts to make a bond with someone even if you know you'll have to break it, but that's what it's all about - you made their lives better...." Yeah. So, while trying to compose myself, that popped into my head and cried harder. After a couple minutes I was alright again, and I went back out and hugged Tom goodbye. It was very awkward at first, but then it would be okay. Tom said he would come back for any masses he was home for, and he even said that if he was ever off of work on a Thursday this summer, he would come to The Quest. I'm going to miss Tom a lot....I'm going to miss everyone a lot. I hope New Life doesn't fall apart next year because I really love youth masses.....I don't care if I have to stay up all night practicing the damn piano (after all my piles of AP course homework) so that I can play and direct at the same time, I'm not letting New Life die. Yeah. So, now I'm home, and hopefully I can make myself feel alright again....I need to clean my room today and I need to pack so I don't have to wake up earlier tomorrow morning than I already am (4!!) for St. Meinrad. Yeah. And everyone on my friends list is probably trying to figure out who the hell I am.....oh well. Here's a quiz.

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