Finally it's Sunday again! My third time going to this non-denominational church led by a Baptist chaplain. I don't even care that the sermons thus far haven't been great or the movement of the Holy Spirit as obvious as it is in our church. When you get no Christianity six days out of the week, one can just let their tears roll. I truly get renewed at church. We even get a bible study directly after. I sorely miss my pentecostal though.

Hahaha! We just got off the bus only to discover it is for latter day saints. Whoopsie! We all rushed madly back into the bus.

My friend, A.H, is a sarcastic and sassy person. Very much so. She's got the anti-social kind of attitude. But she's also quite funny in that way. Apparently her varsity soccer team is not unlike cheerleaders in the movies, at least in their personalities. Meh, - Her world | My world - I like it that way. She ticks me off a lot, but she also makes me laugh. She's also very immature but hey, maybe she'll grow up and be more likable? Who knows? Either way, she can be fun to be around.

This is the first Sunday where I truly feel rested. We haven't seen the DS' all day. My friends and I found a nice quiet place away from all of the loud females in the laundry room with the door shut.

We still have our phones that were given to us for temporary. It's been at least a day but DS Ike still hasn't asked for them back. I feel extremely tempted to use the cell phone when I know I'm not supposed to and it's irritating me. So I asked DS Todman about it and later, over the intercom, he requested them to be returned. My platoon's females are furious with me because apparently they've already asked a few times and DS' still did nothing about it. It didn't feel fair to me that we got the chance to use our cells and the other platoons didn't though. I feel like I did the right thing.

The thing I'm mad about is the fact that it's obvious I've been homeschooled, raised an only child, and a first time away from home dependent child. That's better than the image that I'm some damnable thief though. My "cluelessness" as my nickname has become, seems to prove my innocence...at least it seems the accusers are not as openly hostile or distrustful of me as they were previously. That's a very good sign in my book.

I pray this week will bring even better days and move our platoon out of red phase!

God bless and good night!