So. It all started on Sunday.
There was free food at the Baptist church here in town. So I went. Because... free food.
Well, I was told that the food started at 7pm. So naturally, I got there at seven, worried there would be too many people and not enough food... cause free food and poor college kids!
There was only me, the workers and then two other guys.
Apparently, it didn't start until 7:30!
That is like a 30 Minute window where the awkward Emilie can make an appearance! AND OHMYGOSH she did...
So. We are sitting there in complete silence and they finally ask what my name is. I answer. They are all, "So.. you're a freshman."
Now. I get this alot! So calmly and very collected I say, "Nope. Senior."
They have this incredulous look on their face, mixed with a look of sheer panic. In which I let them steep in for like 4 seconds. Then finally tell them I transferred in. In which they laughed in relief.
Then we were talking about Missouri and Minnesota and stuff... but then the fateful thing happened.
"So you all play sports?"
*Insert slightly offended football players here*
Yeah... so then I went and sat with a friend next to this one guy.
Well. The speaker people were talking about what was to eat and they got "Texas Sheet Cake" and the girl next to me said, "What's Texas sheep cake?" So I am trying to explain its sheet.
Apparently she said sheet. So I start silently cracking up. And the guy starts cracking up. And this girl starts cracking up. And we are all trying to stop and its not working. Then, they start praying and I just hold my breath. So I have tears streaming down my face.
Well. Fun fact. I dont eat pork. Its a heavy meat and my family has never really eaten it.
So we get to the line and I get my food (hot dog) and I make it my very awkward way. (Just relish and mustard)
Then I find out its pork.
So I had my cake and a hot dog I couldn't eat.
The guy notices we make our hotdogs the same, because the girl next to me offered to eat it. So I swapped it with him for cake. Then ANOTHER girl gave me cake.
3 Pieces of cake. yup.
So then this guy, who doesnt even go to my school but is pretty cool, offers to help me carry stuff out to my car. I offer to carry a piece of cake, and he goes, "Well that would be pointless!" And drops a piece of cake... in which I lose it.
So he grabs me another piece of cake. Then he is carrying my cake while I am carrying my keys and a bag of chips. So yeah. I joke that this is my soul mate because I don't meet many people who make the hot dog the same.
His first question to me was. "All expenses paid, for a week, where would you go."
ANYways. That is my story. And yeah, like I said I was kidding, but he was cool.....
Below is a cool picture I took on my way to church this past sunday.