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I witnessed my very last multicultural rally of my high school career today *sobs*. Honestly, the multicultural rally has been one of my favorite things about my school throughout all four years. It's cool seeing just how crazy diverse my school is and how all the clubs come together to showcase that .. and I like getting out of class for a while. You know. The rally was actually really good this year, I give them props. And at the end the basketball team came out and we got all pumped up again (did i mention we're going to state tomorrow?!?). Well, because of the weird rally during first period all the classes were mixed up and it was generally confusing and nobody wanted to do anything in class anyways. After fourth, I ran some "errands" around school including buying the pre-sale ticket for the game! Ugh I don't think I've ever been this excited for anything.

After school I just chilled and was ready to take a nap when my dad told me that my cousins were going to come pick me up to the go their weekly youth-night thang. I was really unwilling at first but after a while of being there I was thankful. I've never really felt connected during church, or I haven't in too long, so it was refreshing and inspirational. It was awkward being there because half of the kids I didn't know and the other half were people who I've grown up with but who I've pushed away (I feel like I've said this before). But again, it was worth it, even despite the many teenage boys there who used the words "swag" and "yolo" in all seriousness and kendama-d to their hearts' content.