My body hurts. So bad. My ankles and calves and knees and hands and ... you get the idea. But you know why?? 

Me and my youth group were (some still are. It's an overnight thing.) cleaning out the third floor, which is horribly messy and dusty and gross and smells like death, of our church. I have so much fiber glass and other pointy tiny things stuck in my skin and it hurts a lot. XD 

My lungs hurt really bad, and so does my back. But @Fan_FictionGirl1 has asthma, so I can't even BEGIN to imagine what it must have been like for her. -__- (She just said, "It hurts like fragging scrap!") 

Ugh. I almost stepped on a squirrel skeleton. I had shoes on, but you know, as girls, it's still really gross to even get CLOSE to stepping on something dead. I literally walked into the room (that was full of packing peanuts and trash and broken glass and DUST. LOTS AND LOTS OF DUST.) and took a small step forward when my best friend said "Look out!" I looked down and lying RIGHT UNDER MY FOOT was a brown, stale squirrel fragging skeleton. I screamed my AFT off and ran out of the room. Our youth pastor was watching me with a strange look (and he looks literally just like Jesus is portrayed, so that looks really funny) and said, "What?" I was all like "I ALMOST JUST FRICKIN STEPPED ON A FRICKEN SQUIRREL SKELETON AAAAAAAAAAAAA" He just said "Really?" and went to go LOOK AT IT. All of the boys did. One of my friends literally said he's half died (from coughing from all the dust that was shaken into his face) twice, and someone else was like "Then you should be dead." We all laughed, but I was still trying to find out how to CONTAMINATE my foot even though I hadn't even stepped on it and it would get dirty all over again. I was DYING. SO THERE. 

BYE PEEPS PEACE!~