How I almost got saved

the other day when i was sky ping with my mom, we heard a beautiful voice that could only have been that of an angel's. little did we know...
i was approached by this so called "angel" and her posy who were incredibly friendly and decided it was appropriate to serenade my mom via Skype. So, naturally, after they asked if i went to the university of salamanca and i explained to them my situation and gave them my information so that they could then pass it on to a friend who was "involved in the school organizations." Wow, i thought, pretty cool!

I got an email a few days later explaining that this so called organization was have a large dinner with many people in order to get the school organizations rolling. I thought, woo cool maybe i'll meet a cute guy or some girls with cute guy friends. Oops.

That thursday night, Olivia, Kelsey, Jordan and I decided that we should go to the dinner and get involved in our new temporary university. However, in order to do so it was only right that we'd have a couple glasses of wine first. We finally get the nerve to go to this organization's dinner and head out to find the place.

After 10 minutes we find the building and we are buzzed in. When we get up to the door there are 4 girls standing there and the place is silent. Oh well, i thought, we must be early because NO ONE is on time in Spain. They begin to explain to us that their organization has dinners every tuesday night (nom) they do volunteer work on the weekend with kids who need guidence (hint number one two and three. but i always like some volunteer work, so hey sounds cool), and last but not least, the chapel is open 24/7 for your convenience. I couldn't be more proud of my friends and i for keeping a straight face. 

ummmmm say whaaaat??

oh wait, we're not done with you sinners, we'll kindly take you on a tour. We go from library to kitchen to chapel to wait... there is seriously a chapel in your apartment/headquarters/organization building??? not only is there a chapel but it has about 15 pews. i was a bit star struck (or christ struck, if i may) until i noticed that right when the girls walked in the kneeled for a good 45 seconds (more like banged their knees on the ground and spazzed for a bit). And then that awkward moment that no one like to acknowledge came. Well, the 2nd or 3rd one. The both turned sloooowly at me to see if i would bend over for the big JC too. I look at them like i've suddenly forgotten how to speak any language and sloooowly exit the room with a grin on my face that may have come off a bit too possessed. I guess they like a challenge because they rubbed it off as if this happens all the time and they knew they'd have me on my knees soon enough (no pun intended, but they were catholic).

After a hasty farewell we were out the door clutching our stomachs because the laughter was not behaving very well and was on the verge of escaping any second. 

And that, my friends, is how i almost got saved.