Peace Be With You
So here's me, poor little Sister Maria Virginie, fresh from the nunnery, out in the big bad world.
I took some computer classes before I left, so I thought the internet would be a lovely way to make friends, I've heard of how easy it is to find people online.
Eventually I'd like to track down the motherfucker that got me punted from the nunnery. It was so blatantly a set-up in hindsight, how was I supposed to know that they don't really do exchanges with the seminary down the road? I thought it was a bit odd when they said I'd have to do confession with all of them one at a time, and plain weird when they said that since I was a nun and they were priests we could both sit in the same side of the confessional. "Come on, sit on my knee Marie Virginie, don't bother with that, it's just my rosary beads in my pocket."
I'm still not altogether sure what I'm supposed to have done wrong. It's not like I told anyone. And I did all my Hail Mary and Our Fathers. And I never told anyone what I saw behind the massive organ.
All in all I got a bum deal. But it could've been worse, from what the altar boy was telling me his bum's been dealt much worse.
So I hope to be posting here regularly, my new life on the outside, and I hope it's not too dull, poor little me learning the ways of the world.
Peace be with you.
I took some computer classes before I left, so I thought the internet would be a lovely way to make friends, I've heard of how easy it is to find people online.
Eventually I'd like to track down the motherfucker that got me punted from the nunnery. It was so blatantly a set-up in hindsight, how was I supposed to know that they don't really do exchanges with the seminary down the road? I thought it was a bit odd when they said I'd have to do confession with all of them one at a time, and plain weird when they said that since I was a nun and they were priests we could both sit in the same side of the confessional. "Come on, sit on my knee Marie Virginie, don't bother with that, it's just my rosary beads in my pocket."
I'm still not altogether sure what I'm supposed to have done wrong. It's not like I told anyone. And I did all my Hail Mary and Our Fathers. And I never told anyone what I saw behind the massive organ.
All in all I got a bum deal. But it could've been worse, from what the altar boy was telling me his bum's been dealt much worse.
So I hope to be posting here regularly, my new life on the outside, and I hope it's not too dull, poor little me learning the ways of the world.
Peace be with you.
posted by Betsy at 9:28 PM
4 Comments:
You're a very brave girl. Take strength from what the fathers gave you. Don't let it consume you, let it revive you.
that's what they said, consume it, it'll give you strength. Full of protein they said.
you need to come to north bay ontario to the church gathering i have
Fuck U bitch, dun expect any1 to believe a word u said. A nun since 6? muahhhahahahahaha
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