My whole life, Ash Wednesday has been one of the most amusing days of every year.
Because every Ash Wednesday I have a black smudge on my forehead. And people will say: You have something on your forehead.
It's considerate of them, it really is. But I can't quite stop myself from raising my eyebrow and going "Yes?"
Then they don't get it so I have to point out which day it is.
Then they get embarrassed. And I feel bad.
Anyway, so today is Ash Wednesday but I went to mass at night- avoiding a day of people giving pitying looks and thinking I can't properly wash my face.
And now I'm off to do more work! I hate school.
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