Nuns and rose(s)eries

When I was about fourteen, I went through a phase were I was convinced that I wanted to become a nun. In retrospect, it all must've seemed kind of silly, seeing that I wasn't even Roman Catholic, and when I told my mother about these "career plans", she nearly had a heart attack not to mention my sisters giggles. But I remember thinking it would be kinda cool to live in Gothic monastery, wear those lovely rosaries and live in complete devotion to God.

And now that I know beach days, worldly pleasures like ice cream, and even smoke breaks are allowed.....

.....well, being a nun doesn't seem all that bad :-)