*To hide what you deny...
It seems as of lately, the making of new friends has been an interesting task for me. It hasn't been so much of a task as it has been easy, but...it's been interesting to say the least.
Everybody is different. In differences in personality, so comes differences in lifestyle. Sometimes a persons specific choice of lifestyle doesn't co-align with our own, but we can't discriminate against them because of that. What if Jesus were only friends with those like Him? He wouldn't have any friends, and we'd all be freakin' screwed. Enough said.
I choose to have a diverse group of friends. I believe with every part of me that it's the way things should be and we'd miss out on a lot of life if we weren't open to people of all types.
My people of choice though, haven't been so diverse until recently. It's been weird as it's caused a little bit of talk and I've had to defend myself and my preferences, but it's proved to be nothing but fun. They invited me to a festival of many colors this weekend. I think I'm actually going to go despite the questions and akwardness that it may bring about.
Figure that one out.
The Department of Juvenile Corrections holds a promising future for me, but it has by far been the most stressful environment I have ever been exposed to. Working at a prison is a crazy thing. If you stay too long, you almost become institutionalized as if you yourself are a prisoner.
I think it's one of the best jobs though. There are so many opportunities to help people and to help myself. It's amazing. I just finished scheduling 100 prisoners that don't care about education, but it's worth it for the 5 that do care.
It's 6:35 on a Friday night and I'm still here. I'm obsessed. It's sick. I'm out.
Everybody is different. In differences in personality, so comes differences in lifestyle. Sometimes a persons specific choice of lifestyle doesn't co-align with our own, but we can't discriminate against them because of that. What if Jesus were only friends with those like Him? He wouldn't have any friends, and we'd all be freakin' screwed. Enough said.
I choose to have a diverse group of friends. I believe with every part of me that it's the way things should be and we'd miss out on a lot of life if we weren't open to people of all types.
My people of choice though, haven't been so diverse until recently. It's been weird as it's caused a little bit of talk and I've had to defend myself and my preferences, but it's proved to be nothing but fun. They invited me to a festival of many colors this weekend. I think I'm actually going to go despite the questions and akwardness that it may bring about.
Figure that one out.
The Department of Juvenile Corrections holds a promising future for me, but it has by far been the most stressful environment I have ever been exposed to. Working at a prison is a crazy thing. If you stay too long, you almost become institutionalized as if you yourself are a prisoner.
I think it's one of the best jobs though. There are so many opportunities to help people and to help myself. It's amazing. I just finished scheduling 100 prisoners that don't care about education, but it's worth it for the 5 that do care.
It's 6:35 on a Friday night and I'm still here. I'm obsessed. It's sick. I'm out.