Life's many quirky and unrealated details
I took three tests today, two of which I had rescheduled from earlier test dates to give myself time to prepare. I prepared for none of them. The sad thing is that I was able to complete my examinations with a strong showing in all three instances. I fear that in order to get myself to start doing some legitimate work, I'm going to need a taste of failure. Not to sound arrogant, but I have a gift for work-avoidance. I’ve managed to get by with decent grades throughout my high school career with minimal work or study. I’m lazy and I’m damn good at it.
I feel like I’ve wasted my potential, but then I feel hesitant to imply that I had potential in the first place. If I did, I’ve definitely wasted it.
You ever have a dream that you were so sure was real?
I’ve been dreaming more and more frequently lately, and life is starting to feel like some intermediary period between dreams. I often wonder if I live hundreds of parallel lives in my dreams, and if any of them are better than this one.
The more I dream, though, the more disconcerted I become. I’ve never been quite comfortable with anything dealing with the subconscious. I'll reference my previous entry. My heart beats time after time, but I have no control. It could stop at any time and I would have no idea how to handle the situation.
It’s as though my body is merely a vessel for my soul, and not truly a part of me because how can you own something you don’t control?
I usually feel pretty guilty when I notice other women, but dear God, Penelope Cruz is absolutely gorgeous.
Ahem.
I’ve tried my best to avoid talking politics, I’m not sure if you’ve noticed. I feel like more and more people are beginning to feel very strongly against Christians. A friend of mine recently told me that it was the Christian vote that got Bush into office, which is a legitimate statement, but she said “They vote based on Christianity, but they’re wrong, God doesn’t hate gays.” She thinks we hate gays. Christians are viewed as hateful people, so people hate us right back.
In an effort to set the record straight, let me just say, I hate no one. Christians do not hate gays. We do think gay sex is immoral. We oppose gay marriage because we believe marriage is a word meaning a religious ceremony, or a union in the eyes of God. If we were to acknowledge same-sex marriages, then we would be hypocrites, because we would simultaneously be acknowledging gay sex within these unions. While we believe gay sex to be a sin, we also freely acknowledge the fact that we are all ourselves sinners. To hate someone for sinning is the ultimate hypocrisy. I can easily forgive gay sex because I hope to be forgiven of my own sins. I see no reason to not have civil unions awarded all the rights of marriages.
I oppose gay marriage. This does not make me hateful.
I recently started watching Vanilla Sky. I’ve decided to watch it in pieces over maybe a week. I watched American Beauty this way the first time I saw it, and it was more fun that way, I think. You have something to look forward to, like finding out what happens next. Plus it’s great if you have time constraints. I recommend you try it.
I feel like I’ve wasted my potential, but then I feel hesitant to imply that I had potential in the first place. If I did, I’ve definitely wasted it.
You ever have a dream that you were so sure was real?
I’ve been dreaming more and more frequently lately, and life is starting to feel like some intermediary period between dreams. I often wonder if I live hundreds of parallel lives in my dreams, and if any of them are better than this one.
The more I dream, though, the more disconcerted I become. I’ve never been quite comfortable with anything dealing with the subconscious. I'll reference my previous entry. My heart beats time after time, but I have no control. It could stop at any time and I would have no idea how to handle the situation.
It’s as though my body is merely a vessel for my soul, and not truly a part of me because how can you own something you don’t control?
I usually feel pretty guilty when I notice other women, but dear God, Penelope Cruz is absolutely gorgeous.
Ahem.
I’ve tried my best to avoid talking politics, I’m not sure if you’ve noticed. I feel like more and more people are beginning to feel very strongly against Christians. A friend of mine recently told me that it was the Christian vote that got Bush into office, which is a legitimate statement, but she said “They vote based on Christianity, but they’re wrong, God doesn’t hate gays.” She thinks we hate gays. Christians are viewed as hateful people, so people hate us right back.
In an effort to set the record straight, let me just say, I hate no one. Christians do not hate gays. We do think gay sex is immoral. We oppose gay marriage because we believe marriage is a word meaning a religious ceremony, or a union in the eyes of God. If we were to acknowledge same-sex marriages, then we would be hypocrites, because we would simultaneously be acknowledging gay sex within these unions. While we believe gay sex to be a sin, we also freely acknowledge the fact that we are all ourselves sinners. To hate someone for sinning is the ultimate hypocrisy. I can easily forgive gay sex because I hope to be forgiven of my own sins. I see no reason to not have civil unions awarded all the rights of marriages.
I oppose gay marriage. This does not make me hateful.
I recently started watching Vanilla Sky. I’ve decided to watch it in pieces over maybe a week. I watched American Beauty this way the first time I saw it, and it was more fun that way, I think. You have something to look forward to, like finding out what happens next. Plus it’s great if you have time constraints. I recommend you try it.