I hate to sound judgemental, but..
How the heck do I keep attracting the creepy religious guys?
Is there some sort of smell on me or something? Seriously. They should have signs above their heads before I start talking to them. I mean, for me, it's just being able to talk to someone. But.. Dude, seriously. I cannot have a serious conversation with these people. I mean, there's always the fun banter. I usually figure when they show a semblance of intelligence and artistic appreciation, I think that they are of a similar track as myself. But noo.
I'm sorry, but it's freaky. And I don't mean to insinuate that religious fellows cannot be intelligent, but most of the ones I've met are too close-minded to have the open willingness to learn. They say that their religion explains a certain scientific theory or fact, and they are unwilling to bend on the subject. Whenever they run into a snag in their logic, it's always some cop-out like, "Well, god has his reasons." Or somesuch. I cannot cannot cannot keep running into these people and befriending them.
Or I'll be one of those people with trivial friends that only scratch the surface of their personality. Because we could never have a deep discussion. Ever.
Once people hear that I sit on a high horse with my moral convictions, they think, "Oh, good! She MUST be religious!" .. Goodness no.
I'm just a good girl. That is all. Maybe I should start all conversations with, "I'm pro-choice. Like, you know, being able to choose to keep the baby. Seeing as that's one of the choices. I believe in some regulation in gun control because seriously, the redcoats aren't coming to get us anymore. And I'm an artist. And a writer. Oh, and I hate war. I hate violence. And I will never, ever ever be interested in joining your religion. Oh, and did I mention that I'm a flat-out atheist? Not even agnostic. Atheist. If you start preaching deities and mythology to me, I will preach to you the philosophical twists of your logic and how science makes so much more sense." All they hear is that I'm 24 and I'm a virgin by choice. And I pretty much have a moral sense that could be close to that of a religious person. Except mine aren't built on fear of punishment. Mine were built on my culture and my own inner strength and respect for myself. And my parent's obvious disdain for promiscuity or chemical influences. Come onnn, people. Back the eff off.
I want normal friends.
I don't want every conversation to deteriorate into two people trying to be immovable forces. Gods, I had enough bullheadedness from my ex. After he broke up with me (well, after I later broke it off with him completely), I decided that I would never again subject myself to having my feelings ridiculed. In exchange for companionship?
Sorry, but in all honesty, I hate people. I'm terrified of making connections. I'm horrified by the thought of having to maintain a friendship by consistently making an effort..
There's a very small amount of people that have ever broken through this, outside of family. (Family doesn't count, because we're all best friends.) I can probably count them with my fingers and toes. Chances are, too, if you're reading this through your friend's list, you're one of those people. Thank you, by the way, for being one of those people. I will never be able to thank you enough. <3
Is there some sort of smell on me or something? Seriously. They should have signs above their heads before I start talking to them. I mean, for me, it's just being able to talk to someone. But.. Dude, seriously. I cannot have a serious conversation with these people. I mean, there's always the fun banter. I usually figure when they show a semblance of intelligence and artistic appreciation, I think that they are of a similar track as myself. But noo.
I'm sorry, but it's freaky. And I don't mean to insinuate that religious fellows cannot be intelligent, but most of the ones I've met are too close-minded to have the open willingness to learn. They say that their religion explains a certain scientific theory or fact, and they are unwilling to bend on the subject. Whenever they run into a snag in their logic, it's always some cop-out like, "Well, god has his reasons." Or somesuch. I cannot cannot cannot keep running into these people and befriending them.
Or I'll be one of those people with trivial friends that only scratch the surface of their personality. Because we could never have a deep discussion. Ever.
Once people hear that I sit on a high horse with my moral convictions, they think, "Oh, good! She MUST be religious!" .. Goodness no.
I'm just a good girl. That is all. Maybe I should start all conversations with, "I'm pro-choice. Like, you know, being able to choose to keep the baby. Seeing as that's one of the choices. I believe in some regulation in gun control because seriously, the redcoats aren't coming to get us anymore. And I'm an artist. And a writer. Oh, and I hate war. I hate violence. And I will never, ever ever be interested in joining your religion. Oh, and did I mention that I'm a flat-out atheist? Not even agnostic. Atheist. If you start preaching deities and mythology to me, I will preach to you the philosophical twists of your logic and how science makes so much more sense." All they hear is that I'm 24 and I'm a virgin by choice. And I pretty much have a moral sense that could be close to that of a religious person. Except mine aren't built on fear of punishment. Mine were built on my culture and my own inner strength and respect for myself. And my parent's obvious disdain for promiscuity or chemical influences. Come onnn, people. Back the eff off.
I want normal friends.
I don't want every conversation to deteriorate into two people trying to be immovable forces. Gods, I had enough bullheadedness from my ex. After he broke up with me (well, after I later broke it off with him completely), I decided that I would never again subject myself to having my feelings ridiculed. In exchange for companionship?
Sorry, but in all honesty, I hate people. I'm terrified of making connections. I'm horrified by the thought of having to maintain a friendship by consistently making an effort..
There's a very small amount of people that have ever broken through this, outside of family. (Family doesn't count, because we're all best friends.) I can probably count them with my fingers and toes. Chances are, too, if you're reading this through your friend's list, you're one of those people. Thank you, by the way, for being one of those people. I will never be able to thank you enough. <3