so here it is, time for this crap again. its a rainy afternoon and i'm getting ready to try and do some dialogue on the current chapter i've got going. before i dive head first into that, though, i'm going to post this and get it done. i would have done it earlier, but i was dozing. sue me.
Day 01 - Introduce Yourself
myself Day 02 - Your first love
love, love me doDay 03 - Your parents
i'm gonna tell mommy!Day 04 - Your music
concerto for me and myselfDay 05 - Your definition of love
i wanna know what love isDay 06 - Your hobbies
to occupy my time...Day 07 - Your best friend
friends will be friendsDay 08 - A precious item
carry on, wayward sonDay 09 - Your beliefs
this one is going to totally shock people. cos, i mean, you all know i keep my religious beliefs and thoughts to myself.
*snorts* if you don't know by now that i'm pagan, then you've been sitting with your head in the sand for... as long as we've known each other. i was brought up Lutheran but by the time i was about ten years old, i was very disillusioned by church in general. i had to get up every Sunday morning and attend Sunday School while my family stayed at home. mom and dad mostly went to church on holidays. Easter and Christmas. if that. in the manner of all children, i found that completely unfair.
when we moved down here, there wasn't a church close by that my mom liked, so we pretty much stopped going. hypocrisy in action!
i was perfectly happy not to go to church. personally, i thought it was stupid that i should have to sit there and have people tell me essentially how to think and act and all that shit. i'm not saying that this is how it is for everyone. but that's how it was for me. and then, being that i live in the bible belt buckle, i saw people who would go to church three times a week. it made me wonder just what they were doing that was so terrible or wrong that they had to be in church that much. stories of corruption and seeing all of these evangelical assholes preaching morality while at the same time asking people for their money made me wonder, too. made me start to hate organized religion. and not just organized Christianity. any organized religion.
so i'm pagan. and i don't follow any one particular group's beliefs. i have my own and they work for me. i'm solitary. i'll never be part of a coven or anything because, again, organized religion. someone else's rules.
i figure i'm smart enough to know right from wrong. if i don't know, there's nothing any god or goddess or saint or anything that will tell me otherwise. i don't expect anyone to believe the way i do. and i don't have any plans to push my beliefs on anyone else. i expect the same courtesy from them. i'm not worried about my immortal soul. i'm not worried about what happens to me when i die.
its nearly everyone else that i worry about.
Day 10 - What you wore today
Day 11 - Your siblings
Day 12 - What’s in your bag
Day 13 - Your mode of transportation
Day 14 - Where you live
Day 15 - Your childhood
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Day 17 - Your favorite memory
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - Your morning routine
Day 21 - Your job and/or schooling
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - Your sleeping habits
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favorite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your favorite foods/drinks
Day 30 - Your aspirations