Touching On A Touchy Subject

First of all: WE MUST SACRIFICE BIEBER TO APPEASE THE VOLCANO GODS! -ahem- Read the tagline on the top if you don't like it people. I make my insanity well known.

Today's topic: Religion

Now, I don't normally talk about this kind of thing but I feel like making my opinion known.
There are a lot of people out there that call me all sorts of names. Heathen, freak and, when I made a brief foray into the world of Wicca, witch. None of this phases me in the slightest, especially since the people that are shouting these names after me are usually people that I wouldn't give the time of day. However, I'm well aware of people being attacked because their religion doesn't fit in with the so-called 'norm' of the area in which they live. Bullshit. Just because say, I happen to focus my belief on a number of Goddesses associated with various elements and more and your belief focuses on one God does Not give you the right to scorn me in the halls.

Today, I'm going to pay attention to Christianity and the church as it's the only religion that I have enough knowledge on to feel right forming a decisive opinion about.

Now, I'd like to make it clear that I have no qualms about people believing what they want to. I'd like you to show me the same courtesy as this is an opinion not a statement of fact.

Earlier I mentioned dipping a toe into the sea of Wicca. A lot of you may condem me for that. I suggest those of you leave now to avoid further offence.

I'm going to assume the rest of you reading are of the more opened minded breed or nosy gits who ignored my warning.

I believe in God, let's get that clear from the start. I definately believe in A God anyways. The gender and/or forms of that God is still up in the air. What I don't believe in is the church and the human element. I feel that the church has warped the teachings of the bible beyond recognition. They change it to suit them and, should someone point this out, the main excuse is 'Oh, it was translated from Hebrew and no one's really sure about what it's actually supposed to say, we're just getting closer to the original meaning' or something along those lines. Mmmhmm, and I shit rainbows.

TBC

Mindless Rambles of A Bored Teenager

I really need a new hobby....

So...anyone like Naruto? Ooh, or Ouran High School Host Club?!

Yeah, this is gonna be just a long bit of rambling.

Yay! Laurie's joining!

Just finished listening to Laurie give a Presentation on the Maori Culture, man was she shittin' kittens! xD

w00t almost 17! -happy dance-

Laurie's section.


so 3 days after Sarah stoled my

Some Self Promoting and The Beginning of an Era

Well, first some shameless self promoting: Look for Labradoodles and Muffins on fanfiction.net. For my older stuff look for Shinzoo-Kisu although I'm planning to gradually brng everything over to the one account.

Now then: A nice rant to make me feel better. Todays topic: Break Ups and why you never want to be friends with someone who's going through one. (Names will be changed)

First, let me make it clear, in case those i'm ranting about read this, I'm not complaining about being there for them or being their friend. I'm complaining about Fate, Love and all that crap.

Right, my friend John has been going out with Mary for about....fourteen weeks so what, three and a half months? Yeah, that sounds about right. Now, he's fallen completely head over heels in love with her and she's done the same. Sound cute so far? Yeah, keep dreaming.

Last week, John and Mary were talking and John got a sentance mixed up. What he meant to say was 'I told X I would when I was single'. What he actually said was 'I told X I would IF I was single.' Now, that's a big ass faux pas and had a deservedly angry response. Especially since he didn't notice he'd mixed things up. However, Mary maybe dragged it out a bit more than she should have and I got to deal with a depressed John all through work on Tuesday.

Wednesday, missed work due to my mother finally getting back from England - Damn volcano - and Thursday, everything is all good and well in lover land.

Friday however....Well, John did something a little silly and, once again, Mary blew it all out of proportion. She had every right to be angry but to such an extent just seems like she's a drama queen. They hovered between staying together and breaking up all day. John had a minor breakdown in the train station and ranted about tomatoes for half an hour. I'm unsure whether to laugh or edge away. By the end of Friday, all's well once more.

By now, I'm predicting bad things for my own relationship and spiral into a depressive funk. I remain like that all weekend and, I'm fairly sure, end up worrying my guy when I begin questioning why people are willing to keep living happily once they've seen how shite life really is.

Saturday, once again, all is good. Sunday I get a late night message from John asking me to show up to work early because Mary has actually aid the words 'John I'm dumping you.' I'm considering sobbing hysterically at this point but he's a good friend so I agree. Instead of doing the sensible thing and going to bed early, I stay up until gone two setting up this blog. So, the only thing left to do is see how tomorrow, er, today goes. Motherf***ing brilliant I bet [/endsarcasm]

New Beginnings

Hello anyone bothering to read this!

This blog is purely set up to provide me with a free place to vent because suicide is cowardly and selfish and because I trust counsellors about as far as I could throw The Rock. :) Yes, one did screw me over. Here's a friendly warning about them: If they say 'everything is confidential', expect to hear your principal repeat wha you said about two days later.

Also, apologies if my spelling has gone down the drain, the keyboard i'll be ding most of my ranting with is kinda sticky.