Thursday, September 4, 2008

I should be writing a paper...

But instead I decided to blog...eh what can you do. I needed to get in the writing mood.
I actually wanted to come on and post this anyways.

I was driving in my car today when i came to a red light. I was stopped behind and car and I immediately noticed their bumper sticker.


This was not the car that I saw but I googled the picture and found numerous outraged bloggers with this picture. So I borrowed it.

Back to my topic. I am so disturbed. Who are you to say what marriage equals? And that's not even what bothered me so much. Just the whole gay thing. How can people say it's a choice. I'm not gay but I know a few gay people, who to me are just people like everyone else, and from what I understand it's not. I mean sure if you want to call it a choice - here's the choice..."do I come out and tell everyone how I really feel, or do I hold my feelings inside and live a lie for the rest of my life?" Honestly - who cares if a boy likes a boy? A girl likes a girl? A girl like a guy? A guy likes a girl and guy? In the grand scheme of things does it REALLY matter? Is that what you're REALLY concerned about? In the end God will judge. In the end when everyone is face to face with God (if you believe that sort of thing which I do) he will decide what your destiny is. So why worry about it now? What are YOU going to do about it? If you don't like it look the other way. And you don't have to like it or agree with it. I understand that some people just think it's wrong and that's OK - but don't flaunt it all over the place. That's pretty rude. We're all just people, we all are different people who have dreams, make mistakes, and who have passions - we are all just people. Love is love - boy girl, girl girl, boy boy...L O V E.








Onto something else I found the other day. Sunday Secrets...ahhh you gotta love them :). If you don't know what I am talking about I will inform you. Post Secret started as an art project, I believe, when this man asked people to send in homemade postcards of their secrets...anonymously. There are now 4 books (correct me if I'm wrong), a website - http://postsecret.blogspot.com/ - and numerous fan sites and pages. So every Sunday Frank, who is the genius who started it all, posts "Sunday Secrets". I found one post card that almost moved me to tears - which is not a rarity.


I reads, "You made me someone I'm proud to be stretchmarks and all." That will never leave me heart.


Now that I can barely keep my eyes open I'll try to write my essay....

2 comments:

Allie said...
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Allie said...

That is my son and my secret- I am in tears too, knowing that someone read it and "got" what I was saying.