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Gayness, just plain gayness
...written on January 26, 2005, @ 19:40

Not sure if that's a word...?

Today in math class we had a huge, "discussion" over religion which then moved to gay people. Seriously I don't see what the big deal is - not I like I am gay - they're people too. They can't help the fact that they're gay, trying to turn them into something they're not [straight] is like trying to turn a black guy white (in skin color), that just can't happen. **Michael Jackson does NOT count** Everyone's like, "It says so in the bible that it's wrong." or "God made Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve." But seriously, in my opinion, I think religion is sort of a hoax. Yes that just might offend many people, but come ON you're believing something that was written by a MAN. Men are greedy, coniving, lying people. But on the other hand, if I don't say that it's still like this: if you pray for forgiveness you'll go to Heaven and all will be forgiven, well can't a gay person just pray for forgiveness and go to Heaven too? Most people are like, "It doesn't work like that." Then how does it work, huh? Are these people just bending the rules to fit them? Also, guys don't mind if it's two hot girls getting it on, why? Shouldn't they say that's as wrong as two guys kissing? I think guys are against it because they think some gay guy is going to rape him while he's using the john. I've always thought these things and now that I have them written down I can look back on this in around 10 years and see if America has changed and if I have too(I probably won't and neither will America).

On the way home this girl on the bus told me that her mom worked with my dad. (She said that I looked like my dad - BLAH!) She told me that all my dad does is talk about Erika. Hm, and I just thought that I was paranoid, no I'm not. I AM the black sheep of this family. But why? That's what I don't understand, why me, seriously. I mean I do what they tell me to even if I don't want to - like clean the house before I go to contest. Yes I'm complaining a bit much, but I'm alotted that because I never do it aloud.

I actually had a funny morning. I put Ryan's little beanie hat on - it has a bib - and right when I put it on I looked up and Mr. Smith was laughing at me. Then I was talking to Jessica and she called me an "A-hole" and she says, "What? She called me it first." I turn around and there is Mr. Smith - he's stealthy. Great times. Jourdan and I did really well on the second movement, not all the clarinets know what they're doing.

Anatomy we looked at sheep brains and my group was the first finished. I can't help the fact that we're smart. I was like the only one who had done the whole packet. Oh yes, I found out today that Adam does want me. Hahaha, only me and Maile know...

We watched a movie on FDR in history and it's funny how he fooled the whole world into thinking that he could walk - he got polio. Seriously, no one can fool the WHOLE WORLD like that. I wonder what things would've been like had he not gotten polio, or if he had died before the election, would Hoover claimed the presidency again?

Phsycology was kind of boring today. Mr. Flemming talked to this girl about her bipolar mom for about half an hour. So I sat there and read Huck Finn. Lunch was cool, it was me, Jamee and Areli. I got to see Kendall again (aside from this morning in band)! He's so hott **drool** Mrs. Crook let me keep my reader responses because I really didn't want to do the last seven on another piece of paper. I want to finish them up and give it to her tomorrow. We'll see how that goes. I wasn't supposed to tell anyone that, oh well. I miss four on my vocab test and we had to grade satirical essays, Danh was so mean he wanted to give these people zeros and ones (being BAD grades).

Math was alright because I understood it and I found out what Jessica wrote to these people that left comments on our "page". She's hardcore gangster. I think she's been hanging around me too much...Garrett's birthday is February 25th and that's a friday so I think I should do something to his car? I asked him if he'd come back and visit me next year and he was like, "If you stop acting like this to me." Implying I was being mean. I looked at him and said, "You BETTER come back and visit me or I'll drag you out of your house to come watch me." He was like, "I know you would." I'm really going to miss him, who will I get to make fun of next year? And Jessica, man that's my teacher right there, I want to do really good next year because I think she'll go to OBA or something and I want her to be proud to have taught me.

Well Isac is showing me some of his poetry right now so I'm outro. Think out how you feel about gay people, now think about how you would feel if people said those things about you because of your preferences. Doesn't feel good does it?

Theresa

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