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quillory I'm in a good mood. I feel unstoppable. I feel that I don't have anything to fear, that there's no way I can lose. It's a damn powerful feeling, boys and girls. Haven't felt this way in nearly... well, haven't really felt this way since an event in high school that will go unnamed for now. >:D
Woke up this morning at five, feeling GREAT. Probably because I'd been sleeping for the past twelve hours. This is why I don't take naps during school. Went to to work. Got too many Christmas songs stuck in my head (more on that later!), came home. Got Facebook ambushed from the Bible Thumper back home, decided against my better judgement and replied to her greeting. We talked civilly for about ten minutes, then the inevitable happened. Aaaand then she was spouting at me about God and being bisexual and my gay friends and how we can "redeem ourselves" this Christmas or some shit like that. I kept silent until she said something about us not being accepted by 'Our Father in Heaven" because of our orientation. And that poked something inside me, and I had to retort.
"Kay, sorry to interrupt your preaching, but my dad accepts me. The man who adopted me - yeah, he's not even my biological father! - accepts me for who I am. He knows I'm bisexual, and when he found out, he was cool with it. He doesn't really understand, but he also doesn't care, one way or the other. He loves me just the same. Now, when I mentally compare my dad to your god, I'd still choose dad. You say that I won't be accepted because I'm bi? Sorry sweetheart, but my dad accepts me. And I'm not going to pretend I'm someone else just to gain the favor of you, or your church, or any god. My dad loves me for who I am, and in my eyes, that's better that anything your god can offer."
I totally would've busted out a Z-snap if I could've portrayed it over chat.
She had a pretty weak argument to that, saying that my dad isn't mortal and that heaven is everlasting, but she had poked the "Loyalty" button, and I wasn't backing down. So I'm pretty sure she hates me again, and that she's not going to speak to me for another two months or so, and then she'll come back and try her tricks again. But I really don't care anymore, because... yeah.
...I really don't care for the 'God' she (and so many others) speaks of. Part of a church is something I can never comfortably be, but the all-powerful something-or-other in which I believe (lol... no.) doesn't discriminate between people, and especially won't take away your afterlife just because you're attracted to the opposite gender. I'm not saying that all people who believe in God are like that. But the ones who try to shove it down other people's throats are just annoying. Geez. Some people.
Anywho, that was this morning.
Oh, geez. It's not even noon yet. =0.0= Dang, today has been good. Gonna gets better soon, aye. Headed to a friend's house for some gaming, then there's a Christmas party tonight at work. There's gonna be seafood. You fail to realize how excited I am for this.
Oh, nearly forgot: Going back to the subject of too many Cristmas songs in my head during work (Sirius Satellite radio is <3); I'm throwing together a mash of "Little Drummer Boy" and "Do You Hear What I Hear?". It's tentatively being called "Do You Hear the Drums?", and it's gonna be AMAZING if I can manage to get what I hear in my head down on paper. I'm thinking wind quintet plus percussion. SO EXCITED FOR THIS.
Aaaaand, I think that's all I've got. I'm gonna go shower and continue my good mood. See you guys when I see you!
Αγαπι, Ταθ. <3
EDIT: Back from the Xmas partay. And now I've got $20 in pizza just begging to be nommed. :3
Also: There was a gingerbread house building contest thing. We had graham crackers and tubes of turnover frosting (I love Arby's. XD). I was the only one with a partner (because everyone else knew each other and I was the awkward shy quiet one) but eventually I was teamed up with this guys named Kaleb (such a sweetheart! ^_^). And then we proceeded to
dominate.
No big deal, really. We just beat out three other teams. Including a team of Architect majors. I lol'd just a bit. The minoriteam beats out the architeam. It was indeed lolworthy. This is what happens when you put Katelynn and a gay man on a task. Beautiful things result. :D ((But I feel so sorry for Tory... I know the pain he's going to go through tomorrow morning... I'm so glad I don't have to clean that up, but at the same time, I feel really bad for the guy. I tried to get the worst of it. ^^'))
And that's how the day ended. I'm rather proud of myself, if I do say so myself!!! But I don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow... I don't have to work, and there's no school. Gah. I'ma go get mah paycheck, fill up my car, and then go find a way to amuse myself. Idunno. Maybe I'll write some more. Ooh, maybe I'll clean the place a bit. Go for a walk, even. Hrm... What to do when you have nothing to do...?
Woke up this morning at five, feeling GREAT. Probably because I'd been sleeping for the past twelve hours. This is why I don't take naps during school. Went to to work. Got too many Christmas songs stuck in my head (more on that later!), came home. Got Facebook ambushed from the Bible Thumper back home, decided against my better judgement and replied to her greeting. We talked civilly for about ten minutes, then the inevitable happened. Aaaand then she was spouting at me about God and being bisexual and my gay friends and how we can "redeem ourselves" this Christmas or some shit like that. I kept silent until she said something about us not being accepted by 'Our Father in Heaven" because of our orientation. And that poked something inside me, and I had to retort.
"Kay, sorry to interrupt your preaching, but my dad accepts me. The man who adopted me - yeah, he's not even my biological father! - accepts me for who I am. He knows I'm bisexual, and when he found out, he was cool with it. He doesn't really understand, but he also doesn't care, one way or the other. He loves me just the same. Now, when I mentally compare my dad to your god, I'd still choose dad. You say that I won't be accepted because I'm bi? Sorry sweetheart, but my dad accepts me. And I'm not going to pretend I'm someone else just to gain the favor of you, or your church, or any god. My dad loves me for who I am, and in my eyes, that's better that anything your god can offer."
I totally would've busted out a Z-snap if I could've portrayed it over chat.
She had a pretty weak argument to that, saying that my dad isn't mortal and that heaven is everlasting, but she had poked the "Loyalty" button, and I wasn't backing down. So I'm pretty sure she hates me again, and that she's not going to speak to me for another two months or so, and then she'll come back and try her tricks again. But I really don't care anymore, because... yeah.
...I really don't care for the 'God' she (and so many others) speaks of. Part of a church is something I can never comfortably be, but the all-powerful something-or-other in which I believe (lol... no.) doesn't discriminate between people, and especially won't take away your afterlife just because you're attracted to the opposite gender. I'm not saying that all people who believe in God are like that. But the ones who try to shove it down other people's throats are just annoying. Geez. Some people.
Anywho, that was this morning.
Oh, geez. It's not even noon yet. =0.0= Dang, today has been good. Gonna gets better soon, aye. Headed to a friend's house for some gaming, then there's a Christmas party tonight at work. There's gonna be seafood. You fail to realize how excited I am for this.
Oh, nearly forgot: Going back to the subject of too many Cristmas songs in my head during work (Sirius Satellite radio is <3); I'm throwing together a mash of "Little Drummer Boy" and "Do You Hear What I Hear?". It's tentatively being called "Do You Hear the Drums?", and it's gonna be AMAZING if I can manage to get what I hear in my head down on paper. I'm thinking wind quintet plus percussion. SO EXCITED FOR THIS.
Aaaaand, I think that's all I've got. I'm gonna go shower and continue my good mood. See you guys when I see you!
Αγαπι, Ταθ. <3
EDIT: Back from the Xmas partay. And now I've got $20 in pizza just begging to be nommed. :3
Also: There was a gingerbread house building contest thing. We had graham crackers and tubes of turnover frosting (I love Arby's. XD). I was the only one with a partner (because everyone else knew each other and I was the awkward shy quiet one) but eventually I was teamed up with this guys named Kaleb (such a sweetheart! ^_^). And then we proceeded to
dominate.
No big deal, really. We just beat out three other teams. Including a team of Architect majors. I lol'd just a bit. The minoriteam beats out the architeam. It was indeed lolworthy. This is what happens when you put Katelynn and a gay man on a task. Beautiful things result. :D ((But I feel so sorry for Tory... I know the pain he's going to go through tomorrow morning... I'm so glad I don't have to clean that up, but at the same time, I feel really bad for the guy. I tried to get the worst of it. ^^'))
And that's how the day ended. I'm rather proud of myself, if I do say so myself!!! But I don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow... I don't have to work, and there's no school. Gah. I'ma go get mah paycheck, fill up my car, and then go find a way to amuse myself. Idunno. Maybe I'll write some more. Ooh, maybe I'll clean the place a bit. Go for a walk, even. Hrm... What to do when you have nothing to do...?
