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Moving forward...

Something came over me this morning to write a blog post reflecting and describing my experiences over the last year. So here I am, in Oakland...

 

The end right?

Not even close.

Ever since I can remember, I always had one goal in mind: moving.  My career goals changed, favorite cities varied, and interests waned. However, I always envisioned myself moving and starting completely over.

Why?

Small towns are wretched places for anyone that:

1) Is different in any way.

2) Has goals/dreams.

Fortunately for me, I fell into both of those categories. At age 10 I was definitely much more mature than nearly 90% of the inhabitants of my town. I won't attempt to explain anything, because I don't think anyone would really understand without experiencing it first hand but here's a quick summary.

1) Racism & Homophobia.

2) Religion.

3) Football & Hunting.

I simply didn't enjoy the people around me nor did I have any intention of fitting in. Just a few things off the top of my head that stand out...

- Two morons were suspended for engaging in a fist fight over who owned the better tractor.

- Someone who was 16 posted videos of them self on Youtube drinking and chewing tobacco.

- Many joined an abstinence panel, when a report was released a few weeks earlier proving abstinence training ineffective.

- Finally, my personal favorite... A church praised a restaurant because they volunteered to donate money after boycotting them a year earlier for supporting marriage equality. Complete hypocrisy.

Yes, these people were complete imbeciles, but that wasn't entirely why I left.

Aside from a few friends and teachers (who I still keep in touch with) everyone was discouraging, judgmental, discriminatory, and disgusting. Anyone would be utterly shocked by the lack of goals, motivation, and intelligence. Going to school was depressing. On top of all of this, I also had religion and conservative ideals shoved down my throat on a daily basis. I wanted to vomit.

So, I moved to Oakland.

The exact opposite of where I once lived. Enough said.

At this point, I'm not sure what I'm going to do with my life or when I plan on doing it. However, I have no intention to move out of the San Francisco Bay Area anytime soon. This is and will forever be...home.

Posted on July 4, 2010 from Oakland, CA and filed under california, illinois, oakland, religion, san francisco, travel,
 

People actually watch this?

Posted on September 29, 2009 and filed under religion, TV,
 

Jesus Story

Sometimes when an NBA player makes a basket he thanks Jesus. Some stars get awards and say "This is because of Jesus!" or "Thank ya Jesus!" and sometimes "Jesus is my homeboy!". Haha, maybe not the last one. ;)

I found it rather funny in 2007 when Kathy Griffin accepted her Emmy.

 "A lot of people come up here and thank Jesus for this award. I want you to know that no one had less to do with this award than Jesus."

(http://goldderby.latimes.com/awards_goldderby/2009/07/kathy-griffin-to-host-creative-arts-emmys-emmy-awards.html). >

When something horrible happens somehow there is always a positive spin put on the situation in the name of Jesus. An example...

Sally was flying from New York to L.A. A group of terrorists took over the plane and flew it into the side of Mount Rushmore.  

How can there be anything positive about that? Well...

Jesus, thank you so much. George Washington's face wasn't damaged! 

Oh, that airplane was going to be thrown out at the end of the month anyway. Thank you Jesus that it wasn't a new plane! 

Jesus had nothing to do with you being freaking retarded. It's called "Blind Optimism" not "JESUS YOU ARE MY SAVIOR. OMGBBQ!" My point is, it gets extremely annoying and I'm tired of listening to it. 

You think I'm kidding? The amount of "Jesus thanking" that occurs on a daily bases is ridiculous.  When you pass a test or score a goal, that has nothing to do with anyone besides you. You're the one that worked hard to achieve your goal. NOT Jesus or anyone else.

If you had brain cancer and you woke up one morning miraculously cured, then thanking your god/savior/whoever makes sense. But, just because you find one positive thing in a horrible situation, doesn't mean Jesus had anything to do with it. 

This post had NOTHING to do with God, Jesus, Allah, Buddha, or your ass.

 

EDIT: Almost forgot to include a link to the "Story of Suzie"

Posted on July 14, 2009 and filed under god, jesus, religion, ridiculous, silly,
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