Josh and I live in California, and every day on our way to school we see tons of campaign signs, both for and against Prop 8. Today there was a “Yes” article in the school newspaper, and I would like to provide you with some of REAL exceprts of conversations I have heard among my peers:
“In twenty years, three men will want to marry each other. It will all go from here.”
“It will make more people gay.”
“Gay relationships don’t last as long as normal relationships.”
“They can’t reproduce.”
“I don’t want my brother to learn about it in school.”
But maybe the most ludicrous thing is the actual slogans from the Yes side. “Protect traditional marriage”. How does this harm those who are already in heterosexual marriages, or will be, at all? I’m pretty sure that marriage is two people joining in love, and that’s the same for two men, two women, or even a man and a woman.
And for people who say “why can’t they just have civil unions”? I guess that I’ll have to quote Ellen DeGeneres who told John McCain, “It sounds like your saying ‘You can sit here, but you can’t sit here'”.
I don’t want to talk about the religious thing. How many atheists marry? How many just plan-old non-Christians marry. My rabbi is a lesbian. I don’t know much about this Jesus fellow, but he seems like a pretty nice guy. I think that he’d be okay with it. I really do. And I know that my God would want everybody to be happy. Is it okay if I quote a little Queer as Folk? Sorry, I can’t help myself. Take it away, Ted!
I think God appreciates it even more because He created you in His image. At least that’s what I was always taught. And since God is love and God doesn’t make mistakes, then you must be exactly the way he wants you to be, the way he intended you to be. And that goes for every person, every planet, every mountain, every grain of sand, every song, every tear, and every faggot. We’re all His, Emmett. He loves us all.
I wish that I could vote. But I can’t. And if you can, there’s only one right (write?) thing to do. It’s plain and simple: Proposition 8 is bigoted discrimination. And that’s not the California I want to live in.
Thank You for showing me that the gifts You’ve placed in my life aren’t for me at all – they are intended to bring glory to You. Now that I know the truth, I don’t hold back. I work to identify and develop every single gift, and when someone asks me about them –
I didn’t notice you there.
I was just praying to God Almighty and thanking Him for the gift I received today from my good friend Josh, Anytime Prayers for Everyday Teens.
Obviously anyone would think of me when they saw this book. And it truly is special.
It’s a collection of many prayers for a busy teenager, like me, who needs to quickly reach out to Lord God. Here are some of the prayers included in the book:
When I need help paying my bills
When I’m having trouble with my boyfriend
When I don’t want to go to church
When I’m concerned about dating
When I’m being harassed by enemies
When I’m facing a big exam
When my grades are slipping
When I need a job
When my parents don’t understand me
When I’m trying to balance a busy schedule
When I can’t sleep
When I’ve been involved with gossip
When my friend or family member is dealing with infertility
And lots more!
Obviously, I’ll be carrying this book with my everywhere I go, just incase a need a quick work with Him throughout the day.
And I’ll also share some of the beautiful words in this blog now and again.
Thanks, Josh! These words will truly bring meaning to my life.
Last weekend I was at Girl Scout camp, and now Josh is at a choir retreat thing. (How cool are we??) But I thought that I would try my hand at blogging his weekend. I wouldn’t be surprised if I was as close to what really happened as he was for me:
Friday October 24, 2008
I had to leave right after school today. I’m dissapointed that I couldn’t start the political adventure Elaine and I had planned, but oh well. That’s life. People get cut.
The bus ride was pretty awk. First we sang for a little bit, but then when everyone started talking about High School Musical 3 and I didn’t know what to say. I started listening to Womanizer.
Finally we got to camp. It is so gross up here! I don’t even have access to a sink to do my daily Rogaine routine! This must be how Nomi Malone felt when she was hitch hiking through the desert.
Saturday October 25, 2008
Today I was planning on working on my college essays, but instead I found a store that sells black cowboy hats! I tried them all on and fantasized about being Cristal Conners. I practiced the dance. But I was so caught up in it that I forgot that I was supposed to be singing!
I ran over the rest of the group and we had a really nice practice.
We really bonded. Everyone had to share the most important moment of their life so far. Of course, I talked about Britney. I started to cry, and everyone did, too. I think we’re really tight now, and I’ve made some friends for life.
But unfortunately, I didn’t get any writing done. I’m so screwed.
You might be aware that Josh and I are something of Britney Spears fans?
Well, today I read on my fave website, britney.com, that Brit will be celebrating her 27th birthday and release of Circus on Good Morning America! She’ll be performing, too! Of course, we have to wait until the holy day, December 2nd, but it will for sure be worth it.
Here is the terribly produced TV spot that they made:
How cute is she?? How much do you love it whens she asks “Now, how sweet is that?” And gives that really confused look like she’s really wondering exactly how sweet it is.
Thank you for not making me a complete idiot and for making me have an IQ greater than a monkey’s. I really appreciate it.
Today I was listening to the radio (of course to Channel 93.3, the only station that plays “Womanizer” [I’m still working on getting some airplay on Kyxy Soft Rock 96.5]), and the host had a little riddle titled “What’s in My Pants?” where basically you had to guess what was in his pants from three clues and then you could win tickets. Obviously the game was made for dirty minds. Here were the three clues:
You have to be careful with it or the tip might break.
The more you use it, the smaller it gets.
It almost always carries a rubber.
So obviously Jesus, the answer is “pencil”. But a girl who was unlucky enough to broadcast her stupidity around San Diego guessed… wait for it…
WTF Jesus?! Why did you do that to this poor girl? What did she do to deserve this?
But I don’t mind, as long as it’s not me.
Once again, thank you for everything, especially all those holidays we celebrate for you because I know that’s just you making sure I don’t have to go to school all the time.
So yesterday I went to Marshall’s with my mom and my sister (which I found to be 10 times better than Ross) and as I was looking around I spotted the perfect gift for Elaine! Of course I had to buy it, but I’m not sure if I should give it to her now because there isn’t really any special occasion coming up or anything. So I thought I would test out the new wordpress poll feature and let you, our loyal reader(s?), decide.
I obviously can’t tell you what it is, but I’m sure Elaine will blog about it after she gets it!