If it seems to anyone that I was unduly harsh towards my mormon people in my last post, I do apologize. I can't seem to find a side of this issue I care to stand on. Everyone insists on either catagorizing you as for all of it, or against all of it. And it's just not that simple to me, really. But I think I've resigned myself to the fact that I most likely will always be mormon by definition (or perhaps by default?). I've realized that I believe in a lot of the church's teachings, I'm just a little bit less inclined to believe in some of the members' teachings so to speak. I don't want to become a Utahrd. I don't want to become some kind of floor length wool dress wearing nazi. I refuse to stand for opinions that are anti-abortion, anti-gay rights, pro-death penalty, etc. But I've also realized that I don't have to. Being a mormon doesn't require me to become someone else. I'll never be an over-zealous nazi mormon, but maybe that's OK too. I've accepted the church for what it is, and it's now going to have to accept me for who I am. Not mold me into something acceptable.

Well. I think I've beaten the skin off of that dead horse for long enough.

What else is new? Hmm. Well. Me and Top Gun are most likely going out on another date. Why is it that the moment I decide things shouldn't happen, they happen? It really is amazing and can I just hereby state for the record that I'll be goddamned if I'm going to win a million dollars in the lottery and by some miracle be remolded into some superbeauty. It simply will not happen. I shan't allow it.
I don't really like him any more than I did the last time I posted here though. But I still have a morbid fascination with having things go my way, so I'll make one last ditch effort at making it to first base. Just for the hell of it. Anyone care to make a humble wager?

In other news, I signed up for a proposterous amount of classes for next semester in a desperate attempt to get to the beginning of the end of this ridiculously long stint at this same school. The people who signed me up just laughed when they saw how much I was applying for and said, "no social life, huh?". Bastards. Surely, there's someone I can sue for this blatant trampling of my sensitivities.

To soothe the pain of having to pay a grand for tuition from my already empty pockets and make the loss of funds up to myself, I went and bought a very nice expensive lipgloss from Christian Dior.

Hmm.

Well, that made sense in my head at the time anyway...