Memories...

Wow, these past two days have been incredible! All of my professors are making speeches about this past year and saying their goodbyes and all of my friends are trying their hardest to soak up every second they have with each other while trying to study for finals. These past few days have been the best and saddest days I have had in a while.

Yesterday morning my human growth and development professor made his goodbye speech. It was so awesome! And even though I found out recently that the story he told was copyrighted (thanks Jamie) it still was very heart warming. This was his speech.

"There once was a famous pianist who was so great at playing the piano that he gave a huge concert. The concert was very high class and very expensive to attend. Well, a woman decided that she wanted to go and take her little boy. He was eight years old and liked playing on the piano but would rather play with his friends instead. The mother dressed him in a suit and tie and took him to the concert in hope to encourage him to become a great pianist when he got older. When they found their seats the little boy sunk down into his seat angry that he was there instead of out playing with his friends. His mom turned around and began talking with some friends. The little boy raised his head and looked on stage. He noticed all the really cool lights and a brand new grand piano with a nice leather seat. He looked up at his mother and noticed she wasn't paying attention to him and climbed out of his seat and headed for the stage. He climbed onto the nice comfy leather stool and began to play the song "Chopsticks" on the piano. The crowd erupted with screams and all the men began yelling "WHO BROUGHT THAT KID HERE? WHERE IS HIS MOTHER? SOMEONE GET HIM! WHAT KIND OF MOTHER DOESN'T WATCH HER KID?" From back stage the great pianist heard the commotion. He looked out from the curtains and noticed the little boy playing. He ran to the stage (not fully dressed) and stood behind the little boy almost over lapping him and began playing a counter melody. After the song was finished the auditorium erupted in applause. After the concert the mother asked the boy what the great pianist was whispering in his ear. The little responded 'Don't stop! Keep going! You are doing great! Keep it up! Don't give up! Don't be afraid!'I told you this story today because this is our last class and you may never see me again after your final. But I want you to know that as I am reading your 'This is my Life' papers that all of your goals are not unreachable. And I want to be that pianist to you. I want to tell you...Don't stop! Keep going! You are doing great! Keep it up! Don't give up! Don't be afraid! And if I can't do that for you then God will."

This really touched me. I am so happy that I have been allowed the opportunity to attend TNU. God has shown me so many things! Anyways, my class is about to start...I will continue my blogging later! Thanks for reading! lol

My Life

So here goes nothing. My life is well...my life. Sometimes I wished certain people will let me live it. I understand that they are looking out for me. I also understand that they might know what is best for me. But let me just drop a little something into your ear. You had to make your mistakes and now I have to make mine. The mistakes I make today will make me who I am tomorrow. Who I am and what I am is my business. No one else. You can think what ever you want about me but in the end I can promise you I am still going to do what I feel is best.

I have realized recently that certain people are worried about my walk with Christ. Well here ya go. Yes, I am a Christian. No, I am not very conservative even though my parents raised me to be. I do what I feel God wants me to do. You may think you know what God wants me to do but don't tell me. That is something I have to figure out for myself. God and I are on speaking terms and even though I may make mistakes and sin God is still there. So I don't need anyone trying to be God and trying to judge me or punish me for things they don't understand.

Now, I have also realized that people are wondering about my sexuality. Those of you who know my past may wonder a lot more. Well, I have three words for you. DOESN'T CONCERN YOU! I have had so much hurt and pain in my life that I don't need you to make it any greater. I think I have had enough to last a life time. I think it increases every new day. If you MUST know if I am a lesbian or not you could at least have enough decency to ask ME instead of talking about me with other people. If you are one of those type of people I promise you you are not in my top 10. So I beg you to at least act human and show some respect. And if you read my last blog I NEVER said I am a LESBIAN! I simply wrote my point of view on it! So go reread it people and GET OVER YOURSELF! YOUR NOT ALWAYS RIGHT!

Okay folks...I think that is all. I know you may read this and get offended and that is not my purpose here. You also may think I am mad. Well you are right. I am ... well..furious. People have really hurt me for no reason. I feel like I have a right to defend myself. But since no one has the guts to confront me then I will defend myself like this. You may comment. I actually would love that. But comment on my facebook page or write me on there. Or you can even text me. That works too. Anyways, I am off.

New Experiment and My Point of View

So yea...I watched this movie right? Well...I LOVED it. Sure, it's not what kids should watch. Actually I would never even let my mom watch it. But hey...I liked it.The name is "Can't Think Straight." It was so real. I think that this movie struck a deeper question within me. Why do people treat homosexuals wrong? They are still human. Just like you. Why is it that "Christians" believe that they shouldn't have the same rights or can't possibly follow the same God. Do people honestly believe that they chose to be that way? Here is something for you, who in this world would chose to have their family reject them or people call them fagots or people act like they have a disease?? Would you? It's not like homosexuals don't know what is going to happen to them if they were to "come out of the closet." I believe that the only way I would sacrifice myself up to so much pain is if I knew that in the end I would be happy. It takes a lot of courage for someone to tell someone they are gay. I admire that courage. If everyone in the world had that much courage we would be in a better place. So you believe God doesn't love gays? Well here is a news flash. You can't POSSIBLY be the "Christian" you say you are because obviously you don't even read His word! God loves EVERYONE. Also, to add on to gays choosing to be that way. If you want to say that then get your story straight! They may choose to live in that life style but they NEVER asked God to give them those feelings. So stop bagging on them! You have no idea what they go through. They don't sit there and point out all of the things they think you do wrong!

Now, to change points here. I was in Human Growth and Development class the other day and we studied sexual orientation. My professor told us something that just REALLY stuck to me. He said "You think you are gay? Fine. You think you are born that way? Okay. Fine. I will not disagree with you. But it is a "Life style." Just like living as a heterosexual. It's like being born right handed. Then one day you fall out of a tree and break your right arm. You then have to learn how to write, eat, and drive with your left hand. You CAN change your life style. You may not like it at first and it may feel weird and not 'normal' but you will adapt. That is the best thing about humans. We adapt." This really got me thinking. Is this true? Can this really happen? Has homosexuals actually been able to do this and live happily? So I have decided to do an experiment. I will keep you posted on the results. Anyways, thanks for reading. There will be more to come!