I dunno. It's been sad lately. I'm being blasted on all sides about my religion -lack thereof, and it's pissing me off so much. Total strangers! I was shopping with my grandmother when we met one of her church friends. Grandma did the whole "My granddaughter is going to the smarts school OMG isn't that amazing!" thing, which was kind of nice. Then I mentioned I wanted to be a journalist. Guess what her friend says. "We'd better get her on the catholic path, then." Can you believe that? I mean, or what? So I can be a biased source? And then my grandmother turns to me and says that she doesn't have to worry. Katie is a catholic. Right? Right?
What am I supposed to do in that situation? I am so not getting into my boycott of organized religions in the middle of a Family Dollar in a rural town in the South.
Gods! I just want to strangle people sometimes. She gave me a prayer book! An effing prayer book. I can;t stand it. I'm so uncomfortable I want to scream. She can;t go an hour without bringing up her faith. Why is that? I know it's an important pat of her life, but can she honestly not talk about something else? I take that back. It's either Catholicism, racism, or glorifying Bush. I can't even imagine what would happen if she found out I was in GSA. One of us would have to die. I swear, one day I am going to walk into her house, dressed in full pagan garb, while burning a bible, to annouce my impending marriage to my girlfriend. I don't care if I am straight. I want to force some introspection here. She wanted me to join the Abstinence club. I told her we didn't have one. she didn't believe me.
My stepsisters are at the church's youth group. Thank goodness my roommate this year will not be trying to convert me to any faiths. I don't think I could take it.
Going Wodwo · Sat Aug 11, 2007 @ 04:03am · 1 Comments |