Sunday, April 12, 2009 // 2:31 PM
Oh whoopie...Easter. Nothing to happy about it this year. I decided it would be nice to take a bath, so I did. Then I decided to shave my legs, yet somehow I end up splitting it open. Not very pleasant. Nevertheless I didn't wash my hair properly, so it's still greasy-ish. Kristen wanted me to come with her 'cause she's too chicken shit to see the guy she likes ALONE, but then I told her I didn't want to. Especially since my day couldn't get worse if I just stayed in, which it kind of did.
So my mom decided we were going to have supper earlier, much earlier then usual, and she says, "Amy, can you please say grace?" She also knows fully well, I'm Athiest >___< style="font-style: italic;">again that I don't believe in God after she asks why not. Then she starts getting all defensive, "You sure as hell
do. He's the one who made you!" I asked her why she couldn't just respect what I believe, and she replied why I couldn't respect her beliefs, and to just say grace. >___> That's a damn lie. I never ONCE told her otherwise that God doesn't exist, I never ONCE said anything offencive about her faith. But I've fucking had it. SHE'S SERIOUSLY SHOVING IT DOWN MY THROAT, "
YOU BELIEVE IN HIM, HE MADE YOU, YOU MUST BELIEVE." LIKE HOLY FUCK LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE.
Well, that's all I hade to say, thanks for understanding.
-Amy
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