So I'm a little ticked right now. I'm
about ready for the summer to be over already. At the very least,
I've got only a month left here at home (29 days, so less, actually).
Drama on the internet and in real life has taken its toll.
I wish people weren't so fierce in
their arguments. Got to talking with someone and ended up in this
big debate again about politics and she told me I was wrong, that her
opinion was fact, and that she just “saw things as they were.”
An opinion is an opinion: it doesn't necessarily mean it's right or
wrong. (Well, unless it crosses over into moral territory. If I
were to believe that killing people is okay, that's obviously
wrong.) Who am I to judge someone else's opinion and say that it is
“wrong” or “right?” I've heard someone else say that one can
vote for a candidate who doesn't believe in what they believe in as
well, and still achieve results. (For example, someone can vote for a
candidate who has “pro-abortion” beliefs and still be against
abortion personally – because a “pro-abortion” candidate
usually takes actions to implement prevention measures for women in
programs like Planned Parenthood.) The world isn't as black and
white as some people believe and say it is. Yes, there are some
things that are very good (like philanthropism) and some that are
very bad (like murder, rape, etc). But most of our daily actions
don't fit under black and white standards. This world is so full of
gray standards.
I witnessed a similar argument in a
devart chatroom today – about whether fan-fiction can be
literature. The little argument spiraled down into nothingness after
awhile, but it was an...interesting debate at least.
We were supposed to go to a wedding for
my cousin today, but no one gave us a ride, and now my mom is all mad
(but not much more than usual, actually). She's probably going to
boycott our relatives or something.
One good thing – earlier this week I
finally handed in all the money to my pastor for a bike trip at the
beginning of August. It's through the Youth for Christ chapter at
the church I go to at college and it's basically biking around the
state and being awesome for a week. Another week after that, and I'm
going to back to college for the fall semester. And then I'm going
to be pulled in so many directions – it'll be crazy, but I think
I'll enjoy it.
More writing later.
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