Wake up, it’s 2014

Hi guys and guy-ets 🙂 I’m a bit angry at the moment because of some stuff I’ve been reading on Facebook, so I thought I’d take my anger out on the internet and my blog (which, incidentally, I haven’t posted in for a while).

I read this story about a four year-old child who stood up for a homosexual person when another guy said a gay couple kissing was disgusting. This child responded by saying that it was love, not disgusting. Yeah! You go, kid! Anyway, that was written by his mother and she was very proud of him. I would be too 😀 But some of the comments on this story were horrific! So many people saying that homosexuality wasn’t love, it was confusion, and that it is a sin and wrong in God’s eyes. My response to this in a heart beat is ‘What the hell?!’ And some other profanities that I will not write on this child-friendly blog. Wake up and smell the roses guys! This is 2014! A year and century where being homosexual and bisexual is perfectly okay and not considered an act of evil. Once upon a time back when being gay was considered wrong, being left handed was a sign of the devil. In this century and year, being left-handed is perfectly okay, and being ambidextrous is considered cool. So, why have we come to accept left-handed people, who were once condemned for sinning because of their hand ‘choices’ (not much of a choice, we’re born with a preferred hand) but we haven’t come to accept gays who are considered to be sinning because of their love? It’s just love. We love our fathers and mothers, our sisters and brothers, our sons and daughters, and our husbands and wives. These people we love are our families, which are made up of females and males. If males love their fathers and brothers, why is it wrong for them to love another man who would, in the perfect world, become their husband? This is the same for women.

I have many great friends who are homosexual and bisexual. I have no problem with them being who they are! I have teachers who are homosexual. What about all those Johnlock shippers out there? They’re not afraid of it! So why are there still people who are homophonic? It’s not as if someone else being gay or lesbian affects them in a negative way. People with homophobia should ask themselves these questions: Is it hurting me? (Answer: no) Is it hurting them? (Answer: no) Is it hurting anyone else in this world? (Answer: no). Well then, I think you should have good look at yourself, cause I’m pretty sure you’re in the wrong. If a homophobic person has a problem with someone else being gay, they should also ask themselves this question: Am I gay/lesbian? If the answer is no, then why are they judging someone else. If the answer is yes, then something in their social or family environment is making them feel negative about their feelings. This is not a good thing, because regardless of our sexuality, we all have rights and deserve support. 

I just hate how so many people are using their religion as an excuse for homophobia. That is the disgusting thing. I used to be religious and now I’m not, but I have a great respect for all religions and all religious people. But to judge another person, a human being who is just like you, because of your religious beliefs is completely unacceptable. The bible says ‘love thy neighbour as you love yourself.’ There is no exception for this rule. If your neighbour is gay, that is no excuse to not love them as you love yourself. If you say that you do not love them as you love yourself, you are contradicting your religion. Religion is not excuse for homophobia. Homophobia is a choice, homosexuality is not. Grow up and get on with your life. You don’t have to agree with them, because we all have a right to our opinions. We do not, however, have a right to judge others because of these tiny insignificant things. I have lots of religious friends who are perfectly okay with gays, I have gay religious friends. So what on earth is your problem?

So, that’s my take on it. We’ve grown up a lot since left-handedness was a sing against God, but we’ve still got a bit to go. I can’t believe it’s taken us two thousand years to get this far though. Bit disappointed with the human race these days. In the words of Captain Jack Harkness, a heroic character of a 21st century BBC TV show (Torchwood) who has kissed and loved women, men and on occasion, aliens, “You people and your silly little labels.”

Ser deg senere!

JMoriarty

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Yesterday, a group of my friends and I participated in the Write A Book In A Day competition (annual Australian competition). We had to write a book in 12 hours with certain parameters that were given to us. The word count was between 4000 and 8000 words. We managed approximately 6750. So, I decided to post our finished book here in pdf form. I know there are some grammatical errors, I only found a few that we missed just then, but I think we did a pretty good job. Happy reading 🙂

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What is Perfection?

This is my own question which I am going to attempt to answer. There is no such thing as proper perfection, just our own interpretations of perfection to do with different things. I would say that my perfect day would be to sit outside in the sun reading a good long book during Spring, or having a family get together at my Gran’s house during Summer. Those are my ‘perfect’ days. Your perfect day would be different. My main subject of perfection in this post is to do with boys. For those who know me, I am a hopeless romantic. I fangirl over anything romantic, be it in books or movies/TV shows. I ship lots of couples, as was made clear in my last post. But there are guys in the books that I read and the TV shows that I watch that I would define as the ‘perfect’ guy. Maybe not by himself, but someone with a mix of all the qualities I love in those characters. My perfect guy, in simple terms, is allowed to have faults. In fact, it is a requirement. He must also be there for me to cry on his shoulder. I’d like to think that at some point he will cry on my shoulder to. At the moment my favourite male characters that I admire most (a.k.a hopelessly in love with) are Mr Darcy from Pride and Prejudice and Mr Thornton from North and South. They are not so different, but at the same time very different. If you asked me who I would love more, then I would answer like this: Mr Darcy is a kinder man than Mr Thornton. They both have their faults and have had bad childhood experiences. Mr Darcy has too much pride and thought he was right in taking his friend away from Jane, as he thought the match between them would not be right. Mr Thornton thinks much about his work and he is very proud, but he is (secretly) caring to his workers. Mr Darcy is very very rich and does not have to work. He has everything and has never really had to work. Mr Thornton has to work to keep his rich (ish) life. He also had to work his family out of poverty. Between the two of them, Mr Thornton has more experience of the world. Both of them became kinder because of the female protagonists. That was the main storyline for both couples. They both care so much about their families, and I’m pretty sure Mr Darcy’s family is much kinder (apart from his aunt). But I am not looking for riches. All in all, I have to say that I prefer Mr Thornton. If you have seen both of them, tell me who you prefer? Also, tell me who you see as the ‘perfect’ guy (can be character or real person). 

This post is also about another thing. I believe I have a guardian angel. He is a real person. He is on of my friends. I think I might love him, but not in the romantic sense. I love him as a friend, but he is more than a friend. He is different. He cares a lot about me and I care a lot about him. We don’t talk much, but he has always made sure I am ok. He sometimes looks sad and I know others notice it as well. I don’t know what is wrong. I asked him if he was ok a few weeks ago, and he said he was fine but thanked me, so I left it. I don’t need to him to know how important he is to me, but I felt like writing about it here. He has never seen this blog, and he is in no danger of knowing that this is about him anyway. I just feel privileged to know that he of all people, cares about me. 

Anyway, tell me your thoughts on perfection 🙂