Purpose

I sit in my computer chair, once again, and wonder what my purpose here on earth is. Many times I have thought about it, and many times I have guessed to what it may be. Time will tell what my destiny is, for now, I must savor my last year before hell breaks loose.
Conformation class on Sunday, as always, beaming at the pastor, listening to him talk about the commandments, my attention wavering slightly when he started giving a small sex talk. Dating was another topic he went over, he was talking about the difference between dating and courting, and how the two are often confused in present-day America. I rolled my eyes at some of the things he said, such as 'dating as many people as you want at one time', making me want to smack him back to reality, and teach him how women feel about that, and how jealousy and cat fights come as a result. Not that any guy is actually worth breaking a nail over, but how idiotic that statement sounded at the time.
Another topic that made me all sorts of angry, was homosexuality, and how it is like murder. Murder.
Bull.
Freakin' bull.
How the hell could that be like murder? Love is love. If a man and a man love each other, or a woman and a woman love each other, so be it. That's life. We aren't perfect. If the Christians want to look down and homosexuality, then they are being discriminate, people shouldn't be judged like that, not at all. Especially when Christians sometimes seem to think that THEY are superior over everyone. Catholics, Episcopalians, and all those other Protestant religions. You may hear it different, but my mind may comprehend things different than yours.
Rel then came over, and we ate subway and stayed up until some ungodly hour, watching Family Guy and Futurama. She went home earlier today, leaving me to go to kung-fu, and come home and eat dinner.
Now I sit typing away at incredible speeds that most normal thirteen year olds couldn't and laughing for using the word 'normal', because I am truly far from it.