January 4, 2009

  • Well, this is about half a year after it happened to me, but "on time" was never something that ran in my family, it seems.

    In any case, towards the beginning of the year, there was held what was called a Screw Dance (why, I dunno) for all the Freshies. The entries all got together and people were randomly hooked up (you got to specify certain things, however, you'd want for a partner). Funnily enough, I was told it was casual dress and I had work beforehand. And, of course, some people had to dress up (ties and button-ups) and, of course, they had to be some of the first people I see. So I do a slight panic episode before the dance. You probably would've laughed.

    In the end, I decide to just forget about it and I probably won't see my partner for the night soon anyway, if things when utterly horribly.

    I forget the name of my date (I forget everyone's name, first time I meet them (and subsequent times afterwards...)). I do remember she was not from in-country because she kept refering to American customs the entire night. One of her complaints was our choice in dance music (they played mostly rap the entire night. There was a moment where they played Journey's Don't Stop Believing(let me tell you, watching everyone in that room kind of just stop and every single person in there sing the lyrics was one of the coolest things ever) but she didn't recognize the song).

    So, at one point, she notices the crucifix around my neck and remarks, "Are you Christian?" Then she sort of laughs and asks, "Are you a hard believing Christian or are you a 'Christian' - American Christian." Heh, I'm probably making (and will make) this girl sound so awful. She was very nice. Quite joking.

    However, the sentence did strike me. Granted, I know what she meant. We have many who are willing to claim being a Christian while not following any of the tenements and picking and choosing well away.

    However, countering that (and more to my annoyance), we have plenty of zealous, religious lunatics who do more than their fair share to twist not only logic but sanity and reason to a point that living loses all sense. But that's a divergence for another day...

    There are many things about the American people which piss me off to no extent. Which all the more angers me because I believe in and love America.  For all out faults, there is plenty when we got right.

    Yet, particularly in religion, we've got some screwed up habits (and people). To be honest, if it weren't for my crucifix, I don't think some would realize any religious dinomination about me - which is what I would want. Religion, in my mind, ought to be (for the most part) a very private thing. While countrary to "mainstream" Christianity, my actions ought to speak for my religion. But I see its function far differently from that of others.

    In any case, I hope my actions in the end say more of me than anything else. There's a reason I put a good deal of intent into them.