randomness
May. 4th, 2006 05:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's a ~beautiful~ day.
Gosh darn it, I am in need of ice cream!!
I am in the middle of cleaning out stuff in my room, I have been saving way too much crap over the years. I found the script from my Confirmation Service & Confirmation Notes (catechism stuff)...I was confirmed a little over 19 years ago! I completely forgot I was still holding on to this stuff, guess it's still in my possession to remind me of what I consider to be um....Catholic stuff that is irrelevant to my life. After all, contrary to the purpose of Confirmation in the Catholic Church and my parent's expectations, the whole process of getting Confirmed is what pretty much made me realize this jive wasn't for me. The only reason I went through with the confirmation was because I knew full well my mother would have literally kicked my ass if I even suggested not going through with it. Haha, I am taking a peek at the Confirmation Notes now, wow. Just got a flashback of when I was first given these papers by the CCD teacher, and the look on her face when I started to question something that I read, something that I wasn't sure about. When she told me that this was not information to be questioned, but information to be accepted, memorized, and parroted back (she didn't saay it in so many words, but that was the gist), well....I think that was the final straw for me. What I had been suspecting up until then became stark reality: this wasn't for me, I wasn't about to have my relationship with God dictated to me. Damn, I was one smart 13 year old ;).
Crikey, I'm amazed by the some of the mementos I've been holding on after all of this time. Some are being kept, to be tucked away in folders/boxes for the occasional perusal but so much has been/will be tossed away. It's necessary and cathartic, but also bittersweet in a way. I guess letting go of evidence of your own past always is...but, I am making room for my future, and that's a really good thing.
Still want ice cream, I might have to stroll outside for an ice cream sandwich.
I am still getting used to wearing this engagement ring! The weight on my finger, looking at my hand and still thinking "Holy crap, I'm engaged to
fings!!". Am feeling a little giddy, a bit scared, rather excited and very happy! I hear this is normal ;).
I have to get rid of a shitload of books, oy.
Am *dying* to see pictures of
renegade_geek &
kosciost's new baby, Gwynn!
OK, that's it for now, peace out, yo.
Gosh darn it, I am in need of ice cream!!
I am in the middle of cleaning out stuff in my room, I have been saving way too much crap over the years. I found the script from my Confirmation Service & Confirmation Notes (catechism stuff)...I was confirmed a little over 19 years ago! I completely forgot I was still holding on to this stuff, guess it's still in my possession to remind me of what I consider to be um....Catholic stuff that is irrelevant to my life. After all, contrary to the purpose of Confirmation in the Catholic Church and my parent's expectations, the whole process of getting Confirmed is what pretty much made me realize this jive wasn't for me. The only reason I went through with the confirmation was because I knew full well my mother would have literally kicked my ass if I even suggested not going through with it. Haha, I am taking a peek at the Confirmation Notes now, wow. Just got a flashback of when I was first given these papers by the CCD teacher, and the look on her face when I started to question something that I read, something that I wasn't sure about. When she told me that this was not information to be questioned, but information to be accepted, memorized, and parroted back (she didn't saay it in so many words, but that was the gist), well....I think that was the final straw for me. What I had been suspecting up until then became stark reality: this wasn't for me, I wasn't about to have my relationship with God dictated to me. Damn, I was one smart 13 year old ;).
Crikey, I'm amazed by the some of the mementos I've been holding on after all of this time. Some are being kept, to be tucked away in folders/boxes for the occasional perusal but so much has been/will be tossed away. It's necessary and cathartic, but also bittersweet in a way. I guess letting go of evidence of your own past always is...but, I am making room for my future, and that's a really good thing.
Still want ice cream, I might have to stroll outside for an ice cream sandwich.
I am still getting used to wearing this engagement ring! The weight on my finger, looking at my hand and still thinking "Holy crap, I'm engaged to
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I have to get rid of a shitload of books, oy.
Am *dying* to see pictures of
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
OK, that's it for now, peace out, yo.