Totally spacey

Okay so this is my third post within like 2 hours, but I promise you right now that I will not being updating this frequently once I get this blog thing down. 

Disclaimer: on my blog, I'm not writing to offend anyone or start trouble. I just have things I have on my mind that I need to get out. I don't want people to judge me, think differently of me, or look at me differently because of it. I want people to know I'm thinking about these things because in my mind, they're major things. So here is rant number one! Enjoy.

I'm starting to lose faith in the human race. I hear about people doing things that I would've never expected. People that I love and care about are doing things that I never would've thought. I feel like everyone I've grown up with is changing and most of them are conforming to the "wordly" ways. People just don't think about how their actions affect others. And I don't want this to come off that I'm saying I'm better than those people. Because I am most definitely not. We are all sinners and a sin is a sin. Regardless of what it is.  But I'm starting to lose faith that there are actual good people out there around my age. For example, I'm taking Individual and Family Development this semester and I love it. It really pertains to my major and I enjoy the class. I was reading my text book yesterday and there was a section on "hooking up." One sentence stuck out to me and totally killed me. It said, "multiple hookups will lead to an exclusive relationship." ARE THESE KIDS NUTS?! That's totally not how it goes!! I was completely shocked to read that. It seems like people just have priorities so out of whack lately. I guess most of this goes back to one thing. I want to help these people. I want to tell them that there is a better way to live this life. Another example. There is a website called postsecret.com. It started with  a guy who made thousands of pre-addressed postcards and distributed them across the country. He told people to write their darkest secrets on them so they can finally get it off their chest. He then compiled them into this website. I could literally sit there for hours and read the secrets if I could. But on the other hand, it makes me sad. Each post card I read, I can sense the hurt and depression through the card. I want to reach out to these people and tell them that everything will be fine. It kills me that they are going around with this burden weighing them down and they can't get it off of them. I want to help them so bad. But of course, I'll never see these people. So I guess all I can do is pray. Yea, it sounds weird to pray for complete strangers. But I have to, that's literally all I can do.  I just want to help them.

Yes I know, that paragraph was totally spacey. I would go back and read it, but:

1. I'm stinkin tired and I have to be up in 6 and a half hours for class

2. I don't want to think about it anymore.

3. I wrote that paragraph without stopping and the juices were flowin in my noggin. So if I wrote it, then I obviously needed to say it. So once again, no judging!! 

Thanks for reading! And stick with me, I'm hoping my blog will be interesting eventually.