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All right, so, a friend of mine on FP has been plagerised. A couple, actually. They're amazingly good writers, and I really can't believe it's happened to them. It's horrible! Because of all the recent plagerism, I'm setting up to take my major work down also. Which sucks. I'm not closing the account completely, I'm going to keep reading the stories and authors I'm following. But, I will no longer be posting my major works on there. Just to be on the safe side.

It's really sad that people feel the need to do that. When other folks say it's flattering to be plagerised, I seriously wanna kick their ass. I mean, are you kidding me? I should be flattered that someone stole my work and claimed it as their own? Work that I worked my ass off to write? I don't think so.

How fuckin' pathetic do you  need to be to even think of doing that? It really makes me sick. Stupid people.

So, yeah. There's my little rant.

And let me tell you, if you're even thinking about plagerising, take a seriously hard look at yourself in the mirror, and then slap yourself. Cause it's the stupidiest thing you could do, and the most degrading (to the original author).

--Faith

So, this is gonna be a pretty serious journal post. I get the The Week in the mail, which is a news magazine. Very good, I highly recommend it. I was flipping through, looking for articles I could talk about on my youtube page, when I came across an article on rape.

Here's the deal, there are almost 13,000 rape kits alone in Los Angelos County that haven't been touched. Over 400 of them are at least 10 years old...

Am I the only one who sees how fuckin' wrong that is?

Thirteen thousand...what are these people waiting for? I understand it costs a lot to test a rape kit, but do they not get how important that is to victims? When you're violated like that, when that piece is taken from you and you're used in a way that's horribly despicable, wouldn't you want the person who did that to you to pay for his crime? To at least know the government cares enough to fuckin' process the kit? 

Instead of putting aside money on useless fuckin' things that lazy ass people don't even need, why don't they put it towards getting every rape kit tested? Why don't they put it towards getting those people behind bars where they belong?

Am I the only one who think this is inexcusable?

Sure, maybe I'm naive to think that every rape kit would be tested and processed and every rapist would be put in jail. But...isn't that the way it should be?

They could be stopping people from raping more women, but they're not.

Bah, I just go so pissed at that. I think it's unfair, and something should be done right away. If I were a victim, I would want to know who did that to me, and I would want justice.

What's to say all those women still waiting for answers doesn't want the same thing? Does anyone care about them? Anyone at all?

In other news, my mom loved her mother's day gifts. My aunt bought her a ring from us girls. It's beautiful. Tazanite. Very pretty.

Other than that, I really have nothing else to write. Save for, I hope all your guys' mothers had a good day (:

So, yeah. Sorry I get so...political sometimes. I'm very opinionated on some things, as y'all can tell.

That's just the way I am. XD.

Until later.

--Faith

So, I had a pretty interesting day. My dad came to pick up my sisters at like 12 to spend the day with them. I woke up a short time later, my mom and I just did stuff around the house. Well, at around...six o'clock, we get a call from my sister. She fell in the sand and popped her knee out of socket, can't move. Because of my dad's m.s, he can't help her, so they're stuck there.

So my mom jumps in the shower cause she's been cleaning all day, I get ready, we call my aunt to go see if she can find them and maybe help my sister up cause she's freezing (it was cold out today, and she had been in the lake so she was wet). We leave, we're on the way, my  mom gets into this mini road rage with some douche. I tell her to stop,  she still flips them off. We get every red light, of course, on our way downtown.

Once we finally get there, my sister is just fuckin' shivering all over. My dad is off balance on the sand, it's a mess.

We somehow get her in the car, with her clinging to me for dear life, and drive to the hospital. Once there, her knee is popped back in place, and all is well. She's got a brace right now, cause we're not sure why it popped out of place, and it's still sorta sprained. She's also got crutches.

So, yeah, that was my adventure of the day. Haha. Afterwards I bought pizza for us XD haha.

One of the nurses was fuckin' funny. He cracked me up. And one of them had a nice ass XD His name was Scott. I was like, hello-o-o-o. Rawr. Hahah.

Sigh. Good times.

Other than that, I started a new book about a German soldier who fought in WWII in Russia. S'good so far. He was a good writer. A

All right, with that, I bid you all adieu. I have to write XD

Until later.

--Faith
 

Writing murder stories is so fun XD haha. Does that make me strange? I thinks it does. I'm just finishing up this short story about a crazy, mental hospital escapee. Bwahaha. Who goes on a killing spree, of course.

Like Michael, you say? No, nothing like Michael XD. (If you don't know what that means, you should be ashamed of yourself.)

Of course, I haven't actually killed anyone yet, save for one. I can't wait to get to that.  Bwahaha. I'm thinking organ spillage and-d-d castration. Fun, non? 

Yes, I'm aware I watch too many gore movies, thanks.

In other (not so disturbing) news, I think I found a good site to send a couple poems to. It looks awesome, and I'm hoping I'll get some moola (: Hahaha.

I've found a couple, actually. I just need to make sure the others are crediable.

I didn't do much today, spent some time with my mom before she went to work. Then I babysat. How exciting. I'm thinking I might ask her to ride up to Racine with me tomorrow. I've actually got money, and there's a couple things I could stand to get. No books, though. I've got enough. I have to keep reminding myself of that XD haha.

Right now I'm reading a book about a girl who dropped everything to like, live with this guy in France XD She barely knew him, too. I guess it's a good thing he wasn't some pyscho serial killer XD haha. It's a good story though. But I'm biased, cause I love France.

All right, I've got some characters to kill.

Until later,

--Faith

Why are we only allowed to pick one religion to blindly follow? Who are we to say our religion is the one that’s correct. And how do we know that? What makes Catholicism more special than Hinduism? Who are we to judge? Why can’t we believe certain aspects of different religions and apply them to our everyday life in order to better ourselves-to become a better person?

If someone came up to me on the streets and asked me what religion I was, or what religion I believed in, I wouldn’t be able to answer. Well, I would, but it would get a tad long winded.

I believe in God, but not the god most people see him as. (Yeah, that’s not confusing at all.) I believe God is all the good in the world. Every good person, every good deed, no matter race, color, or religion-that is God. God is such a confining term for it, but it’s what I was raised with, so it’s the easiest name for me to use.

In short, I believe God is good. All good. God is all the Yaweh’s and every other god there is, all that good, combined. If that makes sense. It sounds better in my head, as most of my other inner ramblings do.

I also believe Jesus died for our sins. I believe others may have done the same thing, but Jesus is the main squeeze. Why? I couldn’t really tell you.

I don’t believe everything in the Bible. I believe the Bible was written by men, and isn’t something you should completely set your faith on. Sure, some of the stories are nice and teach a good lesson-those I can learn from and apply to life. But smiting a village of sinners? Flooding the world? No thanks. Those just make God seem like a hypocritical asshole. (Why yes, I can feel my feet burning, thank you.) "Yes, I give you free will. But you’re not doing what I want you to do, so I smite you." No.

I really hate all the downgrading women get in a lot of religions. And no, it’s not because I’m a girl myself and like to shout, "Girl power!" from the top of my lungs. Okay, being a girl helps fuel the fire, but it’s not the only reason I hate that. We give life, so can’t we get a little credit? I mean, you try squeezing out a watermelon, and then go to church and learn how much better men are than you. I don’t think so. This is why I like Wicca and Pagan beliefs. Men and Women are equal to them, they both are devoted to and included.

A simple rundown of my other core beliefs would be: reverence to nature and the belief of the three fold rule (what comes around goes around, bitch) which are mostly based of off Pagan and Wiccan beliefs (but could very well be parts of other religions, I'm not a theologist). I also believe in reincarnation (no, not the whole, "you failed at life so now you’re a dung beetle"). I mean, sometimes I think we don’t do what we’re supposed to, so we come back. That’s a basic Hindu/Buddist belief.

I believe in a lot more, but to name them all, well…we would be here all day.

I guess what I’m trying to get at, is that as long as you believe in the good, and do good deeds-should it really matter what religion you are? We’re all going to go to our own "heaven" (I believe), others may just not call it heaven. Some call it the Summarland, some call it...who knows. It’s all different, but yet, we’re all the same in the end.

I don’t think that because someone is gay, or because they believe in different things, or because they make mistakes, they’re going to hell. I don’t judge, because I don’t want to be judged. So, why should other people judge?

Look in the mirror people, we’re all just flesh and bones-all the same.