Ride along with the Police

First ride along: http://alesa-alesa.blogspot.com/2013/01/ride-along.html
So, yes I went on another ride along when I found out I didn't have to wait a year to be able to apply for other departments. The first time I went was with a sheriff who is essentially a county cop, his position was traffic control so I got to ask him a lot of road laws and stuff. Before I explain the difference between the ride along I had before this one, let me explain what went down this time. I had arrived at the city police station and waited for the cop to hit me up. I was crossing my fingers it'd be someone cute and single, but once again it was another rather older family man. He called me into their briefing room where there were about 8 other cops sitting including the lieutenant who was sitting right next to me. I didn't do this the first time I went on a ride along so I was rather confused at what was going on, but essentially it was just a meeting they do before every shift to discuss what kind of crime is going on and what to look for. They asked what made me decide to go on a ride along, my automatic response "Just to Kick It." I almost regret saying that but they got a good laugh out of it. The lieutenant also asked the group a question that was rather interesting, it was "If someone is stabbing one of our K9 dogs as the dog tries to attack the victim, do you shoot the person down or let them continue stabbing the dog and then proceed to take the victim down?" I automatically thought "Kill the person!" but after hearing the others answer, it made sense to let the victim kill the dog and then proceed to take the victim down. After the briefing, I went with my cop guy to the car. First we stopped by the gun closet and let me tell you, that was probably the best part of the night even though it had just started. My jaw dropped at all the awesome guns they have, they were all black and all different shapes and sizes. Ones that blow doors open, legit rifles, bunch of shotguns. Though I'm deathly afraid of guns, it was pretty freakin amazing. They also have a SWAT car which looks like a Hummer H1 on major steroids. I asked how much one of them cost and I couldn't believe my ears... $375,000. Yes you read that right, one SWAT car costs more than your whole house. Our first mission was to go to Shiloh Inn cause apparently there was a super drunk guy who also drove in the parking lot which makes it an automatic DUI. Little did I know but the cops position that I was with is like criminal stuff, not traffic control. I had a bunch of road questions to ask but he didn't really know how to answer most cause it wasn't his line of work. Pretty much all the questions I made were pointless. We arrived to Shiloh Inn and he told me to follow him from right behind. I was so confused, because in my first ride along all I was able to do was sit in the car but this time I actually got to get a first hand experience up close at how things worked. He got the super drunk guy who was in his 50's, he was visiting from Hawaii and what not. He kept saying weird stuff like his ex-wife was going to kill him and blah blah blah. The cop gave him a sobriety test which he failed big time! I honestly couldn't stop giggling, the dude was being super unresponsive. He eventually handcuffed him and sat him in the back of our car. The dude kept saying weird things but it was quite entertaining. We took him to the county jail and it was so cool cause I actually got to go inside and watch them pat him down and do all this stuff. As the old man was standing there, he noticed me standing in the corner and kept smiling and saying how cute I was. I don't think he realized I was in the car with him the whole time even though the cop told him I was. He wouldn't stop complimenting me at how adorable I looked, and even though it was gross coming from an ol' drunk man, it made me really blush. They took me in this big room where all the sheriffs sat in with computers and what not, just to get me away from the dude. I've seen that type of room before in the show COPS. They have small locked rooms for all the overnight drunk guests, which is where the ol' man went. We eventually hit the road again and just waited for something to come up. As for the cop I was with, to be honest I didn't like him all that much. I ended up with him cause they pick whoever has had the least ride-alongs with them and apparently I was his first one of the year. There were a lot of awkward silent moments and he wasn't interested to know anything about me or what I had to ask him cause like I said, most of my questions were about road rules rather than criminal stuff. It seemed like some of the other cops had a much funner personality cept the one I ended up with. He brought up that he wasn't a peoples person but that didn't mean he had to be all up tight and annoyed by me. The only thing he very much enjoyed talking about were his two young kids, which I get but I'm there to learn more about his job rather than his kids...I had always thought the first sheriff I went with was awkward but to be honest he was a lot more cooler than this dude cause at least he thoroughly answered all my questions, giving scenarios and was actually interested in knowing what I liked to do. It was funny cause we did the same thing I did the first time, arrest 1 guy and pull over 2 people within a 5hr-6hr shift. I was more than ready to go home though.
Not sure if I'll go on another ride along soon cause 2 within a few months is enough for you to get some hands on experience with the police, but I admit it's such a cool feeling to have such authority that I almost want to go again real soon. Maybe I'll go with the Portland Police cause surely they have a lot of crap going on every night. All in all I had a good time.

WU Commencement Week from a Caterers perspective

So, last week and weekend was supposibly the harderst time of the year for catering because it's commencement week where all the graduates are having ceremonies and finally their graduation. Our schedules were full and packed with all these fancy ceremonies. That's also the time when those once-a-year catering servers come and help out so it was interesting seeing them for the first time. I admit the events were pretty tough to put together because all of them required fancy linens and glassware, but with there being so many catering servers, it was easy to put together and pull apart. One ceremony was for students who recieved cords for being honor students and just being such over achievers. To be honest, it was very inspiring. Just standing there serving wine and watching these kids get such honorary awards made me wish I had done better in school. I'm still young and all but definitely not as smart as these kids graduating with their masters in business and all that fancy stuff. It made me sad that I would never be able to accomplish what they had just accomplished at such a young age too. Graduation finally came and it was time to prepare for the after party. We covered 2 levels of the College of Law building full of food and beer. I was told that it's like a big train of people that take all the food and go which was exactly how it was. It was really hot and crowded of families and graduates. Though I had only worked there since the beginning of the year, I was very proud of the graduating students. I remember how proud I felt graduating from High School with +100 college credits. Cept these kids had Much cooler robes and graduated with their bachelors or masters. I know how proud their parents must be, especially the mothers since it was on mothers day. These kids were going to live that fancy lifestyle, in a very nice neighbourhood, going on exotic vacations and having top notch friends. That's what you get when you go all out with your education that will gurauntee you a great future. I had always dreamed of that lifestyle, but mine just so happens to be more in something that isn't entirely well paying, but a lot more enjoyable. 

VIP Friends

So, today I had been thinking bout that whole 'vip group of friends' that I previously mentioned. That one post regarding how new couples seem to disconnect all their weakest link friends and make a small groupie instead. Though I'm in no relationship, I sort of want to make a vip group of friends. I don't have many friends anyway so I technically won't be throwing people under the bus cause there's no one to throw. Unfortunately my closest friends live out of state, but I just want those friends that I could count on my hand. The ones that always give me advice in time of need, the ones that support me, etc. People could easily fake that and I assume they're great until they bail which happens more often than not which is why I want to stand ground. I could easily make new friends but it seems like everytime I do, I just want to go back to my old ones I've known for a long time. I always have things to share to new people but sometimes I have a bad habbit of crossing the line and sharing a little too much (my blog does not count). I always tell myself not to trust anyone but with so many people acting like they care, I easily give in. I suppose I just need to watch my back more.

Orthodox Easter 2013

So, on Sunday we once again celebrated Easter. My dad being Eastern Orthodox, we celebrate Christmas and Easter twice a year. The first is on the typical American calendar, and the second is on the Ukrainian/Orthodox calendar. It could be confusing to most people as of why other countries celebrate a holiday on another day but in the end, no one really knows the real date of when Jesus was born, died, and risen again so it's more of the message that matters rather than the day it happened. Every year I go to my dads church to celebrate this special holiday. It starts at 9pm on Saturday, and goes on until 3:30am or so on Sunday. When the clock hits midnight, you walk around the church with candles three times to resemble the three days that passed until Jesus was risen. Than we all praise Him and continue service. I had never actually stayed through the whole service before but one day I'd really like to. I hadn't gone to my dads church in a long time, but being there made me realize how much I had missed it. Of course pentecostals and other denominations disapprove of Orthodox/Catholic faith but there's something about it that really brings me at peace.
Happy Easter. He has Risen

Fishing and Hot Springs

So, me, my dad, my cousin and her awesome British fiance to a day trip to the east where fish and hot water awaited us. I hadn't gone to any hot springs for nearly 8 years so I was pretty excited to go once again. First we ate at Sheries for some good ol' breakfast then we bought fishing licenses at the outdoor sporting store. I did not buy one cause I'm not all that into fishing. The previous times I've fished when I was kid, was probably the boringest times I've ever had. We went fishing at Detroit Dam which to my surprise there were a lot of fish! We caught 20 all together because it's 5 per-person law but being Uki, my dad had caught 10. I didn't realize how long it would take them though, we were there for about an hour or two! I was getting very impatient considering there was no where to go and I couldn't fish myself. The cell service was also horrible so I couldn't really go on the web or anything. After they were finally done, we headed off to the hot springs. First we stopped by the Breitenbuch Hot Springs which is what I wrote about in a recent post, with the big tubs of natural hot water. I was eager to see it once again but surprisingly the area to go there had become more restricted than ever. There were a lot of No Trespassing signs but you were still able to go to the tubs. We only went there to check it out because we didn't feel like having to walk a long trail or across the raging river to get to the tubs. It was sort of weird seeing it again, all those memories I had as a child there. We continued driving north than west on the highway to these other hot springs I have baby pictures at. They don't have a name nor is it owned by anyone, you just have to look at steam rising from the river along the highway and there it is. I prefer the tubs because if the water gets cold you could just hose more hot water in, but this one on the river has water rising from underground so you have to mix it in with some cold river water to get the right temperature. It's sort of a hassle though and I wouldn't be surprised if people have gotten 3 degree burns from it. After soaking in the water, the sun had set and we cooked some fish over the fire. It was really good! I didn't realize how long of a drive it was to the hot springs, but it was sort of worth it. I missed enjoying time with nature.

One of many reasons I dislike Facebook

So, the thing I dislike about Facebook is finding out stuff that I wish I had never really known, especially finding out guys that I had crushes on would be in a new relationship. Of course everyone has their own things going on and I could care less but I came across something that made me outraged. During Spring Break I was sort of seeing someone whom I very much enjoyed being with. He always made me smile and I always looked forward to seeing him. I felt good about him and believed that we would be together for a long time (finally). As Spring Break had ended though, so did the relationship? I had no intentions of it ending because like I said, I felt really good about him. We always hung out with a group of friends but since they all went back to school, it's almost like that was an excuse not to be able to hang out anymore. I had always wanted one-on-one time...the whole time. Last time we hung out was in fact one-on-one because I kept pushing it to happen but after not seeing each other for over a week, the romantic feelings sort of died out. We ate at this favourite place of mine called Sip Bistro & Wine at Woodburn Outlet which happened to be next to the store his ex girlfriend worked at. He would be so mad talking about her, calling her a real bitch & other nasty names as I was told by everyone else who knew her. I was also noted that she was a slut which I find very disrespectful but if your sleeping around with guys who weren't or aren't your boyfriend at the time, you're a genuine slut. This goes same for guys though, I know more man-hors than I do girls who have never even kissed a guy. Moving on, I was on Facebook and was just checking out his Facebook page to see what the deal was with this one other situation. On his page I find that him and that 'bitch of an ex' had hung out (one-on-one) and how much they enjoyed it. He also noted that he had missed her and missed hanging out with her. My automatic thought, "Son.Of.A.Beep." I became furious, finding out that this guy I did many things with who bashed on his ex, ends up seeing her again? This may sound selfish but any guy would be lucky to be with me. I treat the guys I'm with like freakin princes. My only boundary is not having sex with them which apparently is enough for them to leave me. They test and try to get as much dirty nonsense out of me as they can, then leave.
To him: I don't like to publicly embarrass people especially on my blog, but I really liked you dude and the fact that you chose a slut over someone who actually tries to stay pure for you is outrageous. Yuh keep telling yourself "Oh we're only friends, I would never be with her again.", is a lie. If you can't forget about your ex, you're not ready for the next which is clearly the situation your in.
To her: I don't personally know you, but the rumors match your skanky pictures so I will assume it is true. You need to stop being a sneaky snake and let go of your past and stop aiming to get what you want rather than what God wants for you.
давай дасведания to you both

Eyelid Zits

So, last year around Summer I had a weird bump form on my eyelid. I thought it might of been an unusual form of allergies that would go away in a day...but it hadn't gone away in months. It hardened too, and another one formed below it week later. I did some research online and I figured they may have been cysts which are really gross. It was impossible to put eyeliner straight anymore because those bumps made it always look uneven. I went to the doctor in October '12 which literally only lasted 5 minutes and all he told me was that if it didn't hurt, it was going to be fine and should go away soon. Well, now it has been 10 months since I had this problem and now I do not only have 2 bumps, but 4! Two on each to be exact, with the new ones forming just months ago. I was upset that the previous doctor didn't seem to know what it was and wasn't sure what to do since he claimed that they weren't cysts. Though the bumps don't physically hurt my eyes, being a gal who aims to look pretty while I'm still young, it brings my self-esteem down a lot. I can't put eyeshadow on because it actually makes the bumps more visible, and it really grosses me out when I touch em if ever. I've had unusual health problems in the past where doctors didn't have answers to besides "it should be ok..." It's frustrating because what if it's something actually bad?
I decided to go back to the doctor again (different one this time cause that one I went to before was useless). My mum came to make sure I lied about the bumps being slightly painful and that they were uncomfortable so that they would actually consider doing something to them rather than brushing me off. I'm bad at making my health issues so dramatic, but if you don't, doctors just brush you off. It's just part of the nature of their job. The doctor came in and examined my eyes for a long while with this machine that shines a bright light in your eyes. I was about to go blind and I was even able to see the veins in my eyes with that bright light, as if I was going to pass out or something. I pulled through it though and the doctor actually had to get another doctor to make sure what he was seeing was what he was thinking it was. The second doctor was a really cool and funny dude, unlike that first one. He examined my eyes for a long while too, and finally came to a conclusion.
"Alright, well, what's going on with your eyelids is normal just not so common with many. You do have cysts on the whites of your eyes but that it normal. The ones on your eyelids are not cysts, they're more like big zits  that don't necessarily go away (I assumed cysts were 'eye zits' but cysts are actually incredibly worse). The pores on your eyelids are very small so when dirt collects under your eyelid, there's a bacteria that tries to fight it off but with that it forms a dome where it settles because it can't seep out through your small pores. What you'll have to do is put a warm cloth over your eyes twice a day for 2 weeks to see if it will go away. It's less likely to go away that way but it should minimize its size and lessen the chances of more growing. There is also surgery but problem with that is that for each bump we remove, it removes one tear gland with it. If we do that, your eyes will become more and more dry as you get older and you will have to use a lot of tear drops. If more do grow, we will have to go through the surgical process."
I admit I almost started crying at the fact that they may never go away, and my eyelids will be ugly forever. I don't want to be like those old Russian grandmas who have weird bumps and moles on their face, cept mine are on my eyelids. That and also if I do get them removed, I'll have to deal with extremely dry eyes in the future. What did I do to drown my sorrows though? Eat salted caramel gelato, sour cream & onion chips, and soda :(

Boston Bomba

So, I have a feeling a lot of people may find this being very careless and/or down right silly of me but it's my personal opinion so once again if you don't like it than piss off, I don't need your opinions on My blog. Moving on, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Youtube, Myspace, every social media you could imagine were exploding with the news over the Boston Marathon bombing. The first time I read it on Yahoo! I was very saddened by the news, but my sadness sort of faded over a short period of time though after hearing the story being told from the 16497373th person already. It sort of made me mad honestly, that people were making this tragedy such a huge deal. Three people died...the three out of hundreds of other people who die around the world everyday for numerous things. Why don't people cover stories of women who die everyday in shootings for 'wrongfully' doing something in Muslim nations. Or children who couldn't live a proper future because they hadn't got food in their stomach for weeks therefore their time came to an end. I have never been affected by mass attacks in these neck of the woods. There was one kid who was plotting a bomb at the Portland Pioneer Square Christmas Tree lighting but he had miserably failed fortunately. I don't want to be affected in a situation like that, just so that I can mourn like others when there are other distant terrorist attacks from me, because that only means I or someone I know would have to get hurt...Though because I personally have not been affected by any tragic attack, it's hard for me to be sad for the ones who have been in one. It seems like the more tragic the death, the bigger the deal of it is. Of course it's unfortunate that someone innocent dies from a bomb attack, but like I mentioned earlier, innocent kids and others die everyday. I feel like with the wicked huge population now and earth being roughly 2000-3000 years old, death is something we would get used to by now. Whether it's from natural causes or a shooting from a mad man/woman. One thing that surprised me the most was that these two brother bombers were from Chechnya which is in the property of Russia. I was worried that now I'll be called a terrorist even though they're not really Russian, nor am I, but Americas knowledge of geology and nationalities is at a 1st grade level. Surprisingly people mistook them for Czech Republicans rather than Russians, which like I said, America is naturally dumb at differentiating nations.
The older brother got shot down, but the younger one has survived. Their being sort of gentle but harsh on him at the same time because of course they want answers to what lead them to such a tragedy. Truth is, I feel like he shouldn't be harshly punished for what he did because it was his older brother that brainwashed him into doing it with him. In their religious beliefs, obeying your parents and older brothers is super strict whether you disapprove of what they want you to do or not. I mean at 19 years old you should be more than smart enough to say no to your brother about bombing up a crowd, but growing up in such a strict belief system, it almost over powers your own personal beliefs. I've had people including myself who say they despise others who kill, especially throwing bombs around, and that they all deserve death penalties. In this case I feel like this kid doesn't deserve that because of just what I had explained. The media makes things so much more of what's on the outside rather than the in which is my biggest pet peeve. I'm a critical thinker, I like to dig deep into things that many people wouldn't even care to do but you'd be surprised by what you can find if you did. Perhaps you'll find yourself in deeper darkness, or perhaps you'll find a crack with a light peering through it...
I hope Dzhokhar Tsarnaev will truly realize what he had been a part of and know that he is not a terrorist like everyone labels him as, he's just a lost soul.

Your bed or mine?

So, do you remember Myspace bullentin boards? That was my favourite feature (also getting to design my homepage) on there. It's actually where I first began getting recognized for my short and silly posts because I always wrote them from scratch. But the popular bullentin posts were like 25 or 50 questions. I used to always like filling those out, and since I don't have any ideas on what to blog about right now, I'll just suffer through the survey.

1.Where were you 3 hours ago?
Cousins next door
2. Who are you in love with?
Jesus
3. Have you ever eaten a crayon?
No
4. Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?
Yes, body spray.
5. When is the last time you went to the mall?
Yesterday,a rather regretful trip.
6. Are you wearing socks right now?
Nai,socks in bed get uncomfortable.
7. Do you have a car worth over $2,000?
Yes,though it's worth 5 cents now
8. When was the last time you drove out of town?
Last week perhaps
9. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?
No
10. Are you hot?
In bed yes,physically no
11. What was the last thing you had to drink?
Tea <3
12. What are you wearing right now?
Pajama shorts...and no shirt (never in bed)
13. Do you wash your car or let the car wash do it?
A little bit of both
14. Last food that you ate?
Steak, always hits the spot
15. Where were you last week at this time?
In bed alone as always
16. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?
Yea,another shirt for work :/
17. When is the last time you ran?
Couple days ago from the cops
18. What's the last sporting event you watched?
Futball
19. What is your favorite animal?
Cougars ;)
20. Your dream vacation?
Iceland
21. Last person's house you were in?
My cousin next door
22. Worst injury you've ever had?
Just bad cuts is all
23. Have you been in love?
Probably,I never understood if it was love or not
24. Do you miss anyone right now?
Oh yes, quite a few fellows
25. Last play you saw?
Who the hell watches plays anymore
26. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
Rest my fingers against their chest and deeply stare into their soul through their eyes
27. What are your plans for tonight?
Hopefully sleep with no stupid dreams
28. Who is the last person you sent a MySpace message or comment?
I have no idea, that was like back in '07
29. Next trip you are going to take?
Not sure yet
30. Ever go to camp?
Yes,love it
31. Were you an honor roll student in school?
Yes
32. What do you want to know about the future?
Who will I marry if I ever will
33. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?
Cologne, Abercrombie & Fitch Fierce (don't hate cause I'm a girl)
34. Are you due sometime this year for a doctor's visit?
Yes, for the gross cycts on my eyelids
35. Where is your best friend?
Gay Ass Washington
36. How is your best friend?
I assume good
37. Do you have a tan?
I wish
38. What are you listening to right now?
Друга Ріка <3
39. Do you collect anything?
Airplane stuff
40. Who is the biggest gossiper you know?
Not gonna name them
41. Last time you got stopped by a cop or pulled over?
New Years Eve 2012/2013
42. Have you ever drank your soda from a straw?
Of course
43. What does your last text message say?
You a comin
44. Do you like hot sauce?
On guys
45. Last time you took a shower?
Today
46. Do you need to do laundry?
My mum doesn't let me
47. What is your heritage?
Ukrainian
48. Are you someone's best friend?
Probably not, I suck at being a best friend
49. Are you rich?
I wish
50. What were you doing at 12AM last night?
Jizz in my pants (kidding,geez...that was a good youtube song).

I remember when...

I was a kid between the ages of 5-11, I used to always go to hot springs with my family during our Summers. I really had no choice since I couldn't stay home alone. My family is big on hot springs, a typical Eastern European favourite. I just liked being with my friend but I never really understood the whole concept of sitting in natural hot water? I didn't mind sitting in a clean hot bath tub at all. There have been many different spots that we'd go to, but one in particular always stuck to me. Reason being is because it used to always give me nightmares, I mean the place itself looks like it's haunted.
We'd drive deep into the forest and park our car who knows where. I was always put to carry a small cooler full of beer & soda with us which was a pain. You walk down a swirvy path, through the trees, as you hear the river get closer and closer. Once you finally arrive at the river, it doesn't stop there. The hot springs is on the other side of the river, which you can get to by going through a long path around or by crossing the river. Walking around takes a long time, and my family always just went through the river. Being a small kid and not knowing how to swim, I always feared crossing that river. I had been there quite a few different Summers, and all those times the way to cross the river was different. First there was a man made bridge which was so convenient! Unfortunately that broke, so then there was a rope stretching across the river. I think that was the worst one I had to experience. Not only did I have to carry something in one hand and hold the rope in the other, but being so small and the current being so strong, I for sure thought I was going to die. I was told many stories about people actually being swept away by that river and dying. Than another year there was a log that went across the river which was the easiest for me to cross. Now I was told there was nothing but you never know. Once you eventually got across, there are these very large cracked cement (and one tiled) tubs. The natural hot water is constantly running through hoses that you stuck in the tub if it were getting cold. It looks like the place was once very nice and clean, but after it was abandoned it got pretty filthy. The tubs are coated in algae, but no one seemed to care at all therefore I didn't either. I would sit on the steps in the tub, waving my hand back and forth in the water as I played with the small floating pieces of algae. That's my most fondest memory, was seeing those pieces of algae settle on my hand as I rested it on my knee in the water. I also clearly remember telling myself how in the future, I was going to buy that place and deck it out! Also build a proper safe bridge to get across. Who I would buy it from though, I don't even know? I hadn't gone back since I was probably 11, and it used to haunt me in my dreams for a while until I completely forgot about it. How have I all of a sudden rememberd it you may ask? Well, I came across my bosses blog. He has an oddly unique bond with natures hidden beauty. As I was reading the posts, I automatically recognized the dirty small blue tiled tub. My mind almost blew up, I don't know anyone else whos actually been there especially recently. Something that was a great part of my childhood Summers being resurfaced by someone none other than my boss was just totally uncalled for. Do check his post and blog here> http://orygunian.us/the-russian-tubs/
He can be kind of a weirdo (I won't be surprised if I get in trouble for that), but he's definitely someone you would enjoy every minute with over a cup of tea and listening to his random nature stories (and/or self).

Russian Boys

So, I saw a girl on Instagram who posted her note and I can say now that I %100 agree with her:

Just to sum this up for you, I used to be obsessed with Russian fobs and wanted to get with one so bad cause most of them are just so hot and picture perfect. Unfortunately that wasn't until years later I realized that though they may be picture perfect, they're major selfish douche bags. Considering this is America and there aren't as many Slavics here as there are in Eastern Europe (duh), Russian guys are super picky about which girl they want. They want the hottest of the hot Russian girl which I don't think they know that that only exists in Eastern Europe but whatever, their desperate for any form of 'hotness' here. Sorry to say but even the 'Christian' Russian fobs are ridiculously picky and selfish. In fact they're a lot worse than non-religious fobs cause not only do they want a super hot chick, but they also seek one who doesn't have a filthy past and is a church goer. Surprisingly there are a few that exist, but they get plucked out fast. I've had many non-slavic guys tell me how Russian girls are beautiful, it's like a dream of theirs to marry one. I have noticed a lot of Russian girls marrying non-Russian guys which is perfectly fine but Slavs here do get all fussy bout why they're doing that as if it's out of the norm. Long story short, Russian/American guys are fags.

Religious Rage

So, me and my mum had yet another argument about religion which is probably as worse as it gets between me and her. For the past 4 years, I've been attending a different youth group and different church which I think after 4 years it's perfectly normal to refer it as my youth group and my church even though I did not grow up in either of them during my child hood cause neither of them actually existed back then. I always refer my mums church as her church but she blew up at the fact that I never say that it's 'our' church. I haven't said it's our church in years!? I will never consider it 'my' church again. Moving churches for reasons like 'I don't like the people',is stupid. Moving churches because you never got anything out of it (since it's only focused towards elders and parents) is a legitament excuse to leave. Of course Slavic churches despise when people leave them for good and always believe that they had fallen into drugs or something when that's never the case! I went to our Sunday School reunion there which was the best 2 years of my life in that church ever cause those were the only 2 years I ever learned anything from the Bible. We said testimonies and I talked about how I was always the one who asked questions during class cause I was always curious about things that other people wouldn't have really thought about. One of the girls from the current Sunday School class said how much she appreciated the class because in church they only talk to parents but never the kids or youth which is so true and it's sad it's still like that! The only times they would talk to or about the youth was always something negative, always.
What breaks my heart the most is how my mum says that no other church is right besides hers, so I'm commiting a 'sin' by not being with the church and kids I grew up with. She never thinks before she speaks about her church beliefes. She's a perfect example of why so many churches segregate cause they all think how others glorify God is the wrong way? It's ridiculous. I will drive an hour to Portland for as long as I can and have to because it's the only church I ever get any understanding of God and comfort from people. I don't know why she makes it such a big deal about me driving there to church when my dad drives far to his too.
She always says I need to have grandchildren already when I'm not even married or water baptised! I'm not gonna force myself to get married so I don't have to listen to my mums rage over me not devoting myself to her church, I know God is proud of me for trying something else out that actually bonds us together cause that's what really matters. I'm not gonna sit on my ass and complain in one church for the rest of my time here, I needed to move on and actually glorify God where I was most comfortable and happy doing so. No I did not leave because I turned away from God (like everyone would assume), I left to Find Him.