I Could Go Through my Journal But there's nothing like the Present.

and who doesn't like presents?

Sometimes I feel like America is one big cliche and none of my American friends get why i'm laughing or so amazed when I jump and down and go "I'VE SEEN THAT IN A MOVIE".
It must be a foreign thing. Or perhaps it's just me.

I find that a lot of the time America is referred to as the "fat and dumb" country. I just think they're pretty damn sneaky because hasn't anyone noticed that they seem to be running the world at the moment?

Saying that, i've always had a little soft spot in me saved for America. The people here are just so gosh darn nice! Well, the majority anyway. And perhaps they are a little too God loving, freaking (I mean fearing..) and abiding citizens but whatever.

In fact, typing this right now, I am face to face with two post it notes of my friends room mate which say "Giving it all to God" with a love heart and "To trust God is to have immeasurable peace."
Each to their own...

ooh I seem to have lost the little blinky cursor thing that tells me where i'm up to.

Digressing- At the University of Illinois I was accosted (perhaps not accosted but close) by two mormons. Now, Australia isn't too big on religion. I have very clear memories of dad trying to get me to go to Church when I was little and living in Kansas (see it's a very American thing) and me throwing a huge wobbly on the back steps. However, being 9 and dad being the far superior being in this situation my lungs were not enough protection from the power of God. Or at least dad.
Looking back I think it was all with good intentions- You know like dabbling in illegal substances to see if you like it and might want to persue it.

So these mormons come up to me sitting on the grass, interuppting a particularly delicious bit in Chocolat. They ask me if i've heard of them before. Yes. Are you religious? Not really. What about your parents? I guess dad is but mum isn't. I come from Australia, religion isn't that big there... Oh. Well. Do you want our book? If you read it and believe it the prophet will be real and prove the book.

You know at the stage of the conversation I just wanted to keep reading my book so I gave them my number which turned out to be wrong anyway and they went and approached the next person sitting alone.

I don't really have a problem with religions most of the time but PLEASE don't force it apon me. I will believe if I want to.

and then I got distracted by a group of cheerleaders (including boys) practicing on the lawn.

JUST LIKE THE MOVIES