Candy!!!

I've got nothing interesting or controversial to put here, so we'll have to have a boring update of Rowan's week:

On Wednesday I went to cell group for the first time this year, just to catch up with everybody. For the 'study' we went round saying the people who had caused us to become closer to God. Of course I don't believe in God, so that was interesting. The highlight of the night (mint rhymage there) was actually what one of the leaders let slip out by mistake. He was talking about how when he was in France he drunk, smoked, did drugs and he goes "You know, all the stuff that bad people do", and I must say, that was possibly the worst thing I'd ever heard a Christian say. To lump every drinker, smoker or drug-user into the one category of "bad people" is absolutely ridiculous. I would even go so far as to say that it's unchristian. There is no such thing as a 'bad person' anyway.

But assuming there is, for the sake of argument, it's not the drinking, smoking or drug-using that makes someone bad anyway. It's the reasons behind the drinking, smoking or drug-using - it's why they're doing it. Most people do it because they want to have some fun, because they're addicted or because they want to escape reality. None of those sound like 'bad people' reasons.
It seems like this is one of the biggest flaws with Christianity, or at least many members of the church. They associate certain activities, words and looks with being a bad person. They cover it up with this supposed non-judgmental exterior; this 'do all things for our Father in heaven" attitude, but often they seem to do things because they want to feel better than other people.

I don't even see how you can grade people good or bad. I'm guessing it was man who invented good and evil, so that means that to grade someone as good or bad is to grade someone based on someone else's opinion - the opinion of our society built in over hundreds of years.

Lol. Massive. Next item:
I've finally finished at Countdown!!! Yay!!! Honestly, it was the greatest feeling ever when I walked out those doors without my uniform! It was like, to use a awful cliche, the weight had been lifted from my shoulders.
I'm not sure where I'll go next though... Apparently there's some openings at Dick Smith on a Monday and Tuesday, which is perfect for me. I reckon that'd be sweet, but what I really want is to work at a clothes shop. Like in SaveMart or something. Considering that you always need to be updating your closet, a clothes place would be a mint place to work. You'd get mass discounts off everything so you'd have more money for all things non-clothing!

But anyway. On Saturday I went shopping with Mrs G and bought some pretty sweet stuff! I can't tell you anything about it though, apart from that I got new shoes (finally). No more New Balance! The rest is a surprise for Tuesday.

And today I got my haircut. To be honest, I'm not very happy with it. It's too short. If it was like, 2 cms longer it'd be sweet... But it's not. Problem with my hair is that you can't do anything with it no matter how long or short it is. It's always just average. Oh well... I may always be a crap-haired ginga guy, but at least I won't always be skinny and pimply.

And there you go - one crap blog!

Enjoy.