Cop magnet

Do you smell that? Somethings cooking! I smell bacon!
Pig cops, I really really hate them, but before I go into this topic I wanna make one thing clear: I praise and thank any police officer who has actually done the right thing to protect us from violence, theft, and really bad people.
I don't know what it is, but pigs seem like they are always out to get me. You ask, what is a pig? A pig is a cop who wastes valuable crime fighting time to give normal people a hard time and to really screw them over just for their own personal entertainment and last minute quota completions. I have been pulled over twice and I have about 5 tickets for absolute BS! I have never been given a warning and I have never had my tickets reduced. These pigs always have something more they can give you a ticket for. My first time getting pulled over was because I passed a yellow light that turned red as soon as I passed it. Sure, maybe I should have stopped but there was a pickup truck tailgating the hell out of me and I didn't wanna risk getting hit. After the pig pulled me over, I was very kind to him. However, he decided to give me one ticket for the red light violation PLUS another ticket for having a different address on my license and registration. The ridiculous part was that I had boxes and clothes stuffed in the back seat of my car which he clearly saw, and I even told him that I was in the process of moving to a different house. This was one clear pig alright. The second incident will be discussed on the next blog

Ughh why can't we all just get along

In my opinion, religion is perhaps the most controversial and confounding topic of life. I like to look at the big picture of things, and as a Catholic, I see God as the most divine power of life. The interesting thing is that with all the different religions, most can agree with the divinity of God. Yet, why must the little differences of religion complicate the beauty of love? I do believe religion is a powerful tool of faith that can never be misjudged nor underestimated. Which is why I have decided to discuss the issue, because it's the only big issue that has confounded my relationship with my girlfriend, a 20 year old Muslim beauty from Australia. The thing is that her parents are in a completely different generation in which they believe that their children must marry someone of the same race and religion. For this, my girlfriend's parents probably won't accept me. They don't even care about my future prospects, my goodhearted nature, nor even the love that me and her share. Why must the things I can never change be what they judge me for? Hopefully, time will ease the tension in this issue, but her parents are in a generation that might never be able to understand whats most important. I wish I can say something to change her mind, but her faith is something I can never change.