Today was weird. Get ready for God talk kinda story time with Kayla Shay!

Over the weekend I had really just been like blah about my faith in God, my friends, family, life in general really (I do this from time to time because I am an angsty idiot). After all the doubt I told myself I’d back off a bit for awhile. Go back into the shadows where I so much think I belong. Today, I ended up wearing my “Jesus Is My Saviour- Not My Religion” sweater today, no real reason, it was just clean. I walk into school, go through first period with one of my best friends, go through second period doing what I do best with one of my best friends, then after those two periods flew by I went to Chemistry. There is this girl in there that I know does not believe in God, which doesn’t bother me, I respect all opinions unless the person gives me the option to talk about what I believe in. Today, she did, which was strange for me after my weird weekend I had. After leaving the class I had an unsettling feeling. Usually I love my fourth period, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of the people around me. Everything felt completely wrong.  Even saying hello to one of the people I consider my best friends felt completely and utterly wrong. Then, after lunch, a friend of mine who means a lot to me came up to me and told me some good news of his. I congradulated him and went on my way to my graphic design class, which flew by, then I went to my history class. This guy walked in and asked me, “Do you believe God can change people?” So I asked, “In what way, good or bad?” (because earlier in my Chemistry class, the girl talked to me about how hypocritical people are when it comes to faith and how it changes them for the worse.) He proceeded to say, “Good.” And I said, “Yes, of course.” After this I went to my English class exhausted, and with my head on the desk buried in the jacket my friend is letting borrow, one of my best friends walks in the door and starts talking to me. I felt at peace, but still unsettled with the day. I ended up at the grocery store after school, and this man who smelt of oil in a trucker cap pointed at my sweater and grunted, and walked off. I wanted to ask him what he meant by that, disapproving or approving, but he was gone by the time I turned around.

Today was weird.