jesus died for somebody's sins, but not mine.

I didn't think that I remembered much from the Wednesday afternoon bible classes that were forced upon me until I was 12.
Then it was left up to me to get there on my own, and so I just stopped going.
I didn't think that I was ever against them; I was really just extremely bored.
I just finished reading a few select passages from the Bible for my Jesus and Liberation class,
and my god, how irritating that piece of literature is, along with the history behind it.
My memory came rushing back, and then I realized that maybe I did stop going due to disbelief.
God is really kind of an arrogant asshole according to the passages I read (Exodus: 1-3, 14-16, Deuteronomy: 5-6, and 1 Kings: 12-19).
There's so much "I" involved in his commands and everything he says in general.
"I am a jealous God." "I will gain glory if you follow my lead." "Fear me if you want to live."
AKA "It's all about me."
Really, God? Come on. I'm sensing some George Orwell 1984 insanity here.
Additionally, do you even realize how many translations the darned Bible has undertaken?
Well, not the actual bible, because you see, the real thing has never even been found.
Only more translations of it have been.
It's ridiculous. Every new translator completely refashioned it to include only what he wanted to believe in. Yes, he. And those translations would only make it into the general public if what was in them was "deemed appropriate."
Anyway, to each his own.

I'm being a shit, sorry.