lackadaisee

I wasn't sure that I'd like the new skins, but I do.
Got into 2 colleges so far. :D
Got security council in Model UN, very scared, but equally happy.
My birthday is Wednesday. (EIGHTEEN MUTHAS)

What else is new?

Oh yeah.
This.


:D

There are plenty of changes I'd like to see.  More efficient, environmentally friendly, and sustainable energy.  Less corruption among corporations and government sponsoring of large companies.  A more flexible and understanding foreign policy.  Less greed, more humanity.  Yes, there are a lot of issues facing America today.  However for me, the most important change has already taken place.  It began when Barack Obama first entered the race to become the democratic candidate.  Though I didn't fully understand it until election night, the change I'm talking about is a change in the political zeitgeist of my generation.

I was young when Bill Clinton was President, so along with many other children of the eighties and nineties, I was not aware of much other than some of the more covered events. Most of the press's efforts went towards covering his infidelities instead of his political decisions.  I remember sort of rooting for Gore because he was a democrat and my parents were democrats.  I remember Kerry, and I remember desperately hoping that Bush would not be allowed four more years.  But he was.  So for eight of my seventeen years, I have not known patriotism. The American flag began to represent many things, but none of them pleasant.  There was little to no faith left in us, faith in our country.  If you went to another country, it was common sense to claim that you were Canadian.

However on Election night I both witnessed and experienced a change among my generation and others.  We cheered, and shouted, we laughed and yelled and hugged and some even cried.  My friend's mother sounded a little confused as she said, "I feel patriotic."  Her husband laughed in happy agreement, and wondered aloud "What do I do with this feeling?"  Sadly, hope had in recent years had become a feeling foreign to many Americans.  Barack Obama brought it back.  He has inspired me and many others, uniting millions through the hope that he fills us with.  His election means so much more than Democratics taking the White house from Republicans.  It is about progress.

For once I feel proud of my country, hopeful and inspired.  This change is the change I'm so glad to see.
Thank you Barack Obama.  Thank you.

When I grow up, I want to be a weed. 
My classmates want to be flowers.
Tulips, Roses, Petunias, and Carnations.
But it doesn't require work to be pretty.  It doesn't take determination, concentration, motivation and dedication to be aesthetically pleasing.
Flowers are over rated.
You may think I'm an eye-sore, but I don't give up easy.