Participated in the second annual "Walk Out" of Hellgate High School today, which was sold as a protest of the presidential "Mission Accomplished" speech of 2003. I feel like I should cement the action, you know. Articulate the reason "why?" I participated and what I think would be a more productive avenue.
You can look in a dictionary and find many definitions of progress. But you cannot truly define progress until you see it for yourself.
On my way to work today, I cut through the Student Union because it was one of those days where I wanted to spend the least possible amount of time outside (you know the type... wind in your face, snow down your shirt...). As I passed the Wendy's, I noticed a blonde individual with a mohawk, a mask, and a rainbow striped cape that said: "Marriage = Two Consenting Adults."
Necessary for revolution.
We're not “Ready” for a revolution..?
It seems ridiculous, but that’s one of the many excuses poured forth.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m ecstatic for our record voter turn-outs.
Pop culture and voting?
I can go with that, but then the point of view is skewed up all over again.
On a recent excursion to the bookstore, I ran across a book that is a little outside of the norm. It sounded like an interesting change from normal reading habits, so I grabbed it. Rabbit Heart by Colleen Hitchcock is the fictional story of Nicollette Caron and it is most definitely an unusual tale.
Senator, Congressman, Governor, President, all of these title have something in common; they evoke a sense of power and authority. Being elected to a position of authority is a testament to your leadership skills and more so a very nice addition to your memoirs.
Most topics discussed on this site relate to politics or some problem in our society today. Perhaps sometimes a blogger just feels like writing down an experience or random thought but we can all agree that many topics are a problem/solution type of post. Well as many people have most likely realized, there are certain problems and everyone
Current mood: cynical.
This is a result of my anger and hurt at my cousins or specifically, I was more upset at my one cousin who I am really close with. She and I were born a day apart, her birthdate is July 4th, and mine is July 5th. So I wrote this after my initial anger that became regret and then, it went from there.
