Okay, my head is all settled with school. I decided to come up with a theme for this years writing (since my years run from September to May or there abouts. . . until this coming May when I will be finished.) . . .that theme is nothing.
I'm tired of politics. No, I'm weary of politics. I'm tired of just writing about politics. I'm tired of people just not caring the way I care. I'm tired of being pissed off all the time (though just not writing about it doesn't mean i'm not pissed off).
I'm plenty outraged and it's time for President Bush to go. I plan on getting out the vote this coming November, in fact, I cannot wait. I may take the day off just to vote. I'm plenty uproared about the deficit. The health care system, sorry to say, sucks...since I've experienced the joys of it recently. And I mean joys in the most sarcastic of terms.
In short, I cannot write about politics day in and day out. I think all that needs to be said has been said. Bush and his sociopatic group of liars need to go and you're damned right I'm going to help them go by pulling that voter lever on the Second of November, 2004. I think the media sucks royal butt because they're shills for whatever top story garners their interest. Oh look there, another celebrity murder/molestation/kidnapping/stock option theft/rape/purging/binge drinking incident and et cetera. I can go on ad nausem but I'm sure you get my point.
I've discovered in recent weeks that my life is incredibly interesting. My hobbies, interests, the people I call friends, romantic interests...all very interesting. My school work fascinates me this semester in ways school has never done before for me. So I think that is what I'll start writing about. Just little random stuff that comes up---observations on me, people around me, the media, and yes the occasional rant on Dubya. I hope you all keep reading.