This week, our World Geography class had us vote for every election currently happening in the state of Florida. I was expecting seeing a pole with Governor, Senator, and all that basic stuff, but the categories were never ending. I don't see the point in the Schools System having students do this, for practically all of us (well me, anyway) saw little scribles instead of the thousands of unfamiliar names the polls asked us about. There was only one name I recognized, and that was Charlie Christ. So I think you can guess for whom I voted for Senator.
I really hope you don't think I am some sort of illiterate and arrogant college student living in a messy college dorm who has no knowledge about politics, because I have not yet reached the age in which I can vote. I "voted" for a Schools poll. It was very unreasonable. And it reminded me of a discussion we had in World History the other day on whether or not kids should be able to vote. Half of the people were in favor of this, and the more I think about it, the more utterly ridicuolous, preposterous, and laughable this thought becomes. Most of the defence statements made had to do with "we will be affected too" and "we are better educated than some adults out there."
ha.
Ha.
HA.
Humor me.
And this isn't me being full of myself by comparing myself to my mostly naive peers, for I won't even pretend I know half of the terms I hear on CNN, and confess I find politics to be one of the most boring things I can put my mind on. My complete stupidity towards politics was made clear to me when I began to search amongst the list of candidates for the numerous polls for the name "Christine O'Donnell." Later, I found out Christine O'Donnell was running for Delaware Senator. Delware is very far away from Florida.
The reason I was so interested in voting for Christine O'Donnell was because I saw a very peculiar add on the interenet endorsing her (once again my ignorance towards politics is displayed by my method for choosing whom to vote for.) In the add, the first thing she says is "I'm not a witch." And, of course, the first think that pops into my mind was...
They've been asking you what you'll be for Halloween too?
And then...
Shoot Halloween is this weekend!
Halloween has never been, is not, and never will be one of my favored holidays. Why?
1) I have to make a decision on what dress up as, and after the first decade or so, my creativity begins to drain.
2) I have to buy/make a costume. Ugh.
3) Candy is not something I am as attached to as most people are.
4) The idea of me having to prepare so drastically for an evening that consists of me walking all over the neighboorhood asking people for their treats, and offering an alterate option of tricks, makes me tired to even think about in itself
5) Just.... ughhh.
And while when the faithful evening does come I do always come along to having a very good time, I still don't consider it something to necessarily look forward to. I look forward to Fridays. I look forward to movies. I look forward to vacations. I look forward to finishing a project/assignment for the sole purpose of not having to waste time and life on it any longer. I do not ever quite look forward to Halloween. Its more like one of those things you force yourself to do because you know you will end up enjoying it.
So when Christine O'Donnell says "I'm not a witch," I know that it is not because of the fact that her opponents often attack her with the fact that she used to dwell in witchcraft as a young adult, but because she too is tired of people asking her what she will be for Halloween, for she (like me) does not find much interest in the holiday.
However, I am afraid I am not completely sure on how to enterpret the part where she says "I'm you." She repeats this several times, so I think this must be the prominent message of the add, and the only coherent and relevant enterpretations of this I have are either:
a) She has identity crissis.
b) She is giving us permission to be her.
I am going to say that she meant option B, because it is more far more interesting and drastically less disturbing than option A, so since I now am Christine O'Donnell, I can legally say this:
I'm Chirstine O'Donnell, and I approve this message.
And I'm not a witch.
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5 people took the time to write a comment:
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OK, i hate you for not liking Halloween, it's like my FAVORITE holiday. I LOOVE making my costumes and dressing up, and it's the only day in the whole year that my mom doesn't care how much candy i eat. So :P TO YOU.
AND WHO THE HECK IS CHIRSTINE O'DONNELL?
WAIT! is that Mrs.O'donnell?????
I'm okay with Halloween. The only place it'll win in my holiday-love list would have to be the costumes some people wear. Those few are just amazing... I think politics are so boring. Remember that debate our 5th grade teacher had us watch? I read manga and half-listened for awhile and gave up. XD But this whole letting-kids-vote-for-people-they-haven't-heard-of is just ridiculous. I didn't know who anyone was, except Crist.
BTW, you have horrible spelling.
The only thing I like about Halloween is that I get candy. Other than that, I hate walking around in hot, humid Floridian weather in a lame costume I didn't even try to make. Then it always rains, and I KNOW my costume is stupid (but all the other ones are too hot), there's always school on Halloween, and all that good stuff happens, but for some reason, I look forward to Halloween. oh yeah! My older sister yells at me for hoarding candy.
My Word Verification is oddlerst.
Sharkie: Christine O'Donnell is... you don't want to know. Lol. Just know she is not a witch. That is sufficient.
Hikari: Thank you. I take pride in my mispelling. And debates are the emotional equivalent of being given a sleeping pill.
Dancing Toast:I guess some of my lack of enthusiasm towards Halloween comes from the fact that I don't like candy that much. Dont ask me why, its just the sad truth.
I HATE THE WORD LOL. (EVEN THOUGH ITS NOT A WORD.) Just expressing my feelings. and maybe i DO want to know who she is, you should never assume that i don't want to know something.
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