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Guys! Look at the countdown clock in my user info! It's been there for four years.
Taking time out from my insanity to beg you to vote.
If Virginia goes blue tonight, it will restore my faith in the human race that I lost four years ago. And I really, truly believe it can happen.
My LJ post from Nov. 3, 2004 (Please forgive my eighteen year old emo-ness):
I'm sitting here crying reading my flist. I hate this. I was going to post something angry along the lines of "Fuck Bush, and fuck America," but I can't even summon up that much anger anymore. I'm just numb. And crying. A lot.
It's painful that I could have had so much hope, so much trust that people were basically good, that love's more powerful than hate, all those trite, fairy tale truisms that I guess I can't cling to anymore, huh?
I remember my fourteen-year-old self saying, "It's only for four years." God. Somehow, right up until today, I still had faith in humankind. And I mean, I guess part of that is having an flist full of liberals and living in a suite of girls just as passionately Democratic as me and a bunch of professors who make no bones about their political ideology being in favor of Kerry. All the people I've been with share my values. It's just really fucking painful to realize that the rest of America doesn't.
I have to stop crying so I can go to class. I'm trying to summon up that determination- I will go to law school in four years, and I will make a life out of fighting for what I believe, and I will protest for the rights I can't help but believe I'm going to lose over the next four years, and work for peace, and hman rights and dignity.
But it's hard. I don't want this to be my country. I thought we were better than this.
And you know what? I think this is honestly the first time in my life that things didn't turn out all right in the end. Well, things still could. But I doubt it. And I think I've lost a lot of faith today.
Taking time out from my insanity to beg you to vote.
If Virginia goes blue tonight, it will restore my faith in the human race that I lost four years ago. And I really, truly believe it can happen.
My LJ post from Nov. 3, 2004 (Please forgive my eighteen year old emo-ness):
I'm sitting here crying reading my flist. I hate this. I was going to post something angry along the lines of "Fuck Bush, and fuck America," but I can't even summon up that much anger anymore. I'm just numb. And crying. A lot.
It's painful that I could have had so much hope, so much trust that people were basically good, that love's more powerful than hate, all those trite, fairy tale truisms that I guess I can't cling to anymore, huh?
I remember my fourteen-year-old self saying, "It's only for four years." God. Somehow, right up until today, I still had faith in humankind. And I mean, I guess part of that is having an flist full of liberals and living in a suite of girls just as passionately Democratic as me and a bunch of professors who make no bones about their political ideology being in favor of Kerry. All the people I've been with share my values. It's just really fucking painful to realize that the rest of America doesn't.
I have to stop crying so I can go to class. I'm trying to summon up that determination- I will go to law school in four years, and I will make a life out of fighting for what I believe, and I will protest for the rights I can't help but believe I'm going to lose over the next four years, and work for peace, and hman rights and dignity.
But it's hard. I don't want this to be my country. I thought we were better than this.
And you know what? I think this is honestly the first time in my life that things didn't turn out all right in the end. Well, things still could. But I doubt it. And I think I've lost a lot of faith today.