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I went to see Zack and Miri with Chelsea tonight. It was pretty funny and shocking. Most of all it bummed me out. It's hard to watch a movie like that and ignore the fact that I fell in love with one of my best friends and she's rejected me. I would have shed a tear if the emotion hadn't gotten interrupted so often.
Chelsea and I were seeing this movie when we found out Barack Obama would be the first black president. It's been a strange month. So bittersweet. It was a bad year. But maybe there's hope that the future is looking up. God knows I could use some good news.
I can't say I really trust Barack Obama because right now I'm sick of trusting people. Will he be a good president? I sure hope so. Talk is cheap. I'm sick of talk. I'm sick of being apologized too because it doesn't do anything. It doesn't make me feel any better for being alone, unemployed, in debt, and genuinely at a loss on where my life is going. I need some proof. My faith is rattled. I am rattled.
Chelsea and I were seeing this movie when we found out Barack Obama would be the first black president. It's been a strange month. So bittersweet. It was a bad year. But maybe there's hope that the future is looking up. God knows I could use some good news.
I can't say I really trust Barack Obama because right now I'm sick of trusting people. Will he be a good president? I sure hope so. Talk is cheap. I'm sick of talk. I'm sick of being apologized too because it doesn't do anything. It doesn't make me feel any better for being alone, unemployed, in debt, and genuinely at a loss on where my life is going. I need some proof. My faith is rattled. I am rattled.