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once upon a time someone told me i could be whatever i wanted to when i was older. well, once upon today someone told me i was cynical. not in a joking way in a, when i first met you i thought you hated the world and would probably hate me too, way. i don't think that's what the well meaning adult who told me i could be whatever i wanted meant but it got me thinking. how much in control are we of what other people think of us? obviously we can't have total control because people think whatever they want too but i do know that i don't want to exude cynicism. i re-hate labels of people and i felt bad because i had too judged this person who thought i would mock him. i learned my lesson: even though i don't really care what people think of me, i do care that i don't give the wrong idea about myself. i'm sure this seems to be a juvenile lesson to the more mature readers..but sorry? i don't really know what i wanted to go there. in further news, i'm currently in the middle of my campaign for Student Body VP. vote for me. get it? cause most of you can't. it's sweet that way. it may seem dumb and in the words of sarah "don't worry about, student senate doesn't do shit anyway." well thanks, i didn't do "shit" for two years and loved it. so, everyone pray, or think positively or something.
this requires participation: i need college options. criteria is as follows: not tiny, good poli sci program, not in california or florida, and not $50,000 a year. ready, go.
this requires participation: i need college options. criteria is as follows: not tiny, good poli sci program, not in california or florida, and not $50,000 a year. ready, go.