Eternal be the sleep...
oh wow...this has been the most EXHAUSTING two days of my life. I am so so so tired right now it's not even remotely funny. Then why am I not in bed you ask? Well, upon being bored and not quite ready to go to bed to face the hell that is tomorrow, I found something that basically sums up my opnion on this whole gay-marriage thing that Bush (*cough*idiot*cough*) is trying to ban, among other things:
It seems we have a president who chooses not to change the unconstitutional constitution and grant simple rights to those who may be truly in love, but insists on sealing the constitution for good with an all out ban on the issue. If you’ve never contacted your congressman before, now is an excellent time to exercise one of your last constitutional rights and defend nothing more than love. This isn’t an issue about going against god and ancient mythology, in fact, I believe it’s an act more towards god and good orderly direction, for the people and hopefully, by the people. And while you’ve got the president’s attention, remind him that the constitution that he’s so keen on protecting was printed on hemp paper. If there’s been any act that’s gone against god, it’s been the criminalization of those who happen upon cannibus, the natural byproduct of mother earth loving it’s native inhabitants and vice versa. In the name of war for oil, let’s look into natural alternatives already. I pray the next time I turn on the news I see a miracle and that a brave new president has realized it is the love of the people that equates to power, not money, an army, nor a sophisticated weapons program. If we don’t see this then perhaps something as entertaining, like Godzilla crashing through mansions on Pennsylvania Avenue, not meaning harm to man, just doing what is necessary to scare it’s residents away and reintroduce democracy to the once honorable district...
pretty cool huh? I love jason mraz. I would marry him if I wasn't afraid of commitment. ;)
anyways, i think this choir nerd is off to bed. Napping on a charter bus just isn't as fun as it may sound. those seats are far from comfortable....
i wish i knew if i had a date for formal or not....
why tomorrow is going to suck:
I haven't started packing to go home, and I only have an hour break.
I have to meet with my new advisor to do that silly thing called declaring a major
I might fall asleep in just about every class
I just don't want to do anything
well...8am comes fast these days...