The Politic
I've found that anyone can justify anything if they look at it right. There are so many facts to be twisted in so many directions with so many results depending on the situation.
Fucked, huh?
Anyway, that probablly doesn't make sense unless you peered into my head and my thought process over the last two years.
I'm really interested in politics and I'm good at writing. On monday I'm switching to a journalism major. I love traveling, especially to really deprived places which is basically where all the news happens these days.
I'd like to learn Arabic--it seems pretty important these days. But, the only way I would learn is through immersion. I think that it's been established that I can't learn a language by making flash cards and cheating on tests.
Deep in the slums is where I want to be. Where the boy whips the donkey everymorning and the ground smells like shit. Maybe I could start harrassing the westerners for a euro.
In other news, I scraped my arm when I fell in an icy alley way. I'll admit that I was drunk at the time. So I went back to my friends car, sat inside and tried to stop the bleeding with a piece of paper.
Turns out the "piece of paper" was a dollar bill, later on the next day my friend accidently paid the tool booth man with it.
Good thing I don't have HIV.
Fucked, huh?
Anyway, that probablly doesn't make sense unless you peered into my head and my thought process over the last two years.
I'm really interested in politics and I'm good at writing. On monday I'm switching to a journalism major. I love traveling, especially to really deprived places which is basically where all the news happens these days.
I'd like to learn Arabic--it seems pretty important these days. But, the only way I would learn is through immersion. I think that it's been established that I can't learn a language by making flash cards and cheating on tests.
Deep in the slums is where I want to be. Where the boy whips the donkey everymorning and the ground smells like shit. Maybe I could start harrassing the westerners for a euro.
In other news, I scraped my arm when I fell in an icy alley way. I'll admit that I was drunk at the time. So I went back to my friends car, sat inside and tried to stop the bleeding with a piece of paper.
Turns out the "piece of paper" was a dollar bill, later on the next day my friend accidently paid the tool booth man with it.
Good thing I don't have HIV.