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Election 2003

Tuesday, Nov. 04, 2003 - 9:57 p.m.

Election Day..2004...oops..I mean 2003. In 2004 election day will actually be something exciting. Voting today was pretty much a joke. However, I never waste the opportunity to show off my priviledge to mark a ballot, regardless of how little my one vote will actually make a difference.

Around here the elections fell into the category of "who gives a damn who wins??". The really sad part was over half of the people running were running UNOPPOSED!! Wow my vote is really going to be the deciding factor there. All the candidate has to do is know where, when and how to vote and they're a shoe in.

Dec21 and I have to vote in a church..which I'm not too sure is such a great thing. Think about it..you're deciding which little kiss ass, power hungry probably-do-nothing politican you want in whatever department inside of a chuch. It just seemed kind of sacreligious to me.

We pulled into the parking lot and the sidewalk were surrounded by people with signs, pamplets supporting their candidate and people all too eager to try to get you to vote their way. I told Dec21 that I felt like we were about to go into an abortion clinic and they were all protesters. That feeling didn't really change as we were walking down the sidewalk. Everyone just grinning and handing out paper after paper. One guy who was kind of cute and I'm guessing was one of the people running smiled, said hi and patted me on the back. I was like "Umm okay..sorry I don't know your name so patting me on the back isn't going to do you any good when I go to vote unless your picture is on the ballot."

Now for some reason, even though all these fake smiling people give you all that stuff, you aren't allowed to take any of it inside the voting room. Not the voting booth..the voting room. Not that it's going to really make a difference. I usually already have an idea who I'm going to vote for before I go in there and if not, the papers come in handy if I need a reminder. What difference does it make if it does change someone's mind?? So let me get this straight..those helium induced smiling people can clobber you with papers and hints of begging you to see why you should vote for their person, yet you can't bring any papers in to look at?? So the alternative is staying outside and risk another one of them coming up to you and trying to force you to listen to their propaganda. Yeah okay sure whatever.

Anyways..Dec21 and I decide to throw the papers away and from the looks of the trash can by the door, we weren't the first ones to come up with that idea. I suggested keeping the fake ballots they gave out so we could tell each other who we voted for. Neither one of us keeps a close eye on the small elections and the names these people have are impossible to remember.

We went to the table to tell them our names and such and wouldn't you know it?? My 10th grade English teacher was there checking names. Great..just great. I cannot stand this woman and she seems to be EVERYWHERE lately. I can't get away from her. When I was in her class she would do everything possible to piss me off. One time she sent a note to my mother saying I was in danger of failing that specific grading period for her class. This was 2 weeks into the 6 weeks. Well she decides she doesn't want to teach the rest of the year and wants to go be with her daughter in law whose pregnant for the rest of the year. So she averages grades TWO days after sending that note. So what the hell was the point of sending that note?? The note didn't even get here until a Saturday and she averages grades on Monday..umm yeah sure..that really gives me time to bring up that grade. While she was gone she left a substitute and a bunch of movies for us to watch..one of which was one step up from being a porno.

I put up a fake smile as soon as she recognized me..and yes I was kinda hoping she wouldn't recognize me. She was so phoney, saying how good it is to see me again..acting like she hasn't seen me since I was in her class and acting as if she ever really gave a damn. That is one woman I have mastered giving the "eat shit and die" smile to.

While waiting in line I saw someone else from my school. It was rather interesting. This girl was really popular, thought she was all that and I'll admit did have an almost supermodel body. She didn't recognize me which was fine with me but I had to notice that she had changed a LOT. Her extremely long hair was badly hacked off and she has gained a LOT of weight (hell I'm even skinnier than her now). I shouldn't find it amusing but considering how much the girl was in love with herself, I think it's only right.

Anyways Dec21 gets sent over to vote. As he was getting ready to walk over there I whispered "Hey..voting man walking!!" in the tone of when a prison guard says "dead man walking." A minute later I was sent to the voting booth. Well actually it was a 100 year old machine with a tiny curtain surrounding it. I lifted up the level which I usually forget to do and will stand there like an idiot for 2 minutes trying to figure out what's wrong with the machine.

I voted for the ones running unopposed. There was one election I made sure to be careful who I voted for. Our governor called everyone asking them to vote for someone, so I made sure to vote for the other person. I'm not a big fan for the governor. Awhile back there was a an article of him in the newspaper telling everyone not to use hardly any water unless absolutely necessary. There was a picture in the article of him standing in front of his pool. Now call me crazy but that just seemd a bit hypocritical of him to tell people not to use water unless they absolutely had to yet he not only fills up his HUGE pool but has the nerve to pose for a picture by it grinning like crazy.

I thought about having a little fun and I considered voting twice in the same election just to see what would happen but I didn't. One of the elections I wasn't sure who to vote for so I just guessed and hoped I made the right choice.

After I pulled the handle down I walked out..got a cute little sticker that says I voted which is still on my chest right about my breasts. I'm wondering if that's an appropiate place for it. Oh well, I could have really put it in a bad place but we won't go there.

We walked back out thru the crowds..trying our best not to get mobbed by them. Of course now that we had already voted they pretty much acted like we didn't exist which was fine with me.

Now granted these elections weren't all that exciting but there are so many countries where people can't vote..and I waited 18 years to have the priviledge, minor election or big election..I'm going to vote!! Besides..being able to vote is a nice reminder that I'm not a kid anymore...and yes that is a GOOD thing!!


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