Oh! Politics.

Did I mention that I love election year?
I probably did.
YA for Obama seems to contain all of the awesome authors in the whole entire world. At least the ones who are still alive.
Living Room Candidate? It's all the fabulous old political commercials.
I really love that this commercial was only shown once, yet it's one of the best known political commercials ever. I really want to be the kind of person who can do something only once, but have it make a really lasting impact.


The Michigan Youth Political Alliance is pretty much made of awesome.
And on a completly random-it-was-on-BID-in-Ravelry note, PETA is making all vegetarians look insane again. Thanks PETA! I've always wanted to seem like a total nutter!

She still blogs, apparently.

Yeah, I haven't been blogging lately. This post will be a jumble of whatever I've been doing instead of blogging.

• Videos! I've started a project called FiveVloggingGirls. We each vlog once a week. I'm Monday. It's awesome.
• Songs From a Hat is my new favourite channel on YouTube. Apart from the VlogBrothers. No one will ever replace the vlogbrothers in my heart.
• Do I sound like a stalker?
• HANK AND JOHN ARE COMING TO ME. This made my week when I found out. You should come see them too!
• Algebra 2 is a pain in the ass. The homework is easy, the tests are hard. The class is not that exciting. Even though my teacher is in the rodeo.
• NaNoWriMo is coming up! Yay! And the other vlogging girls do nano. It's going to be so freeking awesome this year!
• Especially because I have Plot. A real plot. It's Romeo and Juliet if everyone's personalities were much more extreme than they are. And if they used common sense.
• Student Congress! I need to...research bills...at some point...soonish...shit
• Research Writing (debate class) is absolutely amazing!!! I love having a clue when no one else does! I love kicking ass!
  

I'm losing my mind

Apparently it is very possible to go from having mountains of free time to falling asleep while doing homework in one week. It is absolutely tragic. I cannot wait to get out of here.
So when I get out of this place, I'm supposed to be eager to spend another four years in school? Seriously? Wtf?
And why is it so hard for me to remember to bring research to school? Twice I've forgotten it and been marked down.
Blurgh.