2004-07-27
crunch time
I'm pissed at myself for not taking the initiative to update in a while. Damnit, Ronn! Now I have to try to remember everything that's happened within the last week and how I felt about everything. Oi.
Okk, so I had a long talk with John last Wednesday (?). It was all innocent, thank you very much. Just about movies, life back home, music, and old Nickelodeon shows. Nice guy. Nicer to look at. Slightly turned off by some factor unknown to me. Ehh.
Met a few speakers the other week. Don't remember exactly who they were. Except for Chief-of-Staff Andrew Card. Great man. Forget the fact that he's a Republican; he was a great speaker. He told us the story of Dubya's first moments in the Oval Office as President. Made many of us cry. I didn't cry, though. I'm hot shit that way. I just held my friend Brittany's hand throughout the whole thing, squeezing whenever necessary. Fun stuff. I can't remember exactly who came for our speakers program. I saved our schedules; I'll remember it all later.
I'm saving all the stuff I get here. Schedules, debate briefs, speaker packets... I don't think I'll be doing anything with them anyway, but I don't want to forget this experience at all. I am hot shit that way also.
There is no way I can fully explain how fucking insane the people here are about politics. Within any group of kids here, there will always be political discussion. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. There is no way a political debate can be avoided. Topics can jump directly from boobies to affirmative action, or South Park to Bush's tax cuts. I've never been in this type of environment before. That's not to say I don't enjoy it here. The conversations we have here are just so bizarre sometimes.
I have finals tomorrow. And I need to work on my term paper. Ten pages to go.
Talent show auditions tomorrow. I'm not joining. There is a JSA sponsored field-trip tomorrow to watch Farenheit 9/11. Now you truly know that this is a political science camp.
tipsydrunk at 10:22 p.m.
