Politics

Now I am not a political person... I avoid all politics and I don't care to watch Conventions on TV or follow elections in other states, or even local politics. In my eyes, all kinds of political discussions in this country always lead to a heated debate that I just don't feel like starting. I really can't say I don't care about politics, but I care a whole lot LESS about them than other things in my life.  I suppose at one point in the future I will be more interested in who runs the country, and I think it's going to be soon cause I have been more intrigued by this latest Presidential running than all others.  So with that said, I observed a few things. 

I couldn't sleep at like 1 a.m. this morning, so I woke up and just was flipping through the channels when I got to MSNBC and they were (I think) re-running the Democratic National Convention which had been on (technically) the "night" before. I watched Hillary Clinton rouse the whole audience to such a fervor that I was very inspired. I heard her spoke with such eloquence and poise about her former running opponent Barack Obama, I was impressed. Mrs. Clinton had gracefully lost the Democratic nomination for President (someone can correct me if I'm wrong, I'm just making conversation), but she was very nice enough to shift all of her former attention and energy to back the new face of the election, Mr. Obama. She spoke about how we cannot afford to "stand on the fence" and the time is now to unify on one side of the fence. She was also graceful enough to speak of the opposition, John McCain, saying that he was a colleague and friend of hers, but that she respectfully did not agree with his political choices and beliefs. She said that "We do not have a moment to lose or a vote to spare, the time is now...We cannot afford another four years just like the last eight years." 

Anyway, maybe I sound stupid and sentimental, but I was thoroughly impressed with her speech. She blew everyone away at that Convention, and she showed such sportsmanship in the face of defeat, and she genuinely encouraged all of her supporters to transfer that same energetic and loving support to Barack Obama. I had just never heard or seen anyone give such a truly sincere speech about anyone else in that position. I was on Hillary's side too, and I was upset that she didn't get the nominations that she needed, but since she is now rallying support for Obama, I think that the rest of us, if only for want of a new Democratic presidency, need to consider our votes. 

Something that she said really touched upon my mind..in so many words she said "Ask yourself one question: Were you in this election for me? Or were you in it for that mother with two children to raise? Were you in it for that Marine with a family back at home to support? Were you in it for that soldier who was worried about his friends and families who did not have enough medical insurance?" So in other words, were you following Hillary just because she was who she was, or because she was standing up for all of those issues that our nation is concerned about?? It just really made me think. And I am hoping that whatever the outcome is, that we can elect the truly right person for that ever so important job. 

So let me tell ya, I was really worked up when I finally went back to bed at 3 a.m....

WTF?

So I was just taking a look at a few of todays headlines on my msn home page, and I just have one question: Why is it that a "disaster" isn't truly a "disaster" until it is declared as such??? The headline says "Bush declared Fay-swept Florida a disaster"...Well Thank God for Bush! I'm just so relieved that all of those people in Florida who fell victim to Hurricane Fay are considered 'disasters'. Same thing when Hurricane Katrina came through Louisiana, Bush flew over the areas in a helicopter and declared it a "National Disaster". Ya know, it's a damn good thing we have Bush (if not for anything else) to declare an area ravaged with unimaginable wind, water, and flooding damages a 'disaster'. Now we can all sleep tonight knowing that we don't have to wonder "Well, is it a disaster? Or is it just a tragedy???" The whole of the American people couldn't possibly be able to distinguish their own Goddamned disasters! Some individuals that I know are just walking disasters themselves!

Maybe work made me irritable....I hate Sundays at work. Oh don't get me wrong, I love the time and a half pay, but sometimes it's so freakin inane on a Sunday: boring, slow, stupid ass customers, and people who just throw their money at me for a Sunday paper, and don't have any manners, cut everyone else in line, and then when they hand me a dollar, I ask what it's for, they just say "paper" and stand there like I didn't have someone else to take care of....and while I'm on that subject, I'm tired of people coming up to the SD with their fuckin groceries like "Can you ring me up here? There's lines" Yeah I know there's lines, you just stood in MY line to ask that DUMBASS question...and NO YOU CANNOT RING OUT AT THE SD WITH ALL THOSE GROCERIES!!! WHY is it that you don't want to wait in the line at the checkout with only three people, but you stood in my line of five deep to just ask that question, cause you think you are special or something??? AND NO I CAN'T RING UP PRODUCE AT THE SD I DON'T HAVE A SCALE, GET OVER IT!!!...and don't you just love those people who see that you are clearly counting, or aren't ready to take the next customer and they POUNCE on your spot like they're a fuckin King Lion and you're a wimpy gazelle...like today I had just come in and got my tray handed to me, and I have to count the money before I ring anything up. I'm standing there on my side of the SD counting my money, and some woman PUSHES her way past the customers in line for LOTTO (the other woman working with me was taking care of them) and starts to ask me for a book of stamps...I was like "UM, I'M NOT OPEN YET, AND SHE CAN TAKE CARE OF YOU IN A MINUTE...OR THEY HAVE STAMPS AT THE REGISTERS". Well, maybe I didn't yell it, but my mind was yelling and I was just politely, but sternly, telling the woman exactly that. Why don't they put signs or something on the registers saying "Stamps Sold Here"?? Day after day I see idiots go through the registers and then go directly to the SD and get stamps...why oh why do they torment me??? I always tell them "You know they have stamps at the registers too"....and I get the classic "Oh I didn't know that!!" Of course you knew that! We've been selling them for nine years and all of a sudden you didn't know that??!! Get your stamps and get the fuck out!!?....Whoo...i've got to calm down..these customers got me wanting to go Gangsta on them every day!

The Morning After

So last night I was at my cousin's house playing this game called "Apples to Apples"...and I really think that her neighbors are going to be calling the cops on us cause we laughed sooooo hard and loud until 12:30 a.m. 

The game is hysterical, there are two decks of cards, one green and one red. The red cards all have the name of a person, place, thing, idea or event of some sort, and the green cards all have basic adjectives and descriptive phrases on them. Each person gets seven cards and the "judge" (who is basically like the card dealer) flips over one green card (with a descriptive word on it) and the rest of the players have to choose one card from their pile which best fits the descriptive card. The funny thing is that it's not literal, you can soooooo have fun with it, and that's half the fun. 

For example, last night when the judge put down a card saying "Disturbing" I immediately put down my card that said "My Bedroom"...anyway I thought it was funny. It gets more hysterical as it goes on...so I suggest that everyone find this game and give it a try. 

But between my cousin, her husband, my aunt, and one of my good friends who is soooooo f-ing funny I can't even keep a straight face, we laughed sooo hard, long, and loud for like five hours my throat was sore this morning from all the laughing...Plus when I laugh as hard as all that I get the hiccups, so now we were laughin double cause I couldn't even laugh the right way without a big hiccup...

You had to be there....We're all gonna live an extra ten years with all the laughin we did.

Random Thoughts

So the only blogging I usually do is on my Myspace page, but here it goes for everyone to see...

I'm getting really frustrated. Like everyone, I am dealing with the day to day grind of working, paying bills, and going to school full-time (okay, maybe not everyone goes to school, but bear with me..) and I really think that I'm trying my damndest to do it all in an orderly fashion.  I cannot wait until I am done paying for my car, which will be in March. That will be a monthly burden off my shoulders, which are already bearing the burden of everything. 

I guess work isn't too bad, for the most part. I work in a supermarket and people are okay mostly, but everyone has their days.  My supervisor, whom we'll call 'B' hasn't made it easy either. Since B has arrived, nobody has enjoyed working anymore. The woman who worked here before B was a pure delight, and everyone loved her and there wasn't one bad thing that you could say about her.  TOTALLY DIFFERENT with B. There isn't one GOOD thing anybody can say about her, and that's all I'm going to say.  Because I am in a position where I would have to work alongside her, I really had a hard time getting along with her for a long time.  Only recently have I started to sort of get along with B just out of necessity of working.  I really was getting tired of coming into work hostile, and receiving hostility back from B day after day.  So, that being said, it really didn't help today when B pulled me in the office and told me she had written me up for something which I'm not so sure I did. So that did not help my day go better, because it was Friday, and as always it was a terribly busy day and I was just tired....so needless to say now I am fuming a little cause I've never been written up before and now I have been written up for something which I'm not positive that I did. 

Besides all that, I like the people that I work with in my department, some of them could use a few light slams (such as B), but somehow, someday they will get theirs....

What else is there??? School. School is starting in a week and a half, and I'm not even registered for classes yet. Let me tell ya why....Oh it's just great. 

For some reason, when you fill out for Financial Aid in college, the US Dept. of Education requires that you put down your parents as well as your financial information.  They do not care if you do not live with your parents or if they don't claim you on their taxes, or if they don't help you at all financially...they DOn't Care!! They want the parents information until the student/filer is 25 years old...which will be this year for me so good. Anyway, last year when I filled out my FAFSA (Free Application for Federal Student Aid) for this school year, the school required some forms to be handed in to their financial aid office.  Well that required getting the forms from My father...which in turn he would have to get from his accountant...Fast forward to June of this year and I've been hounding my father for nearly a year now and he still hasn't gotten these forms.  So what did my school do?? They 'canceled' all of my courses for Spring 2008, totally erasing me from the roster so now it doesn't look like I even attended school this past semester, AND they 'canceled' my financial aid that I received for the same time frame, so it looks in their system like I 'owe' a whole years tuition to them.. and until I produce these forms and then Talk to the Dean of Students, will I be able to fix the whole mess and then register for classes... Since school starts on September 2, I doubt this is all going to happen in a week and a half..unless there is some gigantic miracle.  So I'm really feeling a crunch here...

So basically right now that's my story. I'm in limbo until I get this whole thing straightened out, and I just continue to work at the good ol' SD and hope for some adjustments.  As long as nothing major happens with B or anyone else, I'll be alright.