Katie says: "Barack Obama is Not My Hero. " *gasps and looks of digust from all Penn State students*

"Those who stand for nothing fall for anything."
-- Alexander Hamilton

So many love Obama, but do they know anything about him?

We all need hope but are we looking in the right places?

Are my peers jumping on the Obama wagon because it's cool?

Don't we need to look at ourselves, our values, our own individuality before we have a stranger tell us what we need?

Do we need what Barack Obama tells us we need?

What is this "change" Obama is promising?

Is it this??
www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/chi-galesburg_obama_webfeb01,1,6024020.story

Maybe This??
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/02/03/us/politics/03exelon.html

Do some research on Obama's response to infanticide taking place in his home state of Illinois.

Is this what he believes is effective health care?

Check out this article written by Rick Santorum.

http://www.philly.com/inquirer/opinion/16066877.html

I am not an uber-conservative; I don't hate people that have abortions. There is a big difference though, between abortions within the first trimester, and abortions happening to an almost full term baby. When a Senator shows no mercy for something that is obviously a living, breathing BABY that could live outside the womb, he shows no compassion for human life. Do you know what they do during a partial birth abortion?? Maybe he should be for the war instead of against it.

I would like to see a change in the world as much as the next person...

But Barack Obama is not my hero.

everyday she writes words and more words...

Far Far is now the song on my blog. This song is exactly what I was trying to say in the last post. This is a song by Yael Naim, who's song New Soul is that catchy little ditty on the new Macbook commercial. She is awesome. She also does a haunting rendition of Britney Spear's Toxic. Check it out.


Far Far- Yael Naim

Far far, there's this little girl
she was praying for something to happen to her
everyday she writes words and more words
just to speak out the thoughts that keep floating inside
and she's strong when the dreams come cos' they
take her, cover her, they are all over
the reality looks far now, but don't go

how can you stay outside?
there's a beautiful mess inside
how can you stay outside?
there's a beautiful mess inside
oh oh oh oh

far far, there's this little girl
she was praying for something good to happen to her
from time to time there are colors and shapes
dazzling her eyes, tickling her hands
they invent her a new world with
oil skies and aqualung rivers
but don't you run away already
please don't go oh oh

how can you stay outside?
there's a beautiful mess inside
how an you stay outside?
there's a beautiful mess inside


take a deep breath and dive
there's a beautiful mess inside
how can you stay outside?
There's a beautiful mess
beautiful mess inside

oh beautiful, beautiful

far far there's this little girl
she was praying for something big to happen to her
every night she ears beautiful strange music
it's everywhere there's nowhere to hide
but if it fades she begs
"oh lord don't take it from me, don't take it yourselves"

i guess i'll have to give it birth
to give it birth
i guess, i guess, i guess i have to give it birth
i guess i have to, have to give it birth
there's a beautiful mess inside and it's everywhere

so shake it yourself now deep inside
deeper than you ever dared
deeper than you ever dared
there's a beautiful mess inside
beautiful mess inside

It's a Strange Condition...

I haven't written a personal entry in a while, so I figured it was about time. The entry below this one is for a multi-modal English project I am working on. The idea of the project is to define your identity as a writer in some other way that just words. My blog seemed to be the perfect fit.

I have been working hard on it lately. It was neglected for so long. School is tough this year, home is tougher. I'm not sure where to begin, or even if I want to. Let's just say, growing up isn't easy. I thought that I was grown up before now, but this year has taught me, like everything, growing up is a process. There isn't one day where BAM! I'm an adult now. This year has taught me that. So many things have just knocked me down, luckily, my faith and good friends have helped me back on my feet.

I am looking forward to this summer and next year. I am hoping to hear back from some of the places I have applied for internships soon. My future is so bright, and I know that. I think that's another thing that keeps me going.

I can see myself growing as a writer this year. That is the most beautiful thing to me. I have learned to take criticism and it's been very helpful in advancing my writing abilities. I always heard that if you give a little you get a lot. This is so true. The little that I have given has really helped me grow as a writer, and as a person.

All I want to do is write. Forever and ever. I want to be a great story teller. I want to be like Joan Didion, who I think is absolutely brilliant. I know I keep saying this, but for some reason I am realizing this today. I am so blessed. There are so many good things on the horizon, and although sometimes I feel like I'll never get there, I will just keep moving. But what else can I really do?

It felt good to write this. Really good.


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