yesterday.

yesterday was tough.
i awoke,
knowing it was gonna be a rough day.
while in class,
we saw the orangeburg soldiers leaving to go to afghanistan.
that hit home.
that made it all real.
on the way home from school,
people were lined up either side of the road,
to send off the soldiers with support.
that choked me up.
it infuriated me.
it hit home.
we NEED to get IRATE!!
support the troops, not the war!!
i emplore you to make a difference.
our sons, daughters, husbands, wives, sisters, brothers, moms, and dads...
it is THEM who're getting MURDERED.
MURDERS CONDONED BY OUR PRESIDENT.
this country has been DESENSITIZED to this war.
we don't see, hear, or feel shit!!
we need to quit being conformists
AND WAKE UP TO THE SMELL OF BLOOD!!
anyways.
back to yesterday.
then after i got home,
Bella and i went and bought our rings for our ceremony.
we get home after buying those and our groceries,
only for me to find i made an 86 on my first english paper.
its a high 'B'...
i hate this rat bastard professor.
i made all 'A's' in last semester's english class.
ugh.
then,
this anna nicole smith thing.
poor woman.
i mean, really.
i know she was always a drama queen,
but damn.
i think it was suicide.
couldn't handle losing her boy.
i don't see how anybody could get through that.
i hope she's free, where ever she is now.