WOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!

Sorry to scream that in big terms, but WOOOOOO HOOOOO! The guy I really wanted to win the presidency won tonight.

When they announced it, Harriet and I reached for each other and gave each other big hugs. Harriet's mom and grandmother were crying. Harriet's grandmother lived through segregation in Louisiana, it wasn't easy. Coming from Pennsylvania, from a white middle-class family, I cannot even begin to understand what they went through.

Rock the Vote (and other things)

Well, got a good bit to say now...

First, this weekend Vee went to this thrift store in the city and found me a Coconut hoodie and cap, and I decided to wear it to school yesterday. Megan assigned me to interview our school's newest student, Mia St. Clair, for the paper. I wasn't exactly looking forward to this interview, but she wasn't bad. She could seem cold, but she's ambitious, that's all. Very focused. She's hellbent on going to the 2014 Olympics. She enjoys ice hockey, roller hockey, roller blading -- anything that keeps her moving. With three older brothers, who could blame her?

Today school was out because of elections. Since Harriet and I are working polls at the local district, we spent the day out at our polling place. The atmosphere was unlike anything else I'd ever experienced. We decided to wear red, white, and blue. And, I'm digging Harriet's new 'do, kinda. It makes her look like a hippie.

I got to check out the new electronic voting machines they put in at my precinct. They're pretty cool, you check your ballots and then when you're done you press this button at the bottom that says "Cast Vote." Harriet and I had a blast talking to everyone who wanted to vote. It was kinda funny, after I'd spent upwards of a month on my class president campaign, I was on the other side of the political process.

And can you believe, I've just gone through an entire blog entry without mentioning you-know-who....

The Halloween Dance (and other assorted topics)

Well, it didn't go exactly as planned, but yes, there was a Halloween Dance on Friday.
Harriet, Kristy, Katarina, Alison, Megan and I worked like mad to get decorations put up. We got no help from Meredith, Natasha, or Madisyn. In fact, they did everything in their power to stop this dance from happening.

I managed to find a dress to throw on, so no, I didn't have to cut up a pillowcase to become a ghost. And the dance happened anyway. Kids went through the haunted house (Kristy hooked us up with an awesome smoke machine) getting candy and other prizes at the end.

Of even more interest to me is this site: http://hotchkissclan.org/. Yep, on my dad's side (at least) I'm of English descent. I'm likely a descendant of a Hotchkiss from Shropshire, England. I guess this explains why I've always been curious about England and wanting to go to London some day.