Right now, my throat is the lead character on the story of my life. Well, it hurts so bad since yesterday and it ruins everything. Enough said. But it's not taking the lead on this blog too.
Anyway, this time is an important time, here on our beloved-the judgement of sarcasm is upon the reader's character :D- country. (Is it?)Three days ago was the election for new leaders. It's everywhere on the news, streets, on the web, phones, conversations, even on money. And of course let's not forget the special participation of our courageous staple wires that took a big part on the event. I'm not going to make a pledge of helping out our new president plan for his wedding reception ,here though. Politics is not really part of my spices. Anybody could take a position for all I care. Yes, irresponsible citizen! Rally me.
You can say that because you're not earning your own money yet and when the time comes that you have to use the powers and the amulet that was passed from your great great grandfather down to your generation to take part on the fight between men and economy, Jelly, you'll say, yes, you do care about politics. Aye?
Touche.
Okay, I just wanted to say that for the first time, I took part on choosing the new captains. I was kinda excited, actually. I've always loved the art on every scene of any sweet and hectic rush. I appreciate the atmosphere. Let's just hope that the new lead characters of our economy life wouldn't hurt so much like my throat.
You know when there's some significant thing that happens to you and you always can't wait to share it to someone dearest? When suddenly you realize there's none anymore, you could give anything just to say the words.
"Hey, I voted too."
I wish I could tell you.
Anyway, my index finger still has an ink stain on it.
