This is my life. I'm not sure how interesting it may be, not sure that i will always be glad that its mine, completely sure that I will experience pain that I never thought I could take and satisfaction that at once could not seem real. And though I call this my life, I'd like to include whatever and whoever I can in it, and invite anyone with enough time to waste to join me in my experience. So here goes...
After going to my first class today, I came back to my apartment to flip on CNN and finish the half-eaten pizza sub that, much like my interest in British literature, had been working on getting stale for the last hour or so. To little surprise, reports from Iran were already flooding the screen: photos of slain protesters, scrolling updates on the Mideast uprisings, clever "Eye on Iran" title for the new hot topic. This is something that I actually care quite deeply about. While sucking down our $1 margaritas, I made an attempt at distracting my mom from the unfortunate fact that there were yet no chips with salsa nor burger sitting in front of her; I asked her something to the effect of, "So what do you think about the Iranian elections? You think Ahmadinejad rigged them?" Disappointingly, she responded essentially with, "Oh, I don't know. I don't really care." What!?!?! Why did she not care, HOW could she not care?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IL5xyONzPNg&feature=popular
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKY-smJ6aBQ
Maybe she just needed something to eat. If only that's all it took. If so, I'd like to buy a sandwich for everyone.
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