Happy Anniversary, America! Happy Anniversary, Iraq.

Today is the Fourth Anniversary of the Iraq War. I have been texting random people to share the congratulatory atmosphere. As we head into our fifth year of war, it amazes me how every single one of President Bush's speeches on the progress of the war are the same--"Freedom is on the March," "They hate our liberty," "The Spirit of the American people is liberty," etc, etc. I could write his speeches myself, in one shot, just from rote memorization.
The truth is that this war is nuanced. It is a complicated affair with many, many elements. But I have never heard this administration address that amoung all the flowery pronouncements, like being "greeted as liberators" or this war being a "slam dunk." Let's get that guy the Medal of Freedom. Thanks, George Tenant!
I was against this war from the beginning and remember my deep sense of loss and dread as I sat in my apartment, watching the first bombs rain down on Baghdad. A few years before, my gilfriends and I, all decked in our shimmery, club wear best, put on "Bombs over Baghdad" as we drove to the Miami clubs for a night out. "Bombs over Baghdad" indeed. This catchy tune has gained new life as a metaphor of American involvement in Iraq: girls in a nightclub dancing to the beat while occupying soldiers kick in doors in Iraq.
Happy Fourth Anniversary, War in Iraq.

Mr. Postman, Bring Me a Dream

Nothing in the mail today. The wait is KILLING me: me, who goes over every detail twice; me, who sent in both a paper and electronic law school application to every institution I applied (you know, just in case.) And now my most beloved application is just out there somewhere in the Universe, floating. This sucks.
If I don't get in, then fine. I'll regroup, determine Plan B and re-apply next year. At the end, I'll probably say, "Giving it another year was the right thing to do." After all, an extra year working is an extra year to study my law books and save money. That way I'll be ahead of the class and less in debt.
But this waiting is the worst. It could be days or weeks before I know anything.

"O" is Working Again

The "O" key is working again. I dunno why, I just turned the computer off and then on again (I mean, I "rebooted." Of course, I rebooted. Do you think I'm a caveman?) So, time for me to blog. I just wrote about two paragraphs more, but stupid blogger's stupid stupidness made me lose them. So I'll start again, but this time it won't be nearly as fresh and cool as what I wrote a few moments ago. Just so you know.
Since late January, I have been getting acceptances to different law schools here in the States. So far, I have four and they are pretty decent schools if I do say so myself. Unfortunately, my heart is now set on law school in Vancouver. Think about it: a big urban city, the ability to go anywhere with public transport, something cultural always going on, the ability to order Chinese food at 2 AM. I want that lifestyle to be mine. Unfortunately some more, I haven't heard from UBC law yet. My sister M. (who graduates from a different law school in a few months-go M!) said she got her acceptance from this same school in mid-March. So, fingers crossed I'll have some good news soon. Aarrgh! The wait is the worst part.

Et Tu, Jesus?

We watched The Tomb last night, a documentary by the Discovery Channel...oops! There goes my laptop. The "o" is not working on my laptop and I am going to have to bring it back in. Blast!

Third Laptop's a Charm!

Evening! The smartest decision I made last year (besides saying "I do" to my hunnie) was purchasing a warranty for my new laptop. My magnetic personality always makes them fritz out, but its a small price to pay.
I want to blog about my lovely friend K. and her adventures in Pakistan but I am currently watching "The Tomb" and need to devote my full attention to it so I can blog properly. K, I'm proud of you and your articulate, witty responses to President M. You're my Hiro.