voting aftermath

sr: "did you vote today??" (stares with the Look)

me: "um." (cower)

sr: "did you VOTE TODAY??" (still staring)

me: "um. yes."

sr: "good. who'd you vote for?"

me: "um. i don't want to tell you." (cower some more)

sr: "what? who'd you vote for?"

jr: "don't ask her"

sr: "why not?"

jr: "because...you're not supposed to ask people who they voted for"

sr: "but it's christina...she's not a person"

GREAT. so the truth comes out.

at least jr stuck up for me. well, i had already told him earlier in the day who i'd voted for. but that was because he gained my trust about this whole voting business for me to feel comfortable enough to talk to him. and because he didn't ask. he clearly saw what i was doing to sr, but i didn't want to cave just because sr was bullying me. but it was nice to be stuck up for, because i would have caved pretty soon after that.

why do people need to know? it's about as annoying as people asking you how much money you make.

*sigh* my back is killing me. and i think mexico gave me food poisoning or something because i feel so sick. sitting on the sidelines during practice and watching was torture.

and now with 30 minutes remaining, i'm going to enter into my 24th year of life totally miserable...rawr why can't i keep food down so i can take my drugs?