From the desk of the supreme ruler of Athens:

I'm going to start off doing a little bit of explaining because otherwise nothing I say will make much sense at all. Alright. We've been playing this game in politics class. It's kinda screwy--we go around pretending we live in Athens in 403 B.C., and we all have a specific political role we stick to...good things. Anyway, my role? I was to overtake Athens and rule it as a tyrant. I told you, screwy. Today(the last day of the game) though, got super weird. It basically turned into abandoning principles in order to "win," which really doesn't matter at all. Mass chaos, I'm telling you. The long and short of it is that I somehow ended up as supreme ruler of Athens--yeah, I won. Crazy. And so not worth all the lying and cheating and coercing I did the last couple weeks.

My first instinct as leader of Athens? I killed six people. Not literally, don't fret. But I sentenced people to death! I took it back merely seconds later...but really! I was pissed at people who didn't support me during the game, and I had power--therefore I killed. What kind of a person does that make me? Power truly blurred my principles--stupid fake power even! Funny I guess. The way other people acted too, which I won't go into in detail, was funny, for lack of a better word. Questions of human nature were raised in my mind..but I'm tired so maybe I'll talk about that some other day. Maybe not though. I haven't had the mind to be deep lately...

FUN fact of the day!

I learned the drinking on St. Patrick's day originated as a way to disrespect and make fun of the Irish! So my trip to the library instead of to parties was really me respecting my Irish ancestors, and they WOULD, in fact, be proud!

Also, I got to run outside today! So great!