Dad had a big political hurrah today. It was fun, more or less. There weren't as many people as were hoped for, but it was ok.

I went for my dad, obviously. But there's also this cute boy named Oliver that has been at the last two meetings. He's heading up dad's youth campaign. He lives in Langly, which is much closer than Missouri or Manchester. I've never seen him there with a girl, so I'm hoping he may be single...

Anywho, he wasn't there. Dad thinks it's funny that I'm anxious to meet him, and assured me that he'll "be around quite often". Last time I didn't introduce myself - the next time I see him, I will. But I'm not getting my hopes up. All gorgeous people have girlfriends. A big factor which I tend to forget.

I met a girl today who's 17, unmarried, and has a baby girl. She lives in a single room apartment with her boyfriend, can't drive, and isn't planning on going to post secondary. Travelling is a hope for the distant future when money isn't as tight, and her daughter is a little older.

I just can't imagine what it must be like to have all your plans for the next 18 years sucked away in an instant. You can't go places, you can't party, you can't even just go out to the movies. Everything is complicated as a result of having a child. I mean, maybe if your life goal is to have a kid it's ok - but I can't even fathom what it would be like to have that as your plans for the future.

No thanks, I think I'll pass.