That Time of Year Again.

I was walking back to my apartment today, so I was, and got stopped by a girl campaigning to make someone president of the Students' Union in college. She stuck a flyer in my face and asked me would I vote for her dear candidate-in-question. I asked her, "why?" She looked at me and said "why?", as if to say, "did you actually ask me why? What sort of irrelevant question is that!?"

She rallied, then, and gave me a contentless answer, so I walked away without another word.

Goddamn elections. I fucking hate them.