|Current mood:||Content and Idle|
|Current music:||Art Tower - Konami - Castlevania 64 - Legacy of Darkness|
Today was a rather lax day, just did some chores, made a mad dash to the local college campus, and helped out at the Human Rights Film Festival. Got there at around 6:30 pm [BARELY] and hauled butt to the Film & Video department [which I thankfully found easily @_@;....Though I ended up trudging across a very vast lawn while I could have taken a BRIDGE! *slams head on desk and laughs*]. Picked up my shiny nametag thingy and took ticket stubs at the door. And...that was it.. Lol. Once 8pm came around, my proffessor let us go and I watched the documentary in its entirety. It was called the "Kidnapping of Ingrid Betancourt", which is a documentary of a revolutionary [and quite a bold] Columbian senator that was running for president, only to be kidnapped by the F.A.R.C. [the guerilla faction... *snicker* Doesn't anyone beside me find that acronym amusing...? ^_^;; And yes.. they call it "Fark", in terms of pronounciation *laughs*] and the story of her family trying to free her.
I got teary eyed so many times in that thing.. T_T;; The poor family...what a hard situation they have to endure... Hell, there are like 3000 kidnappings performed by the FARC each YEAR, so these things are common. In which many people turn a blind eye to most of them since they're so frequent. @_@; So her family and friends continued her presidential campaign while she was missing [which is allowed in Columbia], in hopes it would pressure the FARC to release her IF she did win. To make a long story short, she didn't win. But she did get "5th place" out of all 11 candidates. Which is pretty damned good... Ingrid is still missing, but the FARC did send out a proof of life video.... But that was back in May 2002. There hasn't been a word on her condition since... I can only hope she's alright...
...And on a random note, my nana kitty is sitting on my lap and being all lovey dovey. o_O;; *STARES at her* Who are you and what have you done with my crotchity loud cat?! *snickers* Ahhhh...I love her.. The senile old thing. ^_^ Poor dear..whenever she purrs it sounds like there's a whistle in her lungs since her nasal passages are so blocked up. *pats her head*
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