I just finished talking to my dad and my parents are on the brink of losing everything they have worked for their entire lives because the system is designed to force failure before you can be helped.

I am listening to White Rabbits’ “Percussion Gun” on my iPhone.

Just got a Google Alert for “university of california” and read on Students for California’s Future Facebook page that the UC plans to increase fees 32%.

Yesterday, the President delivered one of the most powerful speeches of his presidency. “I will not back down” is the phrase that echoes in my mind. Health care is a right. No one should go broke and no one should die because they don’t have health care.

Some Republican legislator in California resigned in disgrace and other Republican in South Carolina is facing a growing challenge for screaming “You Lie” at the President of the United States of America during a Joint Session of Congress. Wow.

These are extraordinary times.

My entire life I have rejected reality. I do not accept the status quo. Anything and everything that is considered “given” is false in both absolute and relative terms.

I spoke with the current ASCC President earlier today and it was refreshing because he has the same steel and determination to make change that I had and still do.

Nothing is cut and dry.

I got a text message from a youth leader and friend who said “I want to help” fight this damn near insane fee increases that will destroy opportunity for a generation of students.

Another friend of super caliber called and asked how things were going.

Another friend’s call I need to return.

Nothing is cut and dry.

Looking at everything that I could do in life, there is nothing else I would do than help a man of considerable knowledge, might and focus continue on his path towards greatness: an election is a means to governance.

I received a reply from one of my former professors that implies there is nothing left to do to save a program that took years to build; the despair in his words are as dark as the night.

I went running in the opposite direction that I was suppose to be going on L Street in Sacramento; my legs are sore but I am reminded of running 800 meters to the point of exhaustion each week in high school.

Take nothing for granted.

As I read more and more, I find that I want to read even more.

A reporter called; I thought she wanted to request an interview and instead she began asking me questions about an program that is an incubator of the future minds of public policy.

I rescheduled my LSAT to February. Arguments, Reading Comprehensive and Games and an Essay. Sounds funs.

Take nothing as given. Ever.

I have a plane ticket to Chicago that expires in August 2010.

These are extraordinary times and demand extraordinary leaders and extraordinary action.

The drums beat.

I just finished talking to my dad and closed my conversation with Forrest Gump. Bubba Gump Shrimp is the result of a man not listening to the conventional wisdom and docking as the hurricane approached. Instead, Forrest stayed out at sea and cast his net. He brought up little. As the storm approached; he hunkered down far off in sea. As the storm passed, he return to the docks to find that all the other boats were landed or destoryed. He was the only boat left. He cast his net again. He brough up much.

F*** the status quo.