The Future is Obama!

The whole world chant his name. They go, "Obama! Obama! Obama!"
And then there was total silence.
....

That was the part when a kid went up and shouted, "People, once more, with feeling!"
And it started all over again. "Obama! Obama! Obama!..."

Barrack Obama victory comes in its own terms. It was strategic. It is symbolic.

History was made today, in the form of a man. A man with a dream. A dream to change the world.

Now imagine, the clean air, the wind mill, the green cars, citizen groups, the ending of a war, the earth healed...Imagine what our life would be like. Imagine being an American today. Because everyone wants to be an American today. Everyone wants to feel that elated feeling of knowing that your country, that was hated by the world, is now in for a change. Everyone wants a bite of that freedom feeling.

Because everyone knows that future that this man talked about...the changes that he kept on ranting about...the difference he'll make...IS coming!

"Even as we celebrate tonight we know that the challenges tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime: two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century,” Obama told a crowd of more than 100,000 in Chicago’s Grant Park.

We are all behind you.
Change we need.
Change we believe in.

My cautious race in this very long tale

"The first question is how to get dry again."

I know I stated in my Friendster blog that I won't be doing any more blogs; that I was anti-blog. But, heck, I can't help it. I love blogging (yeah, I keep doing it on MySpace), and I love to read blogs. Here you go: A new one by me (but my Friendster blog will remain dead). Because not speaking my mind is like being drown. So this is me getting dry again.

Anyway, this is my first time blogging on Blogger, so be nice!
(actually, I've been in this hole for a while; I only started posting now)

It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened to you. I mean, imagine knowing me! Reading about my life will be the greatest thing you'd ever imagine. But you'll never know if you don't follow.

Slow; that's the word for it.
I'll take it slow. I'll leave all the walking to the world.

I won't do anything hasty. This is my cautious race in this very long tale...