It's really hard to believe that next week we'll know who the next president will be. This is what a lot of people have been waiting for for four years, and a lot have been waiting eight.
Election time on a college campus makes things more exciting--idealistic (and jaded) youth are casting their first votes ever and officially establishing themselves as active citizens of the United States. Passionate students line the main malls, speakerphones and campaign signs in hand, urging curious passers-by to vote for a certain party. Eavesdropping on other students' conversations, you're bound to find at least one that turns into a heated political debate. Students are busting out their Obama shirts (or, like my economic roommate, making their own) or McCain pins, proud to be able to say they've had a hand in making history.
As a Latina, I try not to take my ethnicity into account when trying to decide who is the best candidate. However, there are aspects of my background that I can't ignore. For example, I've only ever lived in border towns, so I'm especially discerning whenever the topic of immigration or border control comes up. My mother grew up in Mexico with a devoutly religious family and went to Catholic schools up until college; she was always very open helping find my own faith, and it's hard not to have that influence my opinion.
We all have our reasons for voting the way we do, and whichever candidate the presidency ultimately goes to, the important thing is that we actually get out there and vote. Keep democracy alive, people!
Annnnnndddd, have a great Halloween, everyone!