That time of year is already here, the time when people who sit outside of the stores and ask whether you go in or you come out, “Excuse me, ma’am but are you registered to vote?”

It always seems as though I’m in a hurry and I just don’t want to be botherd and at that moment I feel like screaming, “If people want to vote, they’re going to go ahead and vote when they’re ready and interested.”

It’s almost the feeling I get when Jehovah’s Witnesses come knocking at my door. I know that voting is supposed to be a show of my support of living here in the great United States. In my opinion, it’s not always that easy.

The one and only time I decided to go and vote was when Al Gore and George Bush were running against each other. I thought I would be able to make a difference.

I felt that my one vote could count and maybe I would be that one vote that could put Gore in office. In the end, it turned out to be a big controversy about Florda counting the ballots.

It was there and then that I saw what kind of world we live in.

I believe we live in a world that is already planned and no matter what we try to do, the poor will always struggle and the rich will get richer.

I’m not saying to give up and discourage the youth from voting, but the process of voting is much like getting ready for a midterm, a process that takes a lot of time.

I don’t have the time to get ready for that. What I do have time for is focusing on the small things that I can change and that is my life.

I know that I don’t like some of the laws that are made. I live with the laws, pay my taxes and learn to adapt and accept some of the things that I cannot change