People probably would not believe me if they knew that I woke up on Election Day singing “You’re a Grand Old Flag”. I was so excited to vote for the first time, and it was evident. I dressed in red white and blue and triple checked to make sure I took proper identification with me. I even packed my polaroid camera because I intended on taking a picture after my first time voting.
As the day went, I could not wait for classes to be over. I was so excited to get out and vote. My parents voted early in the day to avoid lines and I met up with my oldest sister and voted with her. The entire moment was especially meaningful because I got to vote in my elementary school. I had not been in the cafeteria of PS69 in years. Eight years later and I was back in the cafeteria voting for the president of the United States.
From what started off as a great day, ended as a very depressing one. With CNN playing in the background I was having multiple conversations. I was talking with my parents, my siblings, my roommate, my friends in college (even some who are in colleges in other countries). It was as if the world were coming to an end. We were freaking out. I could not take the suspense anymore and eventually fell asleep. The next day was the gloomiest day I had ever experienced in my life.
The next morning, New York City cried. It rained all day and every single New Yorker I saw was upset. It was a depressing day and I really had to think about what it means to have a Trump presidency. What was even more depressing was when we had our politics class a few days later. It was in this class that we truly uncovered everything at risk. The only thing this leaves me at currently is that people have to be more united than they ever have before. Education and unification is the key.