I'm a little ice princess!
I found something I'm good at! This semester I signed up for PE classes for ice skating. I've only skated about 5 times in my whole life before these lessons, and haven't skated since I was like 10 years old. But somehow I've gotten out on the ice and kicked some ass. Today was my last lesson, and I was skating backwards and doing backwards crossovers like a pro, and even doing that thing where the ice skaters spin really fast in one spot, and the thing where they skate on one leg and pull the other leg back with one arm and glide for a while. All the other students there were really impressed, and the instructor was like "You must have taken many lessons before."
It feels nice to be good at something for once! I really wish I had realized this years ago... who knows, maybe I could have been a professional figure skater! I wish that the ice skating rink here was a little bit closer/more affordable, cause I think it would be really fun to go out and skate 2 or 3 times a week. Really good exercise, and it really lifts my spirits up. I think next year I'll at least bring my rollarblades here, because I've always been good at rollarblading too and it's a fun way to exercise (though I'll probably die on the hills here).
In other news, tomorrow I have a mock trial competition. I'm supposed to be memorizing my opening right now and working on my direct & cross... but yeah, I haven't started yet. At least I'm not going out and getting plastered.
One more week til I go home and see Matthew! Next week is going to be so fun... 3 days of class, then 2 days in DC for that conference at the State Department, then flying home Friday night and spending Valentine's Day with my baby!
I think my psychiatrist meetings are really helping me. I've been feeling a lot more confident lately, as I've realized that sometimes when people make fun of me or hurt me it's either not intentional or not personal. And anyway, they don't matter. What matters is just how I feel about myself. I've always related to that Ben Folds Five song "One Angry Dwarf and 200 Solemn Faces" ... it's like, all the people that make fun of the dorky/ugly kids are one day going to be working for them, and then we'll see who's the big shot. One day when I'm successful, happy, and respected, we'll see how all the assholes that put me down all the time are doing. Does anyone else feel that way?
Well, that's all. Time to go do some work. Beirut tomorrow night? I hope.
It feels nice to be good at something for once! I really wish I had realized this years ago... who knows, maybe I could have been a professional figure skater! I wish that the ice skating rink here was a little bit closer/more affordable, cause I think it would be really fun to go out and skate 2 or 3 times a week. Really good exercise, and it really lifts my spirits up. I think next year I'll at least bring my rollarblades here, because I've always been good at rollarblading too and it's a fun way to exercise (though I'll probably die on the hills here).
In other news, tomorrow I have a mock trial competition. I'm supposed to be memorizing my opening right now and working on my direct & cross... but yeah, I haven't started yet. At least I'm not going out and getting plastered.
One more week til I go home and see Matthew! Next week is going to be so fun... 3 days of class, then 2 days in DC for that conference at the State Department, then flying home Friday night and spending Valentine's Day with my baby!
I think my psychiatrist meetings are really helping me. I've been feeling a lot more confident lately, as I've realized that sometimes when people make fun of me or hurt me it's either not intentional or not personal. And anyway, they don't matter. What matters is just how I feel about myself. I've always related to that Ben Folds Five song "One Angry Dwarf and 200 Solemn Faces" ... it's like, all the people that make fun of the dorky/ugly kids are one day going to be working for them, and then we'll see who's the big shot. One day when I'm successful, happy, and respected, we'll see how all the assholes that put me down all the time are doing. Does anyone else feel that way?
Well, that's all. Time to go do some work. Beirut tomorrow night? I hope.