Panda of good tidings...
What can I say, this semester is shaping up to be a busy one but one that I feel that I can master with the support of someone special.
For school...
My religion class that I was told would be difficult doesn't appear to be that way. In fact it looks like a normal 200 lvl class. Now that I think about it I haven't taken a 200 lvl class in a long time, my how wonderful upper division classes are. It is my history core that I am slightly worried about. In fact I am so worried about it that I am trying to clear up time to write my 16 trillion papers and find time to enjoy life.
For Work...
Things at the D-center are going well. My big program seems to have changed from a massive working of gay themes to one focal point, gay athletes. I have started working with a group called OutSports.com, which focuses on helping gay athletes come out in ways that they feel supported. After talking to the head Editor he said that he wanted me to write for him for a bit about my life. I am not sure how I feel about that, but in the area of cooperation I think it would be wonderful. I also think it would be good for me to write things that are not as serious as my research papers that I will have plenty of. It is an opportunity that I think would be wonderful, if not scary at first.
For the personal...
I have learned as of late that I come off as being a cold and methodical person, who has little to no emotion. I am not sure how to fix this beyond telling people that I may appear this way but I do care. It really came to my attention when I was saying sorry for something that I had said and it sounded more cold and mechanic than it did sincere and I know that I really meant it but it didn't sound like it. That thought was closely followed by my thoughts on if I sound that way when I write and if all the emotion of my life has been removed by some fluke and my want as a small child to be a Vulcan had been realized. To think after suppressing emotions for 14 years that I would have finally got it right, just in time to find someone I care about and have it confuse and hurt them during the beginning of our time together. For that part of my past I am sorry my dear Derek. I am sorry for more than words can express, that my apparent inability to feel and express emotion has hurt you and us.
On the topic of Derek, I know I don't say it enough but I should, he is amazing and I hope that you all get to meet him and to know him. For those of you who know me, I am a sucker for beautiful eyes and he owns one of the most astonishing sets that I have ever seen. The brilliant blue stardust that makes up the color of his startling eyes and the way the light up when he smiles is enough to melt the coldness of my heart.
For school...
My religion class that I was told would be difficult doesn't appear to be that way. In fact it looks like a normal 200 lvl class. Now that I think about it I haven't taken a 200 lvl class in a long time, my how wonderful upper division classes are. It is my history core that I am slightly worried about. In fact I am so worried about it that I am trying to clear up time to write my 16 trillion papers and find time to enjoy life.
For Work...
Things at the D-center are going well. My big program seems to have changed from a massive working of gay themes to one focal point, gay athletes. I have started working with a group called OutSports.com, which focuses on helping gay athletes come out in ways that they feel supported. After talking to the head Editor he said that he wanted me to write for him for a bit about my life. I am not sure how I feel about that, but in the area of cooperation I think it would be wonderful. I also think it would be good for me to write things that are not as serious as my research papers that I will have plenty of. It is an opportunity that I think would be wonderful, if not scary at first.
For the personal...
I have learned as of late that I come off as being a cold and methodical person, who has little to no emotion. I am not sure how to fix this beyond telling people that I may appear this way but I do care. It really came to my attention when I was saying sorry for something that I had said and it sounded more cold and mechanic than it did sincere and I know that I really meant it but it didn't sound like it. That thought was closely followed by my thoughts on if I sound that way when I write and if all the emotion of my life has been removed by some fluke and my want as a small child to be a Vulcan had been realized. To think after suppressing emotions for 14 years that I would have finally got it right, just in time to find someone I care about and have it confuse and hurt them during the beginning of our time together. For that part of my past I am sorry my dear Derek. I am sorry for more than words can express, that my apparent inability to feel and express emotion has hurt you and us.
On the topic of Derek, I know I don't say it enough but I should, he is amazing and I hope that you all get to meet him and to know him. For those of you who know me, I am a sucker for beautiful eyes and he owns one of the most astonishing sets that I have ever seen. The brilliant blue stardust that makes up the color of his startling eyes and the way the light up when he smiles is enough to melt the coldness of my heart.