May 22, 2007 15:23
This is a reflection of the past semester form the time I wrote the Rage journal entry. I think I might also capture some of the other things that have happened to me this year, being my first away from home and my first in college.
Ok so spring semester I took a grand total of 16 units that’s six classes all of which up until the last month of classes I slacked off it but the problem with this semester is that that slacking off hurt me in chemistry, oh well, it’s over. where to start? I’m going to write this most likely extensive journal entry from my schedule book and maybe in between I’ll put in my feelings or something.
The first months of spring semester where not as eventful as the last couple of months but since this journal is for me not random readers I’ll talk about them. Every Tuesday I had lunch with Wendy, my mentor in the MLC’s mentoring program I was a mentee. We got free food courtesy of the CSUF and we mostly talked about my problems and what was going on with me. Something I think I’m so self centered but honestly the most interesting topic to me is me so I guess it’s just natural. Anyway I got to know Wendy a lot better this half of the year and I really enjoyed our lunches with he. She was a visa student form Vietnam and she was a business major, she was extremely open minded and a very prominent leader on campus as she was the leader for the leadership conference that the school has every year. She helped me out with a lot of the problems I was having up in Fullerton just by being there and talking to me and I will always appreciate that. I’m the kind of guy that needs physical contact or a certain proximity to the person that I’m speaking to in order to feel socially fulfilled and since my best friends where all in San Diego that type of contact was limited. I don’t need a lot of social contact but I do need some. I will be forever grateful to Wendy for her being there.
My classes for the most part where void of social contact for me so the only social avenue I had besides Wendy was the QSA. I’ve already written about rage and that fun experience but the QSA started to be one of the things that I really looked forward to this semester. I started to make closer friends and the club and I attended the after club meeting events like diner at Denny’s and tea at Variness (I think that’s how you spell it). I even got elected to a board member position at the club for the coming fall semester which I’m sure will prove to bring some interesting journal entries.
LGBTQIA conference in riverside. Me and about twelve other board members from the club. The conference opened with the most amazing key notes speaker Staceyann chin. The conference was composed of about five different sections, which an attendee could choose form any number of different workshops to go to for that section. After the seconded day of the conference I somehow hooked up with a guy. I was in a bath room and he said “oh it’s out of paper” (referring to the paper towel dispenser) and I said “that thing has been out all day”. So he follows me out of the bath room and we talk and he invites himself to the restaurant that me an my group where going to after the conference that day. After the diner I think he paid for me which was nice cause I’m a loser and I’m cheep like that I drove him back to his hotel room which I like the hotel right across the street from mine. For the first time in my life I kiss someone, and it’s not the romantic kiss or the hot kiss it’s a kiss with a boy who I don’t find unattractive but I’m not really interested in. Well I figured that I had to get that over with anyway. I had a few more make out sessions with he and when the conference ended we exchanged phone numbers and ya. He called back a couple of times but we didn’t really talk much. When he was back in the Fullerton area I went over to his house and stuff but nothing bad.
I went to a couple of parties and I think I actually got close to being drunk at one of them but some cops came and freaked every one out. I didn’t get arrested but it stopped my drinking.
I auditioned for the music program and got in to the music program at call state Fullerton.
I had crushes on some guys and nothing came out of it. Normal
Work. I recently got a 18 cent raise from work which I guess is good considering I’ve been there since October. But work has been fun with the people but boring with the actual job. And it’s been annoying because I work till closing and I always get out of work around ten thirty. And that makes conversing with my friends and going out at night a problem. I had Wednesday’s and Thursday’s off because of cello choir and QSA. I tried to make friends at work but it’s hard because I think every one wants to keep their home life and their work life separate.
Jim has been a major source of joy and pain through out this semester. He’s the one friend that I have that doesn’t return my phone calls, ignores me when I call him and doesn’t consider me when he suddenly changes the plans that we have made. I’m trying to get his to be a better friend to me but it’s hard. I’m trying to be there for him cause he is having a bad year but when I’m up in Fullerton I can’t just come over to his house or just hang out with him. I’m not going to get in to what’s been going on but all I have to say is who the hell would do this shit to someone that they call their best friend.
So I think that was by spring semester in one very short journal entry. Hope you enjoyed it.