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[mood|
reflective]
[music| "zombie" -the cranberries]
In addition to making the Dean's List last semester with a 3.7 GPA while producing my film, this semester is turning out to be decent as well. Aced my Statistics exam today, and my Physics class posted grades so far. 95. The Physics department doesn't curve scores, but they do have a different grading system. An 85 is an A, because it is considered among the more difficult departments Temple has. It's absurd to think for the four years prior, my fate in the University had been up in the air. I was vulnerable for dismissal on more than one occasion and made Academic Probation half of the time. I know I've spoken about this ad nauseum, but it's kind of a big deal. Between the Fall of 2002 and the Summer of 2008, I never felt entirely human. My meds were destroying my mind and leaving me like an empty shell. I couldn't concentrate, least of all on math and science. Now I'm acing every test they throw my way. While I'm still not at my best, I feel relief. Validation. I know I wasn't crazy. I know I'm not retarded.
Anyway, I'm in the process of shaving my face and body (legs have been interesting). The drag party's tomorrow and I intend to be beautiful. Bought my outfit. It's kinda punky. I'm wearing a plaid skirt with a bunch of safety pins stuck on, a black and red corset, fishnets, my docs, and my old pleather jacket. I haven't decided exactly how I'm doing my hair or makeup. I'm thinking a spiky butch type look for the hair. I mean, I'm too much of a burly beefcake (heh) to pass as a girly girl, so I figured I'd embrace it. ;)
I've decided that I deserve someone. I was observing several couples today. Douchebag guys who really weren't attractive with gals far too pretty and genuine-looking for them. I know I've also been bringing up dating ad nauseum as well, and for that I apologize, but it's been pretty big on my mind. While I don't feel I need someone to complete me or anything, I think I deserve a companionship that goes beyond friendship right now. I've tried. Several websites, quite a few dates, bugging friends to stay on the lookout, but nothing pops up. But then there's the New York question. That being a possibility, is dating in Philadelphia right now even worthwhile?
reflective]
[music| "zombie" -the cranberries]
In addition to making the Dean's List last semester with a 3.7 GPA while producing my film, this semester is turning out to be decent as well. Aced my Statistics exam today, and my Physics class posted grades so far. 95. The Physics department doesn't curve scores, but they do have a different grading system. An 85 is an A, because it is considered among the more difficult departments Temple has. It's absurd to think for the four years prior, my fate in the University had been up in the air. I was vulnerable for dismissal on more than one occasion and made Academic Probation half of the time. I know I've spoken about this ad nauseum, but it's kind of a big deal. Between the Fall of 2002 and the Summer of 2008, I never felt entirely human. My meds were destroying my mind and leaving me like an empty shell. I couldn't concentrate, least of all on math and science. Now I'm acing every test they throw my way. While I'm still not at my best, I feel relief. Validation. I know I wasn't crazy. I know I'm not retarded.
Anyway, I'm in the process of shaving my face and body (legs have been interesting). The drag party's tomorrow and I intend to be beautiful. Bought my outfit. It's kinda punky. I'm wearing a plaid skirt with a bunch of safety pins stuck on, a black and red corset, fishnets, my docs, and my old pleather jacket. I haven't decided exactly how I'm doing my hair or makeup. I'm thinking a spiky butch type look for the hair. I mean, I'm too much of a burly beefcake (heh) to pass as a girly girl, so I figured I'd embrace it. ;)
I've decided that I deserve someone. I was observing several couples today. Douchebag guys who really weren't attractive with gals far too pretty and genuine-looking for them. I know I've also been bringing up dating ad nauseum as well, and for that I apologize, but it's been pretty big on my mind. While I don't feel I need someone to complete me or anything, I think I deserve a companionship that goes beyond friendship right now. I've tried. Several websites, quite a few dates, bugging friends to stay on the lookout, but nothing pops up. But then there's the New York question. That being a possibility, is dating in Philadelphia right now even worthwhile?