Friday, January 13, 2012

Revisiting

      The night before, I had a flurry of different dreams. I remember having quite a few, but only one really stuck. It was about my first real crush. I'll just call him Ray from now on. I find a bunch of guys attractive, but I say he's my only crush because he was the only one I let myself totally fall head over heels for. I mean, I would get into these moods just thinking about him. It was intense. After I finally got over him, I told myself I would never let myself do that again. It's just that I don't think my heart could take having a gay crush when I know it would never happen. I've kept my heart pretty well guarded since then, partly due to a realism that has been slowly souring me when it comes to love and partly due to a painful shyness that makes me terribly afraid to get hurt. Every so often, I consider living alone and sometimes it seems like a reality. But really, I'm still in college so really I guess I have a few years ahead of me before I start prematurely making those assumptions about my life I guess, haha.
     Anyway, in my dream, we were in a huge college classroom and my crush notices me from across the room. After class, I walk up to him and he gives me a great big smile and talks to me for a bit. He makes a kinda stupid reason for us to see each other later and the dream ends. Pretty anti-climactic. However, things like these would at one point in life drive me crazy and now don't faze me at all. I actually was surprised and even a bit annoyed at him for his stupid excuse in the dream. It's funny because in real life Ray was always really aloof and silent with me sometimes. Other times he'd give me a sort of Cheshire cat smile or give me a blank stare whenever I said something stupid, which was somewhat often. I think we were friends in high school...I think. He would sit next to me in class and on the bus but he'd contribute somewhat minimally to conversation and his stare/smile would make me feel really awkward. So awkward that I'd chatter incessantly to make up for his lack of contribution. Really, we were an odd pair. But still, he wouldn't fail to drive me absolutely crazy each time, as crushes are want to do. It's actually very funny to think about now, because I've grown up and moved on. When I had the dream I was actually happy to find out I really didn't have many residual feelings left associated with him. But, I wonder, when will I have those feeling again? And if I do will I let myself fall off the deep end again?    
    What is a bit weird is that I've been considering maybe trying something with Red. I don't know...up front on let's say facebook and on his profiles here and things pop up that seem to show that he's a really decent guy. I mean, that's really the point but...if there was a decent guy like that somewhere there in him...I be really attracted to the idea of getting to know the part of him. I could be terribly wrong, but the stupid hopeless romantic in me wants to take that chance. Anyway, a part of me kinda thinks we won't even get along that well so oh well haha.
      In other news I finally woke up early and shadowed a doctor to get myself back into a medical setting after all this time. I then sneaked into a nearby medical school to tour it and see myself as a medical student walking the halls. Most of the day I was trying to remind myself whether I wanted to be a doctor. Unfortunately, I seemed to have mixed results. There was a sort of excitement of being in a medical setting again, but at the same time, the amount of work and stress associated with this life still deters me. I don't really know what to do with this knowledge now. I'm at a crossroads between making money right away and having reasonable time to myself, or being paid next to nothing and being stressed for years until it all finally pays off. For now I'm still pursuing medical school but....we'll see.
     But tonight was great with my suits done with tailoring and finally in my possession and an amazing lobster dinner at a French restaurant with the family. Fantastic.

-C.C.

p.s. I've discovered the newest Jersey Shore cast member, the Unit. Now, I'm not a fan at all but I do love how fit how some of the guys are at least. However, I dunno, this guy the Unit is one of the few guys I've seen who have abs and all, but I still find really unappealing. Yuck. It's probably the guido part. Or maybe "The Unit" tattoo.


ew.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Almost time

It's almost time for me to go back to college for my last semester. I've been doing things to get ready and other errands, etc. It get's me thinking about lost of things. Still, I have this nagging lethargy of not wanting to do anything and this terrible talent of wasting time and really not using my time wisely at all. I'm gonna wake up early for sure tomorrow so I can shadow a doctor and see if being a doctor is really for me. Man, sometimes I think I've really wrecked up my future. Sometimes. Here's a really nice song.



-C.C.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Lethargy

I don't really know what happened to me today...dear lord. I think I was the epitome of procrastination and counterproductivity today. I mean, I took an hour shower, went on facebook and then surfed for porn for like three hours. And then after that I decided to do nothing and procrastinate a little more. With that I was tired by nine p.m. Dear lord, that was a huge waste. And the day was extremely beautiful too. Wow. Anyway, here's to a better day tomorrow. I feel like a huge slob.

-C.C.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Well that went well...

          I have to admit, today was interesting, but less than stellar. First of all I wake up late and don't go to work but my dad decides to treat me out to lunch anyways, which was really nice. Things were going great and I was dropped off to go to the dermatologist for some pesky acne that has been haunting me since puberty. I was kinda late because of oddly hectic traffic and lack of parking spaces getting there. The only parking space is next to this terribly sideways parked P.T. cruiser. So I go and park sideways next to it, scratching my car in the process and run to my appointment that I'm ten minutes late to. I know being late really might have not been a big deal but I have a huge problem of being late so it meant more to me to be on time. Lo and behold I get back to my car and find this treasure below slapped on my windshield.



             I was a little upset I got blamed for this, but the note was strangely entertaining. Enough to make me chuckle. I mean, I antagonized a pregnant lady inadvertently, so I felt bad about that too but her angry note kinda gave me a laugh. I guess I'm a bad person. Later on that day small inconveniences led to a crummy day, but truthfully bad days don't faze me too much. I just roll it off my shoulders and I power through the day leaving my mood still pretty much intact. In other news I officially applied to graduate. This actually made me feel a little better. And so...the countdown begins before I reach the real world! I'm scared, excited, and a little apprehensive, but I'm gonna make this the best year ever! Now THAT shit is cray.

-C.C.