Primordial Chaos

I am trying to get in the habit of posting at least once a day. TRYING. Doing good so far!

Today was pretty relaxed, for the most part. Worked on building a research database, which isn't super exciting but it's a step in the process. Can't all be glamor and excitement. :P But I really truly enjoy the crap out of it, even the boring stuff. The little voice in my head which tends to say "hey, you could this for a career" to many MANY things, has started screaming at me "THIS IS WHAT YOU SHOULD BE DOING, YOU GOOF!". I'd had this idea before, but let myself get talked out of it. But after really experiencing it, I can see why it struck me so hard the first time. I just love this stuff. I'm contributing to the knowledge of mankind. That's pretty awesome if you ask me. Plus I have the obsession for detail, the writing skills, and the reading skills to really be successful. So, we'll see. The true test is always of time, will I get sick of this? Probably not, since I LOVE to ask why. That's what research is, asking why, then trying to get hints and clues to the answer if not the answer itself.

So, I have a problem I think I'm the only one thinks is a problem. I used to be REALLY overweight, but I've slimmed down quite nicely thank you very much. However, I have a very pronounced hourglass shape. to the point where my waist is a size 8 (Tyra Banks is a size 8, for example) but my hips are a size 14-16. Which yeah great, I'm nicely shaped, but shopping for clothes is miserable. I have to shop for my hips, not my waist, and a belt is basically required. It's frustrating because NOTHING ever fits right. I went shopping for some winter clothes and basically just gave up and came home. Dresses go this way too, but it's easier to get those custom made and altered. Any tops that go down over my hips have to be a few sizes larger than what the top of me actually is, so it's baggy from my neck down then sorta fits my hips. I'm a 6-8 top wise, and 14-16 in the hips. Argh. People ask me why I'm complaining, but I hate wearing baggy clothes. I like things that fit nicely. Of course, I'm going to have to settle or freeze my ass off at school with the cold weather moving in. So fuck standardized clothing sizes. :P

I recently got my login and email for the Mind Research Network, where I am working on the research stuff. I felt all proud and legit. Like hey, I'm really a part of this. (I'm telling you, I love this shit)

So, as an officer of the pre-med chapter of AMSA at UNM who is in charge of the Diversity in Medicine committee, we're holding an event the week of Oct. 11th! October 11th, which is a Sunday, is National Coming Out Day. (NCOD) So that week, either one or two days (not sure which yet) the Diversity in Medicine committee is going to be out there with condoms, gay pride/gay support pins, and just showing our support for the gay community. It's funny, because me and the other guy trying to set this up in cooperation with the Queer Straight Alliance are both GLBT. I'm bi and he's gay. So we know what it is like having to come out and how a lot of people will judge you on that alone. So it's a personal issue for both of us, which kind of adds this aura of hey, let's really show some support cause we know what it's like. I'll get pics when it goes down. It'll be a blast.

I'm seriously having a blast with all the stuff I do between classes and my outside stuff. I'm SLOWLY becoming more and more comfortable around people I don't know. I used to break a sweat and start shaking if I had to interact with a cashier. Now I basically spend all my time with people I don't know. A form of exposure therapy I guess. :)

Got a project to work on and polish up for Monday, so I'm out for now! :)

~A.