Diverse Fat

Well, diversity day part II was okay. First workshop: supposedly "Blacks and Jews". Reality--stoned guy ranting about the famous case of his dead brother, the first hate crime to be convicted in NYC. Where are the Jews, I ask you? Lunch. Second workshop: "transgenderism from a personal story". The librarian's husband used to be her girlfriend. Circle game: didn't go in for gay. Only faculty did (Monty, Debbie, Wendy, that librarian chick and Ms. Patwa). Affinity groups: Went to Mixed bag with Jaya, Rie, Garnevicus, Poet, Fred Schubert, Sean, Will and a bunch of other people. Far cooler than the Jewish one woulda been, and I don't know how GSA would've been (they decided not to let the "straight" part in... because they felt like it... which is why I was too embarrased to go...) Then, Lucas Jaya and I went out for Ben & Jerrys, and hung out there alongside Kat and Rie for a while. Then I went home, and went to hang with Kate after dinner... Megan was there (ewww), but she left. And we ended up watching "showgirls", the worst movie ever--and they drew fake bras on the topless scenes. How stupid is that?

And now, after such a wonderful day, I must: write this fucking paper! Aah!; study chem (eventually); didn't I have spanish HW once?; and lose major weight, as my blood pressure has skyrocketed to 134/86, which would be deadly for a full-grown man. I have to go excersize while writing about Venezuela now. But I can't. ARGH! ARGH! ARGH!