So Thursday was my birthday. I should've written about it before, but I have been so busy with dead week then finals week. It was fun. Thursday night after school I went to dinner with some people from my lab. Then on Friday night I went to Outback with about 9 other people to celebrate. Misti made me a little mermaid cake. She took a cake decorating class, and she's pretty damn good at it! I'm going to upload it soon. Also, Pat brought me some notebooks that are really cute like the ones she uses in class. I'll take a picture of that sometime, maybe this weekend. Anyway, we had a good time. I had an ethics final due (by email) at midnight on Friday and I tried to finish it before we left but I had some more stuff to write, so I had to finish it after dinner and I had been drinking so it might suck. Altho, I did write my personal statement to get into grad school while drinking (red wine) and obviously that worked well. Everyone liked my personal statement, it was even used as an example in this Getting Into Grad School class I took senior year.
On Saturday I had a date with this med student. He was a perfect gentleman...I'm talking rose-bringing, door-opening old school type gentleman. It was sort of nice, although weird at times like when he told me i was demasculating him by opening my own car door - I mean come on, when you've been opening your own doors for 23 years it's a hard habit to break. Anyway, what also was weird is he kept bringing up race stuff and kept forgetting I'm half black. I had to tell him 3 times. And he would say stuff like "I forget your black, it doesn't show."
So I'm going to give a little FYI to white guys interested in dating girls that aren't 100% caucasian. If the girl is light skinned and in your view white-looking, dear god don't tell her this like it's some sort of badge of honor. And just because a girl is black but doesn't look it doesn't mean she's not from a black family and doesn't self-identify as black. I do not hide my race. I'm proud of who I am, and telling me I look like I belong to a different race doesn't make me feel good, so I wish people would stop stating the obvious. I KNOW I don't look black. Trust me, I have a mirror. I see what I look like. I'm fucking Casper, I realize. But I am half black, and my mom's whole side of the family is black, and I was raised by that side of my family so if you say something bad about black people you ARE going to offend me, regardless of my skin tone. JEBUS.
I guess that's what was so annoying, is that usually people may be somewhat...prejudice and then when they find out I'm half black they usually stop saying racial/racist things around me. Most people are culturally sensitive enough to do that, but he kept forgetting and kept offending me and thought further explanation would negate the racists comments. It doesn't. You just dig yourself in deeper.
He told a couple of racist jokes and he said he's not a racist but he likes jokes. Fine. Tell racist jokes then, but if your not a racist then you'll rag on the white race as well. Make the playing ground even. Then you're just an everyday asshole, not a racist asshole. You'll still piss people off, but at least they won't claim you're racist.
And then to top it off he told me he doesn't believe in universal healthcare (of course not, he's becoming a doctor and so he wants to make mad cash...sexy. not.). Ok. I am a hardcore liberal. It's true. Everyone knows. I'm so far left I'm practically right again, so needless to say this did not go over well.
So yeah. It sucked. Lets see, since then I've been working on this stats project (multiple regression to an insane degree) and I have that final on Thursday. I have a new client soon. I love therapy! And my mom's flying in on Friday so I'm way excited to see her.
Oh, and this band called Ashes of Serenity hung out at our apartment last night on their way to another gig they're play down south. They're from our home state. Erica friends with one of the members. it would've been funner for me if I didn't have to hol' up in my bedroom working on that stats project for a lot of the time they were here hanging out, but I did join everyone in the living room for a while and they were fun. It's nice to be around a bunch of guys. I forgot how fun it is just to listen to their banter, and I loved listening to them as they passed Erica's acoustic guitar around all evening playing little songs and bickering about them. Here's their myspace page...www.myspace.com/ashesofserenity We also got some free stuff for letting them shower at our apartment and feeding them dinner. We couldn't go see their gig that was close to here anyway tonight (I had a late client and Erica was broke) but it got canceled anyway so I guess it's good that we didn't try lol.
Ok, I'm going to finish watching Seinfeld and then go to bed. I'm exhausted.
Peace.
Amber
