Dean's List Day

After yesterday's drama, I woke up drained. I had to wake up an hour earlier than planned in order to meet up with a girl so we can study together. Apparently, she had other things on her mind, as she was an hour late. Despite her apologies, I was still bitter.

I had forgotten all about the Dean's List invitation had I not looked at my calender before leaving. I had to change my top so it can look more formal, and I took eyeliner, and mascara with me.

I stayed bitter through out my day. I felt weary of my online friends, real-life friends, and family. I can't really say "sad", just detached and passive.

I kept spacing out at today's review, but when I left the room, I met up with two white friends from karate/ labs, and another black friend from class, and another group of middle-eastern friends. That uplifted my mood, and the black footballer guy sitting next to me ( guy who looks like a giant teddy bear) was funny and reminded me of someone else I knew.

I then went to lab and dissected a couple of bivalves (clams and such), then I zoned in my passive mood again. I had a little meeting with the dean and such, and yet, I felt so dissociated from reality. I just didn't feel excited. I put the makeup that I brought with me in the girl's bathroom after redoing my hijab, then I sat down and waited for my guest, Revi (my sis had work).

When the ceremony started, and I got together with Revi, my spirit was uplifted. She really made my day, and the whole atmosphere too. When I walked to get a photo with the Dean of Science, one of my friends there cheered so much, it got me giddy. She was like " WOOOOOH!"
Revi took my picture using Nicole's camera, which she will email to me later. I was sad there was not good food, raw veggies and fruit. And, by the time I got to the mini buffet, most of the food was gone and there was no plates. I was soooo hungry, hadn't eaten for about six hours, and even then it was a mere cheese sandwich.

While waiting at the bus station with "Revi", I met "Hero" there and we chatted a bit. A little black boy stood between the three of us and included himself in the convo. He then walked over to me, held my long necklace, looked it over then let go of it. It took my everything not to grab him and squeeze him with all I've got. I don't like kids, but some kids are so adorable they make me feel like it's possible for me to fall in love with them. I still wanna hold that child, the only other creature I feel this way about are cats and kittens. I did feel this way about my cousin Ali too. He was so cute, you can eat him up. I think what made that black kid cute is that he interacted with us so openly. Last black kid I looked at ran to his mom after I smiled at him. Other kids are really lame, annoying, and not enjoyable to look or interact with. This one seemed like I can just.. steal him from his mom.

I bought wendy's and went home. Apparently, I can exchange my drink with a frosty!

Night,
M.D.