You're a what?

Today was an interesting day. I seem to be waking up about 20 minutes to an hour earlier than when I'm supposed to. Apparently even on my days off I have a subconscious fear of being late. I have rescheduled my ophthalmologist appointment so many times in the past three weeks due to the PCAT, work, and school, that I apparently wrote down the wrong time AND date and showed up 26 hours and 45 minutes early. Which is odd considering I entered it into my calender right after I rescheduled my appointment.

Ah well. They took me anyways. I have 20/20 vision, but my vision still fluctuates. Mostly because my eyes are about as dry as the Sahara Desert. Now I have three different eye drops and these odd plugs in my tear ducts that are a sweet shade of blue. Not that you can tell anymore. I panicked slightly has I saw tweezers coming towards my eyes and the pressure of the plugs entering my tear ducts. They itch something fierce though.

I also voted today! There was a large turnout, which makes me happy since that will make my job slightly easier on November 4th (assuming at least a few were assigned to my precinct). My friends laughed when I told them I was a poll worker. Then they stopped laughing after I clarified that I was not going to be half naked and swinging from a poll. No one wants to see that.

Hello I'm Awkward, nice to meet you.

Here a blog, there a blog. I wonder how many of these I've started and stopped over the past 8 years. My LJ still exists though, so I suppose that says something. I wanted something new though. Something untouched. Is that weird?

Running is good. Running makes me feel good. Yet I don't do it as often as I should. I'd run around the neighborhood, but with my coordination I'd probably be hit by a car. I'm surprised I manage not to jump or fall off the ellipticals at the gym.

I am so awkward around new people. It makes me feel so out of place when I'm with someone new. It's a wonder I ever adjusted to moving 1000 miles away to college, or readjusted to find myself back here four years later. I always feel different, I never feel like I am myself around new people. That's so frustrating. Even with this new blog I feel a sense of awkwardness. Is that sad? It's a bit ironic that I started this because I wanted something new.

I really should be writing my personal statement for pharmacy schools instead of this. I mean my first deadlines are in a week. I was supposed to have submitted my applications two months ago.

It's odd, I feel like I know myself more and I've accepted myself more now than in the past, yet it still feels like it gets in the way. Most people know I'm gay. My coworkers all figured it out on their own. Sadly, it was the talk of the pharmacy, before they found the "interoffice" romance to gossip about. I was also too thick to realize they thought she and I were dating. It's funny though, most people mistake her as a lesbian because she has short hair, and I'm just her straight friend (or lesbian by association). It's a fun surprise for all when I turn out to be the gay one and that she's completely straight. She's a good sport though and we play along just to confuse people.

I suppose I should get moving on that personal statement.