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Sep. 27th, 2009 | 12:02 pm

I think I wrote this Friday. Had planned on editing it but f*ck it. Here it is.

Something they push you to do in college is network, network, network. I'm great at being friendly but crap at the n-word, or so I thought. As I mentioned after the PSB trip I was feeling irregular emotionally. Actually I was feeling downright depressed and things like fitting into a new school were stuck in my obsessive thought track. Still the Japanese in me puts on a happy face and smiles thru it all. I had my 1st spanish 2 class and the professor seems super nice, but he conducted the class entirely en espanol. I'm sure it will be to my benefit but it was daunting. Plus having to interact with people while the room was like a sauna and my ass was dragging. He let us out an hour early which made it easier to attend an open house the Ethnic Resource Center was holding. The center houses Asian, Native, and Latino student orgs. Funny thing I was actually unsure whether to check out the Asian organization or the Latino one. I sometimes feel very culturally anglo and see myself as not a real Latino but also I feel so uncharacteristically Asian esp. with all the tattoos and being gay and stuff. While I was at the queer table, they call it Queer here, I still have to get used to that word. Anywho, while I was at the Queer Ctr. table I met this fabulous woman who was working the Chicano Latino Ctr. table and she made me feel sooooo welcomed that I made it a point to attend the open house. When I arrived she introduced me to her daughter who I later found out was a lesbian. The womans name is Rosie, Rosie turned to me and point blank said, "you're queer right (still have to get used to that word)? Then we had a long talk about her daughters relationship with her husband and how her recent breakup had affected their relationship. The father being very old school loved the girlfriend but was still grappling with the queer thing. Its one of those as long as you don't give it a name and tread around it, its ok things.

Did I mention that when I walked in I had a minor panic since I didn't know anyone? I forced myself to go inside and thats when I ran into Rosie. But, after we were done chatting in walked the Queer Center director who I've enjoyed an instant rapport with since volunteering there the other day. In my cross talk she overheard that I was looking for work study work. I slacked off on applying till it was too late to find anything. Turns out she was being conservative with their budget and after speaking to this fab woman (who reminds me of Jenny Shimizu, who's style I adore!) on staff (I think she was advocating for me, see it pays to be nice) she thought she could offer me some hours. So, on Monday after class I'm going to stop by the center to talk more about it.

p.s. this was my Friday night dancing outside the occupied bldg.

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from: hermes3x3
date: Sep. 28th, 2009 12:20 am (UTC)

Why don't you just go to all three, find the one that leaves you the most fulfilled and do that?

I know, I make it sound so easy

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from: trickytoro
date: Sep. 28th, 2009 05:44 am (UTC)

I don't know about the native american one but I'll check out the other two. I am def. leaning more towards the Chicano/Latino ctr. though unless the asian ctr. has a contingent of the more hip hop gangsta types as opposed to the musical instrument and math virtuoso type.

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from: deadfrk2
date: Sep. 28th, 2009 06:46 pm (UTC)

Cool getting to work at the Queer Center. What a name...lol...

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