I know I know I know I know...

It's been over a week, which is something I promised myself I wouldn't do with this blog, but hey- it's been a lot of transitions.

I am finally settled in my new room, which is in the residential college (definitely more comfortable). My roommate is nice and our lifestyles fit together as far as roommate matching goes. I am starting to lax a bit on the cleaning front (and the sleeping front?) but it's all good. I am even thinking about taking a math class next semester! It would be a bit of a stretch, because I'd have to go from Calc II since I got credit for the Calc I class I took at FSC (which didn't even cover up to my friend's midterm at Tulane's calc I...), but I have a couple of math professors in the family and a close friend taking consolidated calc, so I'll be able to nail it over xmas.

Time is flying! In a month, it'll be finals season. Scary! I'll feel so much better once this semester is under my belt and I can start being an academic porn star again. I am starting to eat, breathe, and sleep like an "intellectual" again, I'm getting back to the woman I was before my personal hiatus of myself.

I feel more and more settled everyday, which is funny because I am a) not medicated anymore and b) out of therapy. It feels so much more natural though, and I just do therapy by yoga, cleaning (maybe I know I'll be stressed tomorrow morning and that's why I don't feel like cleaning), reading, writing, and sharing oxytocin (the "cuddle" hormone) with my friends. I am settling down again:-)

I keep remembering this one paper I wrote for one of my favorite teachers in eleventh grade. it was a fourteen-page paper on the cultural effects on HIV transmission- you can read a quick selection from it here on estrogenet. It was one of the first things I ever posted on my blog, so yay for it! i think the main reason why I keep bringing it up is in conversations with my Louisiana "bff", when I tell him how much I desire to be academically inclined again. Little bits and pieces are coming back, just not in the form they necessarily should be. I procrastinate on papers not because I am lazy but because a prompt like "do a research paper on something that has to do with sexuality!" makes me want to write like 453534653 papers...but which one to pick? (Incidentally, I picked talking to kids about sex, and I will make a blog-friendly cut for estrogenet soon).

I have to go write in estrogenet, incidentally, about Take Back the Night. The biggest post-Katrina turn out so far!

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