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id: JRNL-20250902-225115
title: Tuesday, September 02, 2025 - 10:51 PM
type: journal
created: 2025-09-03T02:51:15Z
modified: 2025-09-03T02:51:15Z
tags: [journal]
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# Tuesday, September 02, 2025 - 10:51 PM
Today was somewhat of a full day, and an even fuller head of
thoughts. But, that's what you're for dear journal.
I started today off feeling anxious as all hell. This might
seem silly further in the future, but I think a lot of it
comes down to feelings about a girl. For future me who may
not remember well, there's this girl Claire, who you talked
to on the Benedum patio. There was a bouncy house, for
whatever fucking reason, and you were smiling politely
watching some *adults* enjoy the random bouncy house. It was
a good moment. She noticed, and we struck up a conversation.
She was cool. Claire is a transfer student from Juniata
college and is now technically a sophomore mechanical
engineering student, though she'll tell you she's more of a
junior. Good for her to make that switch--I'm sure that will
pay off in dividends later. She is interested in
prosthetics, and you recommended Humotech as a possible spot
to land an internship next summer. She asked about our
thesis, and how we like grad school. I'm pretty sure I gave
an answer somewhere in the middle that I like it a lot but
it's certainly a challenge. She had to go to class (MEMS
0024, lol), and I totally fumbled and did not get her
number. She was clearly interested.
A couple days later, I saw her again on the patio when
Andrew and I were going to eat lunch. We waved and exchanged
smiles, but I didn't talk to her other than that. I regret
that. I feel like I felt weird if I would've left Andrew
alone while I did that, which probably does have some merit,
but I also feel like there's an age gap problem. I'm 24,
going on 25, and she's 20 (maybe close to 21?). Now that I'm
writing this, I don't feel like it should be an issue
really, especially if there's a vibe and they (not
necessarily Claire) are mature enough. I should've said hi
and been more deliberate.
Things took a turn when I found her profile on Tinder.
Before, I thought she was cute and nice, but her first
picture on her profile at the time is her in a pink floral
two piece swimsuit, and holy moly she is hot. I have to
admit I was taken pretty down hard by lust at that point.
She, at the time of this writing, has not liked me back.
With a profile like that though I'm sure she's getting
plenty of attention and I might be lost in the stack. I'm
not too pressed about it.
Knowing that her class was today (Tuesday) though, I thought
I'd sit out on the patio in case we bumped into each other.
I did see her, but either she did not see me, or
purposefully avoided me while she was headed into class. I
think she was just busy. I'll try again next week perhaps
unless I see her sooner? Who's to say. Not a priority.
I had therapy today. That went okay, I guess. We talked
about this feeling of feeling disconnected that I've had
recently. I have felt somewhat alone even while around
others, and a bit less like myself. Kind of like I have less
control over what I say or do. I would really like to get a
handle on that. This journal should help. Rachel also
recommened checking out a self-compassion test and to give
myself some credit that things are good, and it's okay to be
feeling weird. It's a big transition from what I was living.
She also pointed at trauma... is this a trauma response? Am
I waiting for a shoe to drop?
One thing we talked about is why am I not able to bring
myself the happiness I would expect to get from having a
partner? Am I seeking someone because I genuinely want a
relationship or because I feel like I need someone else or
am bored? I think it might be the latter, and that it's not
a good time for me to get serious right now. I don't want to
keep my head under the sand either, but it might be a good
idea to relax some. I need to be happy on my own before I
can bring that happiness to the table with someone else. But
we'll get there.
Lewie is feeling rough with leg pains again. Amber and I
were supposed to meet up this weekend to hang out at the dog
park but that has been postponed a couple of weeks. I really
hope he feels better soon, I feel bad for the puppo. I
thought I saw a little limp on the webcam last week, but he
immediately walked it off. Maybe that concrete isn't
helping. Poor thing.
Then, I went to Ngoc's grandma's wake. She was 83 when she
died. It was somber, and honestly really hard to be there.
Kim was particularly upset. Their family was very kind, but
it reminded me of the disbelief that I had when my mom died.
I remember the wake being very strange. I flitted around the
room talking to different people almost as if to entertain.
Like nothing was really that wrong to begin with. Then, when
the pawl bearers brought the casket out, there was a
realization that overtook me completely. I could see that
for some of her family, they hadn't hit that realization
yet.
I drove back to school after that and hung out in Matt's lab
for a while. I tried to write some goals and outcomes, but
didn't make any progress. It was nice to be around friends,
though. Then, I gave David a ride up to the VA hospital
where his car was parked.
I thought I noticed Eliana shooting looks at me. I followed
her on instagram, I guess we'll see where things go.
Tomorrow I'll see Devyn and Erik! I'm very excited for that.
We're getting dinner at Totopo and perhaps drinks at
Hitchhiker. Devyn is interviewing at Aerotech for a new job.
Good for him. It'll be nice to see Erik too.
That's pretty much it. I listened to some Matt Maltese this
afternoon and that made me feel a bit better. Now that it's
after midnight, I can't complain and feel more neutral than
anything. I'm excited to ride my bike in to school tomorrow.