So finally i received my PCAT scores back and I am pleased to say that I did well without studying. However, I received a very embarrassing score for the Chemistry section but hopefully that doesn't matter and they just look at the composite score. Hopefully when I take the PCATs again in January, I will be more competitive. But knowing me, no matter how much I study my score doesn't change that much. I'm good enough to be looked at but not an amazing stud.

Common Ground finally has a website. I still have to make changes to the pages and fix little things here and there but its good to know that everything is up for the world to see. And good thing that world does see it. According the the little primitive tracker the school put up, there are a couple tens of views per day. But I wonder if its accurate. I should put up a visitor count or something.

Temple University's Common Ground

Anyway, I sent in my application for Pharmacy school. I am so apprehensive. Like, I don't know what is going to happen. Ugh, I don't even want to talk about it.

Well, let's talk about last weekend. Last weekend I had a double dose of Chris. I saw him on Saturday. We went shopping. Speaking of which, I have this friend in my Organic Chem class who is infatuated with the fact that I am a gay guy and I have a boyfriend. She seems to think that it would be a good idea to hang out with us and go shopping or something. Never mind the stereotype, I keep telling her that we are very bad at being gay. For example, our shopping trip on Saturday we managed to buy one thing. Well, two things. One gift for Deanna (from me) and I got Chris a rubiks cube. We also bought ice cream. But I felt that we should have gotten pants and scarves and whatever else I would have gotten if I was with Matt, you know? Matt is THE gay guy. The ex also. But Chris and I just hung out and walked about and I personally liked that better. Plus, less money spending equals more money in the bank. Smart, huh?

Sunday I took him to the art museum. It was nice. However, the whole time I kept thinking whether or not it would be appropriate for me to hold his hand especially since it was such a family crowd. I decided against it. It was still cute that we kept bumping into each other or sitting close to one another. I think I might have kissed his cheek once, I forgot. But you know, I don't want a parent to come up to us and be all like "Keep that on the dance floor, faggot" but at the same time I didn't want to contain my raging homosexuality because of some conservative bitch. Ah, the controversy.

Linguistic NOTE: Controversy ~ conversation?

Anyway, afterwards we went to Rob's house for dinner and it was nice. Although I was a little disappointed at the menu (spaghetti) I didn't care that much since it was free and I was in a "safe" environment with a bunch of members of my church (teehee). We watched V for Vendetta and Saved! which are really good movies. I got to cuddle with Chris which made the whole no-hand holding thing in the museum way better. I didn't go home until 2 or so.

I might see him tomorrow even though I shouldn't. I am definitely staying home this weekend. I've got to study. UGH.