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It's been exactly a week since I saw Chris Gutierrez speak, and I'm not quite sure how to blog on this. I want to record my thoughts and feelings on what he said, but I feel like there's so much going on in my mind about this.


When I met Chris, I felt like I had finally met someone who understood me and the feeling was overwhelming. Sure, some people understand what make me tick, but I just felt that Chris not only understood me, but understood the fact that I feel different.

That sounds odd. Let me explain. If you know me (even a little) you know certain things about me. You know certain things about how I view the world. But my insecurities, the fact that I feel like I never belong, anywhere, most of you can't get that about me. I'm not saying you never feel like you don't belong, everyone does. But there is something else that I can't put my finger on, that I can't express. Maybe it's my longing for something more, or maybe it's my acceptance and delight at feeling like an outsider contrasted with my almost equal loathing and hate of it.
Whatever it may be, I feel that Chris just got it.

Ah, that sounds so sappy.

Anyway, here are some of my highlights of the night:

(+) The fact that Bethany came with me to something that was not at all her scene.
(+) Successfully driving all the way to the city, without getting (too) lost and confused.
(+) Successfully pulling out of a parallel parking spot.
(+) Talking to Chris afterwards about our mutual confusion of the Spanish language, despite our heritages.
(+) Hugging Chris.
(+) Twice.
(+) The delicious tea at the Blue House
(+) This quote: "You never see Ock's and MCRmy running marathons."