Happy Stankin New Year

If you haven't already gathered from the title, I've been listening to Andre 3000's cd over and over again. I wanna stank you.....okay, let me stop. Happy #$%^&*# New Year. It's been awhile since the last time I entered some of my thoughts, but I had a lot of stuff to contend with. However, my winter break from school is up and I'll be back to the daily grind and this will probably be my last entry for a while anyway.

Updates since the last entry.............
1. I finally got XTC to notice me....
It was on Halloween night and he was about 25% drunk, but he gave me a kiss. Following events: He speaks to me on a regular basis and hints at what it would be like to date me. He lets me play in his locs and he plays in mine. It is just so cute and stuff. Downside: I don't think he's totally interested in me like I want him to be. We were supposed to go skating Saturday night, but I think we had a communication break down (his cell phone is temporarily out of service).
2. I've decided to pursue a second degree in Biology instead of post-bacc work.......
Yeah, I decided that it would be in my best interest to be a little more biologically inclined, if you know what I mean. This semester threw me for a loop. I seriously underestimated my chemistry class. I didn't flunk it, but let's say the ad coms at the medical schools that I'll be applying to won't look too favorably at the grade that I earned. Besides, I may want to pursue a master's in molecular biology since I'm interested in cancer research.
3. I moved, but I think it may have been for the worse....
First off let me start by saying, for most black single women, it would be a dream to move into an apartment building full of handsome, single black men. Well, let's just say my dream ain't coming true anytime soon. With the exception of a married couple with a one year old (who's twice the size of my little Peanut), my building is full of single, but extremely unattractive and obnoxious black men. My neighbor downstairs has all the qualities that most black women desire these days; tall, dark-skinned, bald. Now that sounds like a good combination except he's UGLY and old at that. He's always sitting outside on his patio talking much shit to whoever's listening to his aggravating ass. Everytime I make a move, it's "where you going?" or "I thought I was the only person who was a night owl. Heh, heh" The nigga clearly has issues. Then the other niggas that live in my building are just plain ugly. Oh, yeah the apartment is nice. I finally got a fireplace, but no money to buy wood to burn in the damn thing.
4. My job still sucks, so I'm quitting at the end of this month.....
No need to elaborate on that. Just pray that these jobs come through for me.

I must go now, my baby's running a temperature. I just hope it isn't the flu. Until the next time.........