Eh,, it started so good.

I seem to have harnessed my obsessive energy for planning vacations and social so and so's and poured it all into planing out my way to graduation. I haven't slept yet as I've been planning things down to a tee and getting frustrated and confused with my new indecisiveness about my major and then the lack of options for winter and summer classes. Permit or not. Am I a borderline obsessive perfectionist?? Just a little...

My hard work is always well rewarded though. So, it's ok. Now with spring semester being available for registration... I am not yet satisfied with the courses that I've registered. I'll be checking them obsessively everyday until I am as happy as I was with my choices this semester. I've been obsessing about which classes to take and how to maximize my credits. I picked a winter class, Intro to Business, and I researched the professor. He received great ratings so I am looking forward to it.. a little. I wanted to take it at Baruch but it wasn't available as a host school before today. Now that it is... I am kind of considering taking a class there also. But will I really want to do two classes during the winter break? I'm leaning towards adding BIO. That way I won't have to take it in spring on Saturdays like I've planned. It will be a forced effort. We know good and well that I am not likely to wake up early on a Sat. I ought to change my schedule. My school is useless.. majority of the professors are still listed as "Staff".. no shit! I need names. Anwhoo... I am starting to consider taking Business Comm for a major and doing a minor in economics and finance or Entrepreneurship and Small Business Management or can I do both? I'm also thinking of sticking to Journalism with a specialization in business and a minor in finance...my mother thinks it sounds "better" but I like the courses more in Business Comm.. Maybe I can design my own Major. I read that they let you do that... I've already started doing it anyway.

Clearly I need a life. I like being obsessed with my plans because essentially mapping it out is the key.. but it's Fri... and a sista needs to hit the city for a night on the town. BFF is going to meet me at school and we're going to go out tonight. He wants to go to Moe's under the assumption that it's free tonight. I told him I'm not guaranteeing it . I feel like a nice Merchant's steak dinner with their orgasmic warm apple pie with the walnuts and sugar powder sprinkled ever so lightly. Naybe a glass of Pinot Noir or two... and a Merchant's cappuccino. God! It's been so long since I've dined out and indulged like that.. I think I'd feel guilty about spending on such a meal now.I'm starting to become very frugal and having feelings of guilt when I merely consider spending. Obscene or not. Maybe it's a good thing.. I don't like the feeling though. I'll indulge in just the pie and wine and the ambiance. I've missed my hot spot.
Julie and I may do brunch this weekend and Brando wants me to help him stalk boulder girl tomorrow. I'm supposed to go with him to the restaurant yet pretend like I don't know him? We can see why he is in the position he is in now.. Bless his odd little heart.
I can't wait to get my Psych exam back tonight. I am certain that I finally got just one wrong. Maybe even 18/20 but I know for damn sure it's not the usual 17/20. Is it sad that this is the highlight of my day? I need to male tonight happen big. I'd ask Jazzy if she wants to come but she'll either bring her boo or be booed up under him at home.. Joan and her boo just got two kittens that she insists on naming SPLA and BOO. She's a hot mess.(Splaboo - as in Michael Jackson's word for black people who act up, act or are ghetto and or ignorant, and it's the word that we overuse and Jazzy inadvertently made a verb.. "Remember when we were splabooing in Harlem? "- Jazzy. Splabooing: acting extremely ghetto, ignorant or foolish).

Anyway, the other one will be booed up as well. She hardly shows her face and it's
her bday weekend... I'll call Mel and see if she will forgo her hermit-like tendencies and venture out with us. I'm even surprised that BFF is coming out. Normally he'd be up in CT booed up as well... Now that I think about it..this is getting annoying. I want to share a pet with someone too... Blah... If I see one couple today ... I swear I'll gag. Yes. I'm a little bitter. Call me Whiskey Sour... On the rocks. I'll try to steal forty winks before Brando drags me to the mall..