Where The Sidewalk Ends

let the countdown begin... my birthday is exactly 8 months away from today.
christmas... one month and 2 days.

i love counting down to things. it makes the time go by so much faster. and there's always some event to count down. on my instant messenger profile, i have a countdown of the time remaining in the fall semester. it's already down to 3 weeks... but i swear it feels like just yesterday that the count was about 10 weeks. the time really does fly.

so my teacher decided yesterday that it would be a good idea to cancel class for tomorrow. ya think?! of course it would! class isn't over til 5:15pm. nobody's gonna be in class on thanksgiving eve all late like that. everybody i know is going home or going out of town on wednesday night. thats just how it goes. oh well... at least i have a legit day off of class. that's a boost. it also gives me time to go shopping for my dress.

i still have to fold clothes. ugh.

my soda exploded today. yep. exploded all over me, my floor, my desk and my keyboard at work. so i call myself being creative. i attempt to clean the keyboard with 409. i then put it upside down on the floor so as to drain the liquid out from behind the keys. after letting it drip dry for a while, i got some air in a can from the supply closet. i tried to dry the keyboard with the air in the can. when i finished all the steps of this process, i looked at it and it looked fine. it even looked much cleaner than it did before the spill even occurred. so i was just about to pat myself on the back when i noticed something. as i typed, extra letters were being added. for example, when i typed the letter "s", what was displayed on the screen was "as4" when ALL I TYPED was "s". so i had to call up the trusty help desk that deals with computer issues. the guy came out to replace my keyboard in less than an hour, and now i'm typing on a brand new soft ass keyboard. oh its great. i love new keyboards.

oh and i love you too. but you knew that.

how excited am i! too excited. everybody keeps tellin me how good anthony hamilton is when he performs live. well, honey chile, now i get to see for myself. i wonder if he's looking for new talent. maybe i could be his back up singer or something. anything. just make me rich and famous.

well, more like... make me rich. i can do without fame. i just need the money. and i
wouldn't even do anything frivolous with the money either. just give me... let's say... $50,000 and i can stretch it. well, better make that $100,000. (since we're just givin away free money and all). for those that would like to donate to the 100k fund, just hit me up. all my contact info is on the left side of this page. i accept cash, checks, and money orders.

Drop It Like It's Hot

sabri hit me up the other day! it was good to hear from her. i miss you too girl... keep doin your thang at vandy :)

my tooth has been hurting a lot lately. i think my wisdom teeth are coming in. i am not pleased.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENNIFER :) Her birthday was yesterday. (Nov 21st)

i didn't do much of anything yesterday. i slept until i couldn't sleep anymore. then i sat around until kb decided we should go to brunch. i too thought this was a grand idea. we made a quick trip elsewhere prior to embarking upon the predictable feast of the dining hall. by the time we returned, we lost all desire to step foot in that place. so we just went back up top.

"they look at you and they stare at you and they judge you." tim is hilarious.

i had a meeting with my group for my systems analysis class. i was a bit late, but they got nothing accomplished before my arrival anyway, so i didn't feel too bad. we brainstormed for about an hour, delegated duties, then called it a wrap. i enjoy gettin it done.

kb and i went to columbia mall where i returned previously purchased merchandise from forever 21. they don't give you refunds... only store credit, so i racked up on some accessories just because.

we tried the dining hall again. dinner was actually semi-pleasing. by the time we returned to the apartment, i was exhausted. i passed out while kb went to fashion show practice.

kb came back 2 hours later ready to go. so i got up, wiped the sleep out my eyes and we headed over to tim & cj's to retrieve the necessary materials.

when we returned, supreme came thru with more tasks to busy myself with. then i took my ass to bed.

see, i didn't do much yesterday.

Busy With My Laziness

yesterday i was a bit busy, so i had no chance to catalog the happenings of my intriguing life. let's see if i can remember...

Thursday:
i went to work (late again, as i'm sure you know). i did nothing at work. i sat there and responded to emails and talked on the phone. you know how sometimes, you're just not in the mood? yea thats how i felt. it just wasn't a "work" day for me. a couple hours passed, then me and sherita went to the technology expo on base. it was slightly interesting. we left there to go shopping. i found a pair of cute ass boots on sale for less than half the original price. of course i bought them. we wanted wendy's for lunch, but we were so bored that we decided to go to the furthest wendy's ever so it would take up more time. we then went to myra's house to drop off her cd's. she gave me the list of events that we will need to attend during the thanksgiving weekend. we exchanged our promises to call each other later and sherita and i headed back to work because we had been gone for over an hour already.

work droned on for a couple more hours. omar called to tell me that somebody else wants me to work for them. if i accept this job offer, then that will bring my total job count to 6. thats right, 6 simultaneous jobs. (1 of them is being a student, but the rest are money paying jobs). and you wonder why i be so tired.

i came back to campus, and didn't even take a nap because i knew that would result in me sleeping thru class again. so i chilled with ray for a bit while she's all sick and stuff. i gave her my theraflu so she could feel better. i hate to see her sick. we chit chatted about the miscellaneous as we always do, then i went back to my spot to meet up wit kb so we could walk to class together.

yea, so we got 2 feet down the hill when i realized i didn't have my phone on me. major no-no. so we went back to get it and decided to skip class in favor of pregaming. we planned to pregame with cordgy but she was taking a while to get back to her apartment and we wanted to get to the club where the drinks were free and constantly flowing. so i hit up cj and told him he could ride wit me and kb to free-drink-land. and we're off.

and we're clubbin... and we're dancin... and we're drinkin... havin a good ol time.

there was a fight at the let-out. i didn't see it, but i was informed a couple hours later. let's get it together people.

so... now its 3:13am and i have to be up at 5am. do you think i can do it?

Friday:
hell naw i couldn't do it. and i didn't even go to work either. hahaha... by the time i woke up, it was damn near 9am, and i just can't go to work that late. it's too much for the brain.

so instead of going to work, i went to the mall with ray. this totally supports my "be productive as a substitute for doing what you're supposed to do" theory because going to the mall is always the right thing to do. oh and today is pay day too... sheeeit. its time to be "hood rich" as sabri would say.

returned from the mall an hour or so later (ray had to be back cause it was her lunch hour... otherwise that trip would have lasted much longer) and i was soooooooo frickin tired. i felt like i hadn't slept in days. i went to supreme's room to chill wit him for a bit, and fell asleep shortly after.

supreme had to go home to take care of some paper work. i didn't have plans for the afternoon, so i told him i would ride with him. cj, supreme and i piled into the car and headed towards pg for a quick trip. during the ride there and back, we discovered trick daddy's cd is not what's hot, and eminem has officially lost it. just listen to em's cd and you'll know what i mean.

when we got back, i had to do some work. i finished that quickly cause i'm good at what i do.

e. lynne and i had planned to chill. her friend is here from... howard? i think it's howard. yea, so... we chilled.

moving on...

OH MY GOODNESS!!! can we talk about the fight that occurred during the game!!! (nba, not umbc) it was an all-out brawl. i've never seen such. players versus fans... cops, security and miscellaneous people involved. i really couldn't believe my eyes. that shit was crazy.

and on that note... i'm off to nap-central.

I'm Hyper Man!

how hyper can one be? shit. i've been like this since last night. bouncin off the walls and whatnot like i'm going crazy or something. i have no idea why.

last night was cool tho. again, i slept right thru class. (i need to stop doing that) i woke up and thought about all the shit that i had to do and immediately felt a headache approaching.

so i was supposed to have a meeting at 6pm with Jonae, but she's sick, so i was informed that it will have to take place later this week. (i'm not too sure what that means, because it's already thursday... i don't know how much later we can get in the week) but it's all good Jonae... get better soon. i'll just bug you some other time.

then, cordgy had a program at 7pm... but i didn't go on time or anything like that... had to chillax for a bit. supreme and his crew, or "gangsta's in training" as he called them, came thru (for marble cake) and stayed a bit. played a game of texas somethin or other. i retreated back to my room for some leftover uno's pizza and dave chappelle comedy hour. which reminds me... i need to finish watching that when i get back to school so i can stay hip and down with the people.

the roomie had fashion show practice... we bullshitted til it was really time to go and our lazy asses drove down to chesapeake/patapsco from west hill. i dropped kb off (also known as the roomie) at her practice and high tailed it to chesapeake for a free home cooked meal.

oh gracious... and a home cooked meal is what i got. i didn't even eat down there because i wasn't hungry (remember, i ate the uno's pizza just an hour before) but i sure did take a plate to go. well, not a plate exactly. it was more like a foil tray of food AND a dessert box. oh and some plastic cups. free stuff just always tastes better. i think it's cause you feel like you've hit the jackpot of some sort.

when i initially arrived, the front desk people weren't tryin to let jenger in, so i worked my magic and made it happen. i'm just too cute. jenger said she needed to talk to me, but wanted to do so in a sit down fashion, so we decided to meet up later to discuss her issues.

there was also a program going on simultaneously in terrace. this was actually the program that i co-sponsored, so it was imperative that i be there. so me and angela high-tailed it from chesapeake to terrace to put in our 2 cents on living on your own. (thats what the program was about) there wasn't a great turnout, but i expected as much seeing as how there was another program that involved REAL FOOD that was going on at the same time. that's usually the way it goes. people go where the food is, and i can't say i blame them.

we finished up at terrace and drove (yes, drove) back down to chesapeake to catch the end of the food program. it was clean up time, so i helped pop balloons then bounced out. i walked thru the lobby to make my exit and i saw a friend that i hadn't seen in a while so i kicked it wit him for a bit. i called kb and told her to come thru after her practice so we could drive back up to west hill together.

bother-boy calls, and i'm reluctant to answer the phone, but i must stay professional. i just tell him to holla at me when he gets on campus. luckily supreme was around so i didn't have to rush back to my spot.

kb and gene come thru for a second or two. he educates us on the 3 hole rule then we depart from good ol' chesapeake for our journey back up top.

i drop off part of my home-cooked treasure at the apartment of the "gangsta's in training." i get thank you's and proceed on with my night.

kb is still standin outside the car talkin to these dudes. they introduce themselves and then ask for my food. one track minds, i swear. but i say yes to their requests nonetheless. i have a problem with saying no. i need to work on that. anyway, they didn't take the food, but gave me thank you's for the thought. they left to go to their apartments while me and kb went to get ready to go to a party in pg.

jenger hits me up on the trusty sidekick. gotta go back to my room now so we can discuss girly things and i can be there for the active listening and understanding portion of the evening. at this point, i thought we could still make appearances at the party. its only 10:30pm.

jenger and i have our conversation. now it's after midnight, and i ain't goin no where. kb already changed into her chill-wear, and i was ready to call it a night myself.

i had to give supreme a gold star before i went to bed though. just wanted to give him a lil encouragement cause i be proud of him at times. this was just one of those times.

back to the apartment for glorious sleep. and guess what? i still overslept this morning. haha... that will never change.

Guess Who's Bizack

yes... soo.... i'm back. i haven't done this in so long, that i had to start a whole new page because the last post i made to the other one was in january 2003. so let's just say thats the end of that one.

a lot of shit has changed since then. that was practically 2 years ago. but since i write for me and my enjoyment, there's really no need to spend much time on what's happened in the past. as it stands, i'm all about now and later. which also happens to be a candy that i enjoy quite a bit.

so here i am... my 5th and final year as an undergrad at UMBC. i don't think you know how excited i am that this shit is about to be over. the whole school thing is growing tired by the hour and i just can't take it anymore. well, i'll be back for grad school in the fall, but that's a whole different ball game.

this semester i'm taking the least amount of credits that i have taken in a semester since i've been here. at first i felt somewhat loser-esque because i'm not slaving over my studies and this is my senior year. then i thought about it, and now i say to hell with it. its my last year dammit. and one of these semesters in this (my 5th year) was gonna have to be easy or... laid back, if you will. and that semester is this semester because i'm - dare i say - chillin.

wouldn't it be great if you could look back at some document of sorts and there is a list of all the things you did way back when? i think so.

yesterday, i went to work and fought my everlasting desire to sleep.

sidenote: am i the only one that loves to sleep? don't get me wrong... i also enjoy chillin with my friends, and watchin movies, and shopping, and partyin... and long walks on the beach (haha) just like the rest of the population, but TO SLEEP is pure bliss. maybe it's because i be so tiiiiiired at the end of the day... or shit... even the middle of the day.

anyway, i went to work, came home and was so prepared to go to class at 5:30. i just needed a slight boost in the form of a quick nap to get me going for the learning portion of my day. so... i lay down. and of course i get up in time for class... but then i roll over and sleep until 6:30 or so. napped right thru class. dammit.

so i say ok. now i have to do something productive. (i believe if you don't do something that you were supposed to do, ie: go to class, work, clean, etc., then you should do something productive in the place of said missed event. it all balances out this way) so... aha! its 6:30.. time for me to register for the last semester of my undergrad career. courses added and... done.

it's tuesday so it's staff meeting night. tonight we're having a thanksgiving dinner of sorts and i'm in charge of the stuffing.

i go talk to derek for a few about boys and girls and all the things they do. we love this topic. if you don't know derek you need to introduce yourself.

so we're talkin right outside of supreme's apartment, so i decided to stop by and say hello. he's chillin wit his brother, shootin the shit. is it normal to NOT spread your peanut butter and jelly on the bread when you're making a sandwich? i guess some just like the ball of flavor in the middle.

it's 8pm. you know what that means... my wife and kids on abc.

now its 8:30... i chilled with the roomie for a bit. she had to go to the library to finish up a paper for class and i had to get on with the making of the stuffing. so we parted ways after sippin a bit of alcohol between us.

staff thanksgiving. good food, good times.

now its late as hell and i KNOW that my ass has to be up early in the morning but i decide to go back over to supreme's spot. i'm armed with a plate of food, a sweet potato pie, a pound cake and 2 cans of soda. his brother and his brother's roommate is there so we chill for a bit then decide to step off campus.

we run past crown then go to the chill spot where we lunch off of any and everything that comes to mind. i don't want the party to end, but mama's gotta go to sleep. so i bid the boys adieu and retire to my floral scented room and crawl under my lavendar comforter.

oh and i overslept this morning. haha... oh well. it don't matter how many hours of sleep i get, i still manage to oversleep.

i lead such an exciting life.