Happy New Year! I think. Anyway, it's been a long time, hasn't it? Yeah, well, if you had a crappy computer like I've got, you'd feel like you dropped off of the face of the earth as well.

Yeah, my computer kept crashing--it was unstable because...I don't know. I don't even feel like explaining right now. And I didn't have $150-$200 to get somebody out here to repair it, so I had to let the damn thing just keel over and die. My sisterfriends are like, "Just buy a new one already," and I'm like, "You have an extra $500 laying around? No? Shut up, then." I hate when people try to help, and they only get on your nerves. Like, on a hot day when you're already sweating your life away, and then your hair keeps falling on your already-hot neck, because you didn't bring a ponytail holder with you. Now you're hot, sweaty, and your hair looks like shite because you're frustratingly swatting at it every five minutes. Ah, but I digress...

I had a pirated copy of Windows XP, but my computer died, and I didn't have the money to get an actual copy. I also didn't know anyone with a legit copy, but--aha! I had my Windows ME disc lying around, so why the hell not?

Turns out, you cannot downgrade to an OS without wiping your hard drive clean and reformatting it. After several weeks, I realized that, and now? Here I am!

Anyway, what's happened to me since October...hmm...I feel really good. I'm going back to school next fall (taking a break), and when I go back, I'm going pre-med. I decided to stop playing around, and do what I've always wanted to do--become a doctor. What I'd prefer to do is get into an osteopathic medical school, so I can practice holistic medicine. I was trying to cut all these corners, find shortcuts in working in alternative healthcare, but with the type of personality that I have, I'd like to do something in which I'm servicing the people, and doing what I want to do. Eventually, I'll start my own practice, or better yet, I'd love to have a group practice with other doctors that specialize in what I'm doing. Right now, my two best friends are majoring in nursing, and another friend of mine is saving up money to apply to dental school. I have another friend who's majoring in psychology; another who's about to graduate with an English degree...so the plan is, to have like, a large building where you can come and see different specialists, servicing the black community.

My big thing is, I don't want to become a sell-out. I lived in a relatively mixed neighborhood, you know, working class and shit. But I do hate hearing about some US residents who can't even afford health care! In America, in 2005! So these people are doing their daily thing, HOPING nothing happens. That's crazy to me. And going to medical school will put a mofo in debt, so that's why the students decide to go into higher paying specialties. And a lot go into plastic surgery...and we know what kind of people (hint: $$$) they service. What about those who are broke as hell? No education, so they have rinky-dink jobs with no kind of coverage...man, the thought of it makes me ill.

When I go back to school, though, all systems will be go--well, I do need to take a math and chemistry class, but other than that, I can go right into the pre-med class "sequence", so I thank God for that. But I'm not going to tell my academic advisor, simply because they try to be very discouraging. In theory, they're trying to inject the reality aspect of becoming a doctor: loads of studying, neglected social life as a result; extremely hard work, and the effort it needs, etc. But they're so good at that, they end up dissuading a person instead of persuading them to see the bigger picture. After a session with them, you can really walk out like, "Damn, I really might be too idiotic to go into teaching," you know? I actually had a shouting match with my former advisor, and it wasn't until I walked out, she goes, "Okay, I'm beginning to tell that you may be serious." What?! I have to prove it to YOU? @#$! off!

You know, my health is good, too. I cut out sugar and dairy (since November 30th, bitches!), so I lost about 15 pounds, and my complexion has improved tenfold. I never fully realized the impact diet has on us. I guess I had an idea, but I'm looking at myself, like, wow. I think I need to get the word "like" out of my vocabulary. It's getting scary.

I got lots more to share, but I don't feel like typing anymore. I'm back online, man. Online, baby.

Four loves minus three.

Whoever has the warmest smile wins!-March 24, 2006

Prayer Works!-February 21, 2006

Life gloss-January 31, 2006

Worn down Ny-Lon-January 29, 2006

The Here and Now-January 21, 2006