Welcome To My Downfall.

Day 5: My bestest friend I met at STJ is Miss Joanne Richmond. I am absolutely in love with this chick, it’s insane. I don’t remember how I met her. I remember seeing her at our first floor meeting and then that was kinda it. Then the “Vixens” came to be. Then I got the boot. Long story. Then I don’t know. But I love Jo-Jo. When I first met her and we exchanged numbers, I put her in my phone as ‘My Conscience.’ That’s exactly what she is. She keeps me grounded and makes sure I don’t do anything stupid or regretful. Even if I don’t always listen. All she wants is for me to happy. And on top of that, she is the only one I can stupid with. And wild out at the clubs with. She left me this semester, but hopefully Spring 2012 will be the Semester of Jhanelle and Joanne. 

Day 7: I’m studying finance with a minor in government and politics. It took me a while to get to that point. When I was a senior in high school, I knew what I wanted to do. I was going to major in international business and possibly minor in caribbean studies. But of course because I am the smartest person in the world, I attend a university that does not have my dream major. So I tried to figure what I really wanted to do. Here’s the series of mid-life crises: Economics, Marketing, Management, Finance, Gov and Pol, Sports Management, Finance, Sports Management, Sports Management, Finance. I’m really indecisive. But I think I got shit figured out now. Hopefully.

Day 6 - I’ve had interesting roommates/floormates my two years living at STJ. Freshmen year…… Well it started with the “St. Vincent Vixens.” The term was coined by one girl and then hyped up by another. Looking back at it, it was stupidly retarded. There was no one, myself included, that resembled a ‘Vixen.’ We were just the loud, typical black and ghetto group. I got kicked out and in retrospect, that was the best rejection of my life. I loved my roommates, Mo and Alicia. I think it’s because we got along so well. Granted we said 8 words a week to each other, everything just worked. We were pretty much the only room with no conflict, no violations, no drama. We were amazing together. Now, I’m an RA so I live with some rambunctious ass freshmen. But they will never top my year. Never.