Saga of Professor...

It is funny how I have become the very thing that I hate all in the quest to get a good GPA and recommendations for Columbia.

Well first of all I am officially a suck up! I don't mean that I suck I just mean that I always find myself in the front of the class discussing during breaks with the teacher. My old teachers from last year bump into me in the hallways of our department and give me hugs and wanna know how I am doing and if they can assist me in any of my classes

What's worse? I hang out with the jocks, so I am begining to think that they only sit around me in class so they can be in my group and get an A. Have I now become what Vixen was in high school... A GEEK...?

No!

I try to think how I got from social butterfly to "Eficko". This didn't happen overnight. Where is the origin of this nonsense and how can I stop it? Well I can map it to two words "Law School".
Don't get me wrong, I do have good conversations with people and now I have left my shell and have some friends on campus who are dying to come with me to Nigeria for my wedding but I get the feeling that if I am not glued to my computer surfing wedding crap then i am in class debating topics with the teachers.

It got so bad that I walked into my math class and noticed that my professor from last semester taught this math class. I was so happy I said "did you miss me?" He turned and smiled and said "Hell Yeah" And when class started kept asking people if they need help to ask me because I know my stuff. I started laughing in my head because I don't remember a single thing I learned in Math 118, and what's worse is that if you told my sister Menty that I was a math wiz in my school and teachers were recommending me she would roll of her couch laughing, probably die from laughter!

So what has happened?

As I sit contemplating how to switch my role back to the party girl that I know I can be, I realize deep down inside that my goals, priorities and my maturity have taken over. I have now become a product of this f-ing village that I live in and as I dread the answer I know I must ask myself this "Are the partying days for LadyB over?"

I think it is time for an Intervention! a party intervention! Superbowl Party anyone?

P.S: Check out Menty's new blogs, she is deep ya'll I am so proud!
http://realitythrukemieyes.blogspot.com/
http://dilemma2008.blogspot.com/