curly fries the problem magnet

I have no idea where my macroeconomics book is. Yes, this is the way I have decided to start my new blog off, by bitching about macroeconomics. I seriously only retain about 12% of the information that is taught in class...and reading the textbook...ha! I don't even know where the textbook is located and I am obviously not really looking for it since I'm at my boyfriend's house laying on his bed typing this post. The bad thing about it is...even though I read nada and half-heartedly do the homework and completely bomb the quizzes...my grade is still passing which gives me no real reason to drop the class, fml.

FML has became my sort of "catch phrase"...I've said it at least a million times already today and will have said it a million more times by the time I'm done plaiting my braids and heading off to sleep.

I decided to call my first post "curly fries the problem magnet" for two reasons.
1. My hair is currently curly/wavy do to a braidout which I have been sportin' lately since my boyfriend loves it when I do my hair this way...and
2. Because I constantly attract problems.

My latest problemo stems from me using my sister's laptop. A day or so ago while searching for my earbuds on the couch...I foolishly decided to pick up the laptop by the screen. I caught a glimpse of what had happened as I placed the laptop back down and continued to search but chalked it up to my imagination. After I found my earbuds and gave them away to a friend I resumed my activity of stalking the internet. When I reopened the laptop I was shocked by what I saw...my fucking screen was half black and not working and the other half looked fine. I turned off my laptop and turned it back on...still there. I did numerous google searches and saw that I had dead pixels...I tried to run the jscreen applet which for some reason did not work on the laptop and tried the pressure method which did not work either. FML, right? I called my mom yesterday and informed her of the bad news and I was greeted w/ a bunch of "I told you so's!" This morning, on a 3-way, we were supposed to tell my sister of the unfortunate news...but she had so much bad shit happening in her life already we felt bad and decided not to say squat...this story...as you can see...is still developing.

I have a boyfriend of whom I love dearly and have mentioned at least twice already in this post. We currently attend two different colleges which is a decent amount of miles apart...but nothing really major...so technically we have a "kinda long-distance , but not really relationship." We plan on moving down to Houston together next semester and attending the University of Houston...I am VERY excited...this will probably be the biggest decision I have made in my life so far...hopefully we last and have little kiddies and all that jazz.

His best friend hates me, well I used to think so...but lately he has seemed to warm up to me although we have been knowing each other since the 6th grade...I even had a semi-heartfelt conversation with him earlier, of which I'll never tell my boyfriend about or he'd probably call him a pussy.

I am leaving A LOT out of this post...but this is good for a warm-up...till then.