Meditation and Reflection

It’s been too long since I’ve updated this thing! I’ve had so many thoughts, ideas, and events that should have been discussed on here, but I never made time to do so. I really need to get on that, as I forgot how therapeutic this blogging thing is, lol.

This past weekend was eventful. While my headache and lack of sleep is making me feel like garbage: I think it’s worth it. Friday was a Beta night (yeah, I’m a part of a fraternity). We had the Three Fires ritual and “an Eye.” I stayed up for 24 hours, exactly, and enjoyed every minute of it. Every time I take part in a ritual I remember why I continue to be a part of Beta: the brotherhood, the love, and the comradery. Granted, like any organization, we have our up’s and down’s, positives and negatives, but I can honestly say that I’m glad I chose to be a Beta.

Last night was ridiculous! Abu, Melissa, Kayana, Henry, and I got together to celebrate Abu’s 21st birthday. In true “K-Crew” fashion, it was full of mischief and out-of-control fun! We were all a hot ass mess. Apparently I kicked open a door, a la Rambo style, and there’s a dent to prove it. I also proceeded to make out with select individuals, kick Kayana in the head, wrestle with Henry, and wave my hard penis in the air. Abu fell into his closet and cracked the glass. Henry gave us his taxicab confessions and ALL of us were trying to get at Melissa. I personally think she has some weird power that amplifies people’s libidos. Ridiculous? Yeah, I know. I’ve been de-briefing in my head all day and I’m not sure how I feel. On one hand I’m kind of embarrassed. I’m pretty sure I solidified myself as the group “tramp” and most sexually needy. And, I “put myself out there.” On the other hand, I’m appreciative. The “koonery” that took place was with 4 of my best friends: all of us were a mess and I feel our bond got stronger. I haven’t fully analyzed the situation internally, but as it stands I’m indecisive.

Other Thoughts of the Moment

- I really need to figure out what route I’m going to take after graduation. Do I want to go with Dietetics or do I want to go with Family Studies? Do I want to go to grad school? I feel like I have a lot to do and only a short time to do it. These past 3 years have flown by and the next two will only go faster.

- I’m seriously considering getting the hell out of the Midwest, after I graduate. I can only take so much cold: I HATE SNOW AND I HATE WINTER. I really want to go to San Diego, California. Question is: will I get along with the people? I hear Californians are a different ball game: superficial, snooty, and quite rude.

- I feel myself moving toward a major part of emerging adulthood, and I’m scared shitless about it. I’m freakishly close to the part of adulthood where one has to cut off parental control. The part of life when you sit down and be totally honest with your parents about yourself, your values, and living the life you want to live. My parents have this idea about who they want me to be and the values they want me to hold high, and I don’t necessarily agree with their outlook. My parents aren’t the most open, accepting people I’ve known. I’m sure they would be appalled at some of the things I’ve experienced or some of my current ideologies. Both of them have their preconceived notions about a lot of things they’ve never decided to investigate, in addition to having your “typical” African American “Jesus-Jesus” characteristics. I’m hella nervous about what may happen in the future.

- I’m starting to feel like the “black sheep” in my family. Whenever I go home or talk to my family members on the phone, I feel like I have to dumb myself down, for the lack of a better phrase. The experience and knowledge that I’ve received while studying here, in college, has definitely forced me to re-evaluate my life. When compared to the people in my house I feel like: I’m more willing to critically think about things, be open to new ideas, to be more exploratory in all facets of my life, to acknowledge and accept ideas that differ from my own, and to be less inclined to pass judgment on other people. I don’t feel completely comfortable in my home, anymore, and I feel like people think I’m trying to be a smartass.