Tuesday, September 21, 2010

I Will Walk the Line

"Whether you're high or low, you've got to tip on the tightrope …"


I have been grappling for the last few days over what concentration I want to take and what direction I ultimately want to take in my career. I finally decided on the Community and Economic Development concentration, because it has many topics that are of interest to me, and I think it would be good preparation for either law or (more) grad school.

I have this horrible issue of being LATE to class, which I'm sure is very noticeable when you are one of two persons of color in a lecture of 70. I'm really going to work on that. One of my goals while I'm here is to be a "superstudent." I wasn't one at Morehouse. I went to class and went home. I felt no inclination to interact with the majority of my Morehouse "brothers" for reasons I don't want to go into here. I'm going to step up my efforts and make school first.

My last two years of college I wasted a lot of time. I did not work on my in-person social skills, I let my daily emotional stability base from whether or not someone attractive sent me a message. I will say that I have chatted with a lot of stereotypical gay men, but also a few that seemed different and interesting enough to meet and/or date. I picked up the bad habit of having a short attention span in people, and brushing them off easily. No way to live. No life to grow from.

I think what I have learned up to this point, is that I have to really work on being emotionally calm, not getting too worked up every things that don't matter. If he doesn't message or text, it's not the end of the world, and it's not an indictment on my personality, looks, or self-worth

1 comment:

  1. Word, I feel u on that. I was never the traditional student. I had to work full-time, as well as attend school full-time, all while trying to hold down a scholarship. I had no time to socialize because once class was over, I was off to work. Any people that may have been interested in me, I didn't have time to entertain them. It's a blessing to be employed and all, but I often wish I had more time to enjoy my undergrad life a little bit more. Also, I was an exemplary, work-wise, but I was horrible with time management. I was either late for class or didn't show up for class. I had my fair share of zeros, and I had my close calls. It gets better, but it's all about determination. Hang in there.