Transition

This is not the first blog I’ve had–in fact, it’s the third.  I am determined to utilize this space. 

I am in the midst of ending a huge transition.  Actually, I know that things never stop changing–this was just major.  Formerly a student at The George Washington University in the District of Columbia, I’ve transferred to Winthrop in Rock Hill, South Carolina.  Each time that I think about what a drastic decision that was, I have mixed emotions. 

Last semester I learned alot about the woman I am (becoming).  The fact that I don’t know everything was a major realization on more than one occasion.  I am proud to say that I am becoming more secure in recognizing and asserting my personal standards–that’s exciting.  For a long time it was as if I had two personalities–the assertive, driven, highly intelligent woman and the insecure, passive girl who chose not to confront the things that made her uncomfortable. 

And here I am now, living alone, responsible for myself on a whole new level.  And its freeing–I know that I truly determine where I’m going and how I’ll get there.

Me SO Busy!

I should be writing a paper critiquing a poem by Rafael Juárez.  Or doing the reading for my Writing class.  Or finding sources for that same class’s next paper.  Or creating a proof for ‘Proposition 1′ written in the vernacular.  Or…you get the point?  There’s a neverending list of things to do!  I kinda like it this way, though, I always feel productive…or at the very least, not idle.

For the past few days the Black Man has been on my mind.  Its crazy because I’ve been taking a lot more interest in my relationships with two Black males in particular as of late.  I love them!  Analytical, humorous, non-threatening, tranquil…just good men.  I’m glad to know them. 

 I was reading on another blog today how it seems as though Black women have lost faith in Black men, and I have to agree.  But honestly, as a college student I know that my potential mates are not living up to the standard that has been set in my life.  So I have to ask myself?  Why do I even enterain the madness?

I want to develop an on campus minority mentoring program wherein upperclassmen adopt first years and basically introduce them to good social circles, show them how to network in the District and help them create that everso difficult balance between academia and life without supervision.  I’ve been talking about it for awhile, now its time to be about it…

 …right after I finish at least one of these papers!