So as you may or may not know, I am a graduating senior attending the most illustrious HBCU, Howard University. This past weekend was my last homecoming as an undergrad and I just knew I was gonna be lit lit lit. However, this weekend had a lot more in store for me than I could imagine. I learned a lot about myself and decided to sum it all up for you. I am a grandma and I cannot hang. So, here is a list of things that Howard University Homecoming 2017 taught me about myself:
- I am not down for the cause. After two days, I quickly realized I am not the turner upper I use to be. I don’t even drink anymore, so after being lit for Fashion Show, the after party, Yardfest and Step Show, I had to literally cancel the rest of Homecoming. I was in so much pain on Saturday, my body had completely given up. What feet? Cause I didn’t have any. I spent the whole Saturday drinking alkaline water and eating berries.
- I do not enjoy being around large groups of people. I heard it was something like 12,000 people attending homecoming this year? Do you know how tired I was after smiling and saying hai to everybody I knew and had ever seen before? Child, I was at Yardfest exhausted. How the hell am I suppose to protect my energy around 12,000 people? C’mon now. (Comment below if you got a tip.)
- I barely have fun drinking/partying. I stopped going out regularly a long time ago but definitely didn’t want to miss my last homecoming, so I hit a party – only one. Bad idea. Let me remind you that I don’t drink. So I was just walking around, sober watching drunk people do drunk stuff. It was pointless.
- I really love to chill. As I have been growing, I have subsequently been changing my habits and my lifestyle constantly. I am steadily evolving, attempting to reach higher consciousness. It no longer serves me to be in parties and drinking and turning up. It’s not me and I don’t feel good doing it.So after I canceled homecoming, I literally chilled with my friend for two days. Listened to audiobooks, was politicking and just chilllllling so hard. And I felt great, that’s me. That is who I am. Chill.
- I love alone time. I am an introvert! An outgoing, social introvert. I love love love being alone. I love spending time with people who are valuable to me and I love being around people that I love. I was never one for small talk, and everybody energy not good – that’s why big crowds make me uncomfortable.
It’s funny because I already knew most of this stuff about myself, yet I try to act like I am still who I use to be so people enjoy me, lol. Witnessing my introverted ways in action was necessary for me to stop pretending like that is still the place I’m in.
Don’t get me wrong, homecoming was lit and I had so much fun at Yardfest, and Rick Ross and Wale were there so that was cool. But, I just can’t hang with the big dogs. There you have it. I honestly would much rather be in nature with friends, vibing listening to Sade or Erykah. It’s so funny attempting to fit in and realizing why it’s so important to just to be yourself. Do what makes you happy, don’t care about what people say or think.
(Also, I definitely use to be a turn up, party girl so I am definitely not shading those type of people. Just sayin’ it ain’t me!)
Y’all be blessed.