An Ode to MY Tuskegee University

My love affair with Tuskegee University began when I was eight years old when I visited the campus for the first time. The sound of the band the liveliness of the crowds enticed me as soon as I walked on the yard,  It was homecoming and I had come to visit my cousin who was half  way through her first semester at Tuskegee., Never realizing that I would one day be apart of this storied tradition.

It  was August of 2004 when I returned to the campus of Tuskegee University no longer a visitor but, as an incoming freshman. Before attending this historic university the main images I saw of HBCUs, other than visiting my cousins,  came from the Show "A Different World".  I was ALWAYS  fascinated with the  the characters of Ron Johnson and D'wayne Wayne.  Ron more so because of his carefree attitude towards life and D'wayne because of his intelligence and the fact that he was always in pursuit of Whitley Gilbert the Prettiest girl on campus ( Funny Right?) Even though Tuskegee University was not the fictitious "Hilliman College"  the experiences and the people who attend my university were far more interesting than a television sitcom. Tuskegee University help shape me not only into a man but a leader as well. The school afforded me the opportunity to be a campus leader, meet and cultivate relationships with  people from all over the country and gain an unparalleled amount of knowledge not only from the classroom but about life. At  college I met three of my closest friends in the world as well as situations that would be  proving grounds to my maturity.

I came to  Tuskegee University as the only child of a single mother but, I left with many brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers I cherish my Tuskegee experience  and the people who made this journey  possible. TU--- U KNOW!

Yes, I'm Talking Bout Bad Luck!

Hey guys remember my post at the beginning of the week where I was HAPPY and every thing was right with the World well, SCRATCH THAT ( Insert ominous clouds )  that feelings been turned upside down and it has left me with a bigger headache than Michele Bachmann's .Today has particularly been kinda, for lack of a better word, Crappy. To begin, catching the bus is already bad enough without having to trudge in 110 degree weather to the bus stop and through the METRO but, to go to a meeting that you have had scheduled for nearly a month and to have the person you're scheduled to meet with basically yank your chain is just "Fantastic" ( can you feel the sarcasm?).  After that ordeal I thought I would be able to relax by having an early dinner and a movie with a friend, last week it was a burgeoning love affair but today seemed more like a just friend lunch. I felt myself searching and pinning for the same type of connection as before but to no avail. Upon leaving  she bid farewell by embracing me with a church hug and a smile and I started my journey back home with this SAD Homeboy look on my face., (In My Tommy from Martin Voice) "DAMN DOG" . While sitting on the train I realized that i just sat in gum that some YOUNG URBAN YOUTH left before vacating the seat day which further confirmed that this day was not meant for me. But, even after all the events that transpired today all I could do was to think about another scripture Ecclesiastes 3:1--To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. and  Ecclesiastes 3:11 He hath made every thing beautiful in his time. What it all boils down to is that This TO Shall Pass and that my "Winning Season" is coming.  But for now I am going to listen to Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes "Bad Luck" and prepare for my season.