Chasing Cars

It's the end of the first day of classes at Howard. I'm looking out my window at the majestic clock tower on Founder's Library thinking about how much I'm in love with it all. I'm akin to Drake in that I have a lust for life. There's so much to do and so much to see, learn, experience, etc. that I don't know where to start. So I'm like a dog chasing cars. I find one subject interesting so I follow it until I find another topic to follow, oh, but then there's another more interesting tangent and so on. Even though most things I get into don't quite go anywhere, the ones that do take me places that more than make up for it. Two great examples of this are my Army JROTC career and my arrival at the Mecca. I just tried JROTC because I had no clue what it was about and I was up for the adventure off the beaten path. I can't believe all of the stuff I got to do because of that class like repelling, flying in a helicopter, and visiting Army bases. I might go into more detail later, but now I'm skimming. The other more prominent chased car would be the whim that led me to apply for admission to the best damn university in the world. I applied to Howard because I'd heard the name before, but I didn't really have a grasp of it's magnanimity. This place has brought forth so many amazing African American leaders, writers, activists, teachers, and so on...After I got my acceptance letters from the schools, I hopped on youtube to catch a sneak peek into life at those colleges. One of the videos that helped me make my mind up about HU was:
This place is like a cute pair of shoes that I picked up and tried on on a whim. Then I found that they fit perfectly, were comfortable and came with $100 for a matching outfit. Now that I'm in this hot new outfit I feel like super woman. I'm invincible and I can't and won't let myself fail. This place is too great a blessing to waste. I've never wanted to try so hard. I can't wait to get used to the way things work so I can jump right in with student orgs. I'm too good at too much to let others suffer without the commodity that I am. No, I'm not cocky or arrogant. I am just confident in who I am, and what I aim to be. I might go off on a tangent every now and then but the knowledge I gain from taking the road less traveled and, at times, blazing my own trail makes every mistake worth while. After writing this, I feel that even though I hate the feeling of a dog chasing cars, I know that I am getting closer to my dreams. Love...