4) Door incident with VB

VB and I have never discussed this event and her memory of what happened probably differs from mine. Whatever the fact may be, this incident is one of the most memorable and impactful events from college. It began friendships with two of my closest friends from college. They heard about what happened and thought I was a major B. One told me she had to meet me after hearing about what happened.

The hate to love relationship of VB and me began one fall evening in 2005 when CI was practicing her Ngambika steps. I had quit Ngambika at least a week before because none of the step mistress could remember my name (it was like I was invisible) and when I brought it to their attention one decided to pay special attention to me at the next practice. That was all good until she cursed at me. Unkindred Hart doesn't like to be disrespected. I can only take so much before I say forget it. I left that practice never to return. Anyhow, a few weeks later CI was in our dorm room practicing and I was helping her while our friend RB enjoyed a PB&J sandwich. There was a knock at the door and it was VB and JW. All I remember is VB walking in having small talk with CI (ignoring RB and me) then saying "We don't do steps in front of non-steppers!" For some reason that set me off. She was on her way out the door and I figured I would help her. As soon as VB and JW were out of the door I closed it for them (I think one of them was starting to say something to CI) and told my roommate that VB was not invited in our room ever again. I was upset that she came in our room and did not acknowledge RB nor I (I could be wrong about this) THEN had the nerve to say that my roommate was not allowed to do steps in front of us "non steppers". Throughout Freshman year we had a couple more disagreements between us but by senior year we had become good friends.

3) Night of bowling with WP, JR, & MSW

Great night! I don't remember how it began but some how I got the three of them to go bowling with me. We didn't leave until midnight and ended up going to Metro Lanes on Metropolitan Parkway. The bowling alley was set up like a club but since 3/4 of us were under 21 we had to bowl on the uncool side. The adult side had a red rope and everything! After leaving there we went to Waffle House on Peachtree and it took FOREVER to get our food. By the time we headed back home it was almost six am and the sun was rising. I suggested that we go to church but it wouldn't have been a good look since I was a scantly dress DD that smelled like alcohol (MSW somehow manage to spill some down my arm in the car and then tried to lick it up) with three inebriated friends. So we went home and feel asleep.

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6) MARTA trips with WP

MARTA is the cheapest way to get around Atlanta if you don't have a car. Neither WP nor I had a vehicle all four years of college but we didn't let that stop of from going on adventures. We had friends with vehicles but taking MARTA usually added something extra to the trip. Our adventures included a trip to a Caribbean festival and MondoHomo in one day, Stonecrest Mall in the Snow (with open toe shoes on), a viewing of Footloose at Screen on the Green, Target @ Lenox, Shower to Shower powder man on the train car, plus many more. It was always a good time on MARTA when I was with WP.

5) Street Birthday Party for Stanley

There was no street permit, plenty of mini bottles, a cake made in the shape of a naked woman inside a tent and I almost got my butt beat by Stanley's girlfriend because her daughter thought it was alright to put her knees on my toes. I can't wait for Stanley's next party. I hope JR's folks will let us get at least a bite of meat.

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8) Okie Doke with some sorority girls

I'm not sure if I should tell this story but oh well. I was interested in joining a certain sorority for stemmed from having positive relationships with members in my hometown that I admired, wanting to get involved on campus, meeting new people, building bonds with other females, etc. However the process of showing interest was a bit ridiculous at times and I didn't always cooperate plus according to some nobody knew me. One time I didn't cooperate involved two of members trying to set me up to see if I would speak so (I assume) they could ignore me. I caught on to the set up and pulled an okie doke of my own by walking directly behind the girl as she walked one step per minute with a hood on her head (I said it was ridiculous) then veered into my building for class. I canceled volunteering with them that afternoon because I wasn't putting my self in a situation to be interrogated or disrespected. Later that evening another member asked me if I was suppose to go, I said yes but I called and canceled, then continued with my comments about the NAACP event we were attending. I believe that ended my chances (if I had any at all) of becoming a member of that group on campus.

7) Talking my freshman roommate to sleep

Boy oh boy, my freshman roommate was/is a hoot! We talked about everything. I was afraid at one point that her Nigerian father would hate me for corrupting his oldest child. CI and I would stay up until early in the morning talking about any and everything. She is a very sociable person and would be gone for the majority of the day. While I was a homebody and only left the room for class, meals, and community service. We would catch up with each other at night once we got in the bed. I would lay facing the ceiling talking to her and I would know the conversation was over when she didn't respond. I talked her to sleep at least twice a week!

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I know it has been a while. A lot has happened since September but I won't go over all of that right now. Instead I want to share a list I wrote down a while ago about my top ten memories from Emory. Some of them are kind of long so I will post one or two a day to break it up. They are in no particular order.

10) Volunteer Emory


Volunteer Emory was the one thing that made me feel like a member of the Emory community. When I first came to campus I was ecstatic about getting involved in the Black Student Alliance but that turned out to be a big let down. I wasn't the most social person (still not) but for some reason I went on a community service event with a sorority (I think it was the opportunity to do some service). I had a great time at I.M.A.G.E and wanted to come more often. Unfortunately the group I went with didn'tvisit as often as I wanted but another group, Volunteer Emory, came weekly. VE (as we called it) means a lot to me. It got me involved on and off campus, build relationships with students and faculty, and so much more.


9) J-setting with WP

For those who really know me and have seen me in my element, they know I LOVE to shake my barely there booty (and am good at it too)! Uncle Luke, Too Short, any song that says shake that .... is my jam. My close friend WP and I would turn on some music and dance our hearts out like we were some UAPB Golden Girls or Southern Dancing Dolls (we even did the eight count set offs!). Those were some good workouts.