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February 17, 2004
Tempus Fugit
I guess that means I'm having fun. I can't believe we're 1/3 through the semester, and in a couple weeks it will be Spring Break. That's just insane. I'm not ready to be a college graduate yet, but it's creepinng up on me really fast.
On a side note, it's pretty interesting how my school celebrates Black History Month. Outside this room there are 2 black people and 2 white people bouncing around to some loud hip-hop music (which we all know is the most important cultural contribution by and most culturally representative aspect of African Americans) under a big Black History Month poster. Nowhere are there any facts about Martin Luther King, or George Washington Carver, Rosa Parks, or Langston Hughes. Nowhere is there a list of famous accomplishments made by blacks. Nothing educational, nothing factual. Just loud hip-hop music.
Anyway, back to the topic. There is so much that I want to accomplish and so little time to do it in. I still have a year of school left after this one, so it's not such a big deal, but I'm amazed that I got this far without even realizing it. Time just seems to move more quickly the longer you live. I wonder if senior citizens see life all in fast motion... Since fast motion always makes things look funny, the old equation of time flying equalling fun seems to ring true. Old people must be the happiest people on Earth.
...Reading over this post, it is clear to me that I didn't get enough sleep last night...
Posted by dminky at February 17, 2004 12:51 PM
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I think freshman year they had "traditional" african foods in the cafeteria such as watermelon and fried chicken for black history month. Or was that real? heh
Posted by: Dave at February 19, 2004 01:44 AM
That's right they did! Fried chicken, boiled okra and collard greens, with watermelon for dessert. I'm surprised the serving staff wasn't forced to wear blackface to go along with the theme. Of course, most of them were black already...
Mammy dun cooked us a fanciful meal that night, she did, yess'm.
Posted by: Matt at February 19, 2004 07:20 PM
Senior year goes like this. Throw out your calendar. You have 5 weeks. First semester is three weeks long; second (and last) semester is two. Remember that.
Posted by: Eric at February 23, 2004 11:54 PM