Dec 29, 2004 23:50
Before we headed to High on Rose last night, we (meaning me, Debi, Toni, and Brian) were at Common Grounds. Somehow, Brian came up with the idea that i was only 19. I corrected him and he said "oh, to be nineteen again..." i told him that i wouldn't be 19 again if you paid me. Debi agreed and Toni was quick to point out that she was giving birth when she was 19, so she wouldn't want to be 19 again, either. This morning, i was thinking about that and decided that if i could know then what i know now, that 19 wouldn't be so bad.
When i was 19, I had just started EKU. I began in January after taking a semester off since i've been in school since i was 3--i thought i deserved a break. I was deep into a clinical depression even though i put on a brave front. I was living in McGregor Hall in room 208. My cousin lived across the hall and to girls from Jamaica lived next door to her. Susan (the wild child) lived around the corner and we were all good friends. I went thru two roommates that whole year--Mandi and Danielle. I broke up with Jason after he brought moonshine with him to the in-dorm super bowl party....i thought he was such a fuckin redneck for that. i dated Nic carter for awhile, although i told no one he was half black and half white. I didn't care, but i had told one person from back home and that person made a comment about him that just didn't sit right with me. So i kept it to myself. my first semester's grades were alright, i reckon...i failed Geography because my professor was Japanese, spoke with a thick accent, and the room was warm...real hard to pay attention and no be sleepy. i got a 3.4.
the next semester i was dating Anthony. i'd live at school Sun night thru Fri afternoon. i'd go home to Stanton and party all weekend long. Of course, the weekend started on Thursday when anthony and all his friends came to Richmond. Our friend Teddy was in the police academy and all his buddies started drinking at 6 pm. We'd all get there at 7-ish and drink $2 pitchers at T-bomb's until 9 and then go to Silver Star and drink $1 Natty light and $1 shots until midnight. i don't remember most of that semester. over the summer, i had declared my major as Law Enforcement and Anthony tried to get all 'no woman of mine is gonna be a cop'...i made myself not his woman shortly thereafter. my gpa slipped to 3.18.
Maybe i wouldn't be 19 again. But i would do-over 20-27.....