Shit Happens

October 17th, Wednesday... I attended my college's homecoming this past weekend and I have to say that I had a good time. Of course I saw all the usual suspects and they told the same lies they told last year but... All in all, it was cool to be there. Some people got fatter, some were drunker, and some were just plain boring.
My problem with attending stuff like that is I cannot remember anyone's name. I have forgotten so much about college, I think I have College Alztheimers! I look at people with a blank stare on my face until they say something or just flat out say their name in order for me to get it. Of course I am embarrassed but, when I think about it, some people were just plain dull when we were in school.
I always saw college as a place where you needed to stand out without the use of a fraternity or sorority, or social club. Who the hell are you? I did not want to share my name with anyone or anything that would take away my shine. I was loud, obvious and crazy when I was in college. I dared to do stuff others shunned away from. I liked being out there!
The problem with that is now that we are in real time, I am labeled as a loon! I had no girlfriend, I did not marry my college sweetheart, and I have no children to show. Yeah, college was great... Back then! Now I am someone they remember as the guy who had no problem using the women's bathroom when all the stalls were full! Go figure...

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

September 20th, Tuesday... I attended my alma matta's homecoming this past weekend and I had a half ass time. I should have been excited to see the people I went to college with but I saw them last year and the year before that and the year before that, ad nauseam. They are a year older (as am I), they look tired (as I feel), and they are still telling lies (as I did!).
The routine was the same... I walked around the campus w/ a group of guys I hung out w/ in college. We laughed, we ate, we reminisced, and we talked about people. We talked about the young ones, who we thought did not have a clue about how to manage college like we did, back in the day. In retrospect, who gives a shit if they don't do it like we did? Why would they have to? Actually, homecoming is intended for the alumni to come back and see how things have changed but the events seem to cater for the present students so I'm thinking, "...why even go back every year?" There is no real getting together w/ them. The fraternities and sororities cook, eat, and dance on their plot of land. Everyone else walks around like a bunch of well dressed transients... There's music, loud talking, drinking (under the disguise of some popular drink container), men watching ass shake in skin tight pants and women wondering what the hell they are looking at?
Did I have fun? Not really. Am I glad I went? Yeah, pretty much... I always say I am not going to go but I usually do attend. Will I go next year? I'll say that I'm not but I probably will. How long will I keep up this charade? Hell if I know...