Bourbon Street, New Orleans!

This weekend I had Cheer Competition at WSA in New Orleans, Louisiana. We won our 3rd national title in a row and will be competing at NCA next year.

Later that night, we hit Bourbon Street and it was a blast!!

I miss it already. This week I have midterms, 2 of which I’ve Aced already, and SWAC TOURNAMENT this weekend!! I’m so excited.

Have you been to Bourbon Street? What was your experience there?

P.S I still haven’t found my laptop, so I’ll be buying a new one as soon as I can!

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Wednesday

March Madness Day 4

So yesterday I lost my laptop. How in the world do I lose a whole freaking laptop!? I have no idea, but as a result more of my posts will be pictures until I find it or get a new one.

I hope everyone is having a productive week!

Top 3 Reasons I Hate The Black People At My University

March Madness Day 2

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Attending a Historically Black College University after growing up in the suburbs has definitely been quite a transition for me. I’m no longer outnumbered or the only brown girl in my class. I’m no longer the only person with kinky curly hair. I’m no longer the odd person out and most of all I’m accepted by those around me. Everyone here looks like me and I fit in. Don’t get me wrong, growing up in the suburbs and attending a 5A high school was a great experience at times, but a part of me that I’ve never known until now was always missing.

Internal Battle by Keturah Ariel

Internal Battle by Keturah Ariel

There were few people growing up, besides my family, who could relate to or understand my “black problems”. I couldn’t understand why I was “different” from the other girls. Why are they size 0’s and I’m a size 4? Why do I have curves while they are cute and petite? Why can’t my kinky curly fro flow straight down my back? I needed answers but I wasn’t going to find them in the suburbs. I had to get out. And yes, at the mere age of 13, I was having a Self Image/Identity/Confidence Crisis.

It wasn’t until my senior year of high school that I began to love the skin that I am in. Really! I realized that the people around me and the media don’t get to choose what MY image of beauty is. I will never look like the models on the covers of the magazines but that doesn’t make me any less beautiful. Chasing what I will never be isn’t worth losing my self, my confidence, or killing my self-esteem. I have to embrace the beautiful, kinky hair, brown, curvalicious, individual God made me to be. And to make that possible, I decided I would attend a Historically Black College.

But my experience here isn’t what I thought it would be at all and here are the Top 3 Reasons I Hate The Black People At My University:


#3 Treat You Like An Outcast

You would think life would be easier when you’re surrounded by people who are just like you. That every thing would come easier because you don’t have to try as hard. That’s not the case at all. You have to try 10x harder and every one is your competition. If you choose to be a failure then you don’t fit in.

#2 Attttttttitude!

The people at my university are all about business. And when I say business, I mean networking and connections. You can’t have a conversation with a person without them handing you a business card and asking for your contact information. Even when you politely refuse, you are made out to be the bad person. No isn’t taken lightly for an answer around here and when it is, it comes with some major attitude.

#1 NEVER On Time

People here are almost ALWAYS early. I can never get a seat in class. Contrary to the stereotype of “Colored People Time”, the people at my university are about business and play no games when it comes to their education. If you want a good spot in class, it’s best you get there AT LEAST 10 minutes in advance.


Regardless of all the “pet peeves” at my university, I love it at the same time. I learned to accept and embrace who and what I am. I will forever be brown with curls and curves.

Luke 10:27

Any pet peeves on your campus? Comment BELOW!

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March Madness Day 1

March Madness Day 1

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I just wanted to start my week off on a high note; I thank God every day for blessing me with my love who brings me so much joy. It’s easy to say this picture sums up about 75% of our relationship. All smiles, laughter, and joy. Most of all, I can be my complete self around him. Silliest Couple Award goes to us! lol. Happy Sunday everyone!

1 Corinthians 13:4-7

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