An Autobiographical Account

I don’t usually do these, because they expose how stupid I can be

It’s my freshman year in college, my first week on the campus of Kentucky State University, and HBCU. I’m 18, freshly broken up with my high school sweet heart, and ready to experience whatever college life has to offer. Tweety and I had just unloaded the car into a dorm room, which I later found to be the wrong one. And, since Tweety was across town, I had to put my stuff back into the car by myself. Laboring to carry my E machine box to the car, I received an offer to help by a young man I will call Bailey, an encounter that would chang my college life. I accepted Bailey’s offer to help, and soon all of my things were back in the car. I thanked him and went away.
To my surprise, I ran into Bailey at a party the next evening. Bailiey was from a Northern city, in which they did a dance, I think called a “git” or something, of which I was quite unfamiliar. However, being a young woman of artistic appreciation, I was very impressed by Mr. Bailey’s moves. By the end of the night, I was slow dancing in his arms to Dru Hill. That night, he asked me for my number, and asked me to go out with him. That Friday, we went out (classes had not even started yet, and I was manifestly over the ex!)

That night, I put on an outfit my friend Jasmine had just given to me. It consisted of an off white mini with a matching top, and some brown sandals. Back then, my legs were a hot commodity—4 years of basketball, 1 of volleyball, 2 weeks of track, and a lot of walking had done me well.

I approached Mr. Bailey’s small ghetto car, and offered to drive. I don’t remember which of us drove. But I do know we went out to eat. That night, over dinner, we poured our life stories, and our hearts, out to one another. We found we had many commonalities, and that we had actually encountered one another a few years back at a church function in Louisville. He told me his life story, his abuses, his fears. We laughed we cried, and we kissed in the car….for a very long time. It was my first college kiss, and it was grand! We had each found the one, and it only took a couple of hours. After the kiss, Bailey expressed his undying love for me, and I began to shed a cry…..

All this in a 3 day period. A week later I was involved with another northerner.