waiting for my classmate to get online facebook so we can take our religion test together, just thought i’d say something. this post may be a little long, so feel free to bypass because it’s more for me to just put out there rather than people needing to read it. i have noticed lately within my surroundings a wave of people with amazing personalities, true individuality, and a sense of discretion about who they are because of their modesty. which is something i have always respected. but something i am seeing too much of are people who aren’t genuinely being themselves… or wait, maybe they are being themselves but their sense of individuality- what makes you, you.. has dwindled. it’s all these words, and trying to hip, and “swag” and all that nonsense that has just made people into urban robots. i just don’t get it. i want people to stop. i want people to embrace what is them. in my case, i guess being raised in a household that had it’s own culture stemming from Africa caused me to realize that i was different a long time ago. but even then, it took a trip to Africa to change me as a person. i don’t want to be a robot. there are things that i like- parts of this urban movement of music and clothing and with that i am fine. but it’s this over encompassed mentality that trying to live the life that you hear in music is the way to live. it isn’t. and that’s what bothers me. I’m hoda, and i know i am “lame”.. or whatever that may mean. i still watch cartoons on the daily, i have been blogging before it became cool (check my livejournal), i have always preferred staying in to going out, i am not shy, i love to talk, italian food will most likely be the death of me, i experiment with makeup (which is ironic because i used to hate it), i am a free spirit so much so that if it wasn’t for school being something i had to do for myself- i’d most likely be a hippy, i find a sense of comfort in silence but it can’t be awkward, i look to my faith for answers and solutions but i think people with blind faith are ignorant, i try not to judge, cheese makes the world a better place, i’m trying.. just trying. psychology major because it just makes the most sense, i want to travel the world… literally every continent, i’m most likely going to give birth to my children in Africa. My biggest fears are dying without seeing: God’s grace, True Love, and My own children. I cry if a movie/song/show/commercial has anything to do with my current life situation, but i would prefer a good laugh over anything. i’ve always liked my boys a certain way but i can’t really explain it. i love when i can make a personal connection with every person i meet- my kinda way to prove that God made us all. I just see the good in everyone and the world but turn my cheek to ignorance and naivety. maroon 5 touches my heart, and spoon is my favorite band. you’ll most likely see me rocking a bush nowadays because i am in a process called embracing. i am embracing who i am, and always have been.. and what better time to do than when i am a freshman in college. i just hope that my generation doesn’t kill the importance of this human connection and let’s go of all the vanity and value in the karmic material that all of this shit is anyways. and i cuss (working progress).