#AugustWritingChallenge - August - Day 12

For the last fifteen years August has meant one thing... back to school. Several trips to clothing stores, shoe stores, hair salons, filled my days. My mother would spend hours in Target and Walmart buying me notebooks, folders, pens, and planners.

For the first time that I can remember I am not going back to school in a few weeks. I'm not sure what to do with myself. I thought I would enjoy the nights without papers and homework but actually I'm just bored. I'm not even sure who I am outside of my academic life. It's just a shocker to my system and I'm not happy about it.

It just makes it worse that I haven't quite figured out what I want to do with my life yet. So there isn't much for me to look forward. Yesterday, the class of 2016 moved into freshman dorms... 2016... really. I feel old as dirt itself. My plan over the next few months is to develop a plan and attempt to restructure my new life. Although, as of now, that feat seems impossible.

It seems like just yesterday I was a freshman at Howard. Now, I'm an alumna.  #Icant

My brother, sister, and I in Bethune Annex freshman year,
an hour before the pinning ceremony.