Kuzco wishes everyone an enjoyable winter break and if I never see you again, know that you will always be held dear to my heart.
Kuzco, my nickname, was the name of the much hated emperor on Disney’s “The Emperor’s New Groove.”
The Famuan staff gave me my nickname because, like Kuzco, the masses disliked me not too long ago. Some of you may recall an article I wrote earlier this semester titled “Good Woman Hard to Find at HBCUs.” Yea, I caught a lot of static for that piece, and Iwas deemed the frontrunner on FAMU’s most-hated list.
And people say we don’t read.
Women and men alike made it their duty to let me know how they felt; a few got out-of-hand, but that’s OK. Believe it or not I love you all. That is right, l-o-v-e.
Contrary to popular belief, men do love. I honestly can also say I dislike a handful of you. Perhaps this is the world’s largest hand, but I love you nonetheless. Some of you rub me the wrong way; like an aggravating cousin or a thieving sibling, but I still love you.
Where is the love, people?
I still don’t like the fact that I never stretched above 5 feet 8 inches, but I got over it just like you’ll get over your dislike of me. If you don’t like my 2006 opinions, then stay tuned for 2007.
Touchy-touchy, some topics are just controversial, and no matter what side of the fence you stand on there will be opposition. Straddling the fence won’t save you from debate when dealing with certain topics such as religion and evolution. So I expect to get hate mail in 2007, because I’m going to give it to you straight, or I’m not going to give it to you at all.
With truth comes my respect and with my respect comes a certain degree of love. There are those who seem rude and cutthroat because they speak out in the name of truth and aren’t afraid of hurting others’ feelings. I respect those who keep it real. How can one get upset at the truth?
Before you venture home for the holidays make it a point to clear any air between those you love. There is no guarantee that we will come back. If I win the Florida lottery over the break, before I go AWOL all of FAMU is getting a text message: “If you are getting this message you have been dismissed from your duties as my friend. God bless and farewell.”
Today marks the end of class for the fall semester of 2006. Is it me, or did the time just fly by? Personally, the flight could have been a bit faster. For those who are graduating and moving on to their next chapter, I wish you the best. Until 2007, farewell.
Siraaj Sabree is a junior newspaper journalism student from Miami. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.