The tangy and sweet smell of Hawaiian barbeque pizza fills my apartment on a late Saturday night. As I bite into a fresh slice, one of my friends yell out “Passed go! Gimmie [sic] my $200!” I hand him two tan colored $100 bills all while my other friend laughs at a scene of a Tyler Perry movie.
Welcome to what I call, “my crazy weekend.”
This is my last year at FAMU and so far, I have not attended any house parties, went drinking with friends and have not even stepped inside a nightclub. Am I missing something?
To my parents, I’m not missing a thing. To a few outsiders, I have not gotten the full “college experience.”
I had high expectations as a fresh college student, thinking that since I moved out of my parents house, I would welcome the nightlife with open arms and embrace all it had to offer from green Heineken bottles to attending those events on those annoying car flyers. But something got in the way of my thinking. Principles.
Now that I’m out on my own, it’s funny that I don’t have the urge to do any of those things. But every now and then, from the outside looking in, I wonder.
Would it be so wrong to enjoy one night of clubbing? There have been so many times I’ve passed Chubby’s nightclub, only seeing that giant lit red sign and a sea of parked cars. But I’ve been taught that being among a certain crowd or environment isn’t healthy for my spiritual well being.
2 Corinthians 6:17 reads: Wherefore come out from among them, and be ye separate, saith the Lord, and touch not the unclean thing; and I will receive you.
I’m not trying to blatantly call nightclubs unclean but for any environment one attends for enjoyment, check the surroundings. Would it please God? Besides, attending church on Sunday with the same orange band around my wrist-or black X marked on the left hand for anyone under 21-from Saturday, isn’t a good look. That would be hypocrisy and that’s another column.
So, playing monopoly on a Saturday night while eating pizza with friends is not so bad. So when someone asks me “Aren’t you missing out?” I smile and respond with, “No, I just pass go.”