Sunday, June 05, 2005

I just can't shake him

Early Morning

First off... why am I up right now. It's 9:08 and the last time I saw on the clock before I closed my eyes was 4:43. My body is playing cruel and unusual tricks on me. Yes, I wanted to get up early this morning. Need to try to right my wrong. I lost my homegirl's Costco card and now her mom needs and I've never gotten up the nerve to tell her that I lost it. Whats BabyGirl gonna do? Well, of course, I'm gonna take myself down to Costco, sign up for a membership that I'm not going to use and give it to her mom so she can shop this week. The things I get myself into.

Saturdays are Real Interesting

So yesterday I had a full day. Melanie and Jen's bridal shower finally came. Of course not everything went as planned. The majority of folk were late so Melanie rolled in and the surprise was in the decorations! She was excited though. I love her enthusiasm when it comes to hanging out with sorors. We knew it would be no thing to get her to come out. She loves Soror Nites Out! Meredith couldn't go pick up the cake because some trifling negro broke into her car. What's worse is she rolled up on the car while he was still in it. His dumb ass didn't get the opportunity to steal anything but did bash her window and cause her to spend $110 she wasn't planning to spend. Just looked through her pictures and CD's and ruined her day. I love my people but sometimes they act real niggerish. But on the upswing the girls loved their gifts even though everybody was wondering where the strippers were!

I stayed at Meka's house until after 1am knowing I was still trying to make an appearance at Pink Ice. And an appearance I made indeed. I get there at like 2:30 and somebody made some smart remark about being late than never. Man it's called I pre-purchased my ticket and wanted to shake my ass. I could've just stayed home. It's not like I didn't more than enough socialization for one night at Meka's. But I roll through the party looking for my people and who do I run into? The Que. That's how he will be referred to because I don't want to lend anymore credence to my inner feelings than I should. The amazing thing is that he was dancing. He never dances. Instead of finding my people which I did get chided for later, I danced with the Que for what seemed like at least a half hour. And they caught me and made fun of me the whole time! It felt good to see him but sucked at the same time. I will always wonder what could've been with him. Luckily for me, or maybe not, he's supposed to moving upstate in the middle of summer. So I won't have to run into him all over the city, dancing and flirting knowing full well nothing is going to happen. I blame myself, that a year later, nothing has ever popped off between us. But you know what, it is what it is. It's all about forward movement. I live and I learn. I gotta stop letting my mouth get me in trouble.