School Daze
Tuesday, March 2, 2010 at 04:47PM I've been wrapped up! As in sw.eat, swe.at, sw.eat blo.od, swe.at blo.od, until you sw.eat blo.od...and tears. Gam.ma!
If ever there were a time in my life where I busted my ass it is in this year of the Tiger. How funny is that? LOL. Okay, maybe not to you, but I crack myself up. I, too, have many at my disposal. A variety to choose from. Except my jumpoffs are books, books, and more &^#$ books. The good news is they don't threaten to run to the media if I pick up the other. The bad news...they don't tell me how hot I am!
Midterms are done and because of my juggling skill, so far, the grades posted for 2 out 4 classes are... I don't want to brag, so I'll just say if you want me you can find me in the Ayyyyy!!! Whooo! I have NEVER been an A student!
*singing* You da, you da best. You da, you da best.*
Five more seconds of self congratulation allowed... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Back to programming.
So I realize being caught up in this school vortex that I don't have a social life! Yes, I squeezed in a drink with a writer's group about two weeks ago, and on the weekend I stopped in at a 2nd birthday party for my friends' son. But I mean a social life! A date. A cutie to link arms with and talk to. A hug. A smile when he calls.
This came to light because, last week this cutie in a car pulled up next to me. He said he wanted to take me out to dinner, and blah blah. My thoughts? I don't know this fool. He's in the car with his boy in the passenger seat talking over him. And no. As he drove off, I thought, He was cute! Had he gotten out, I may have considered it, but I take giving my number out very seriously. Besides he was talking to me across his boy and his boy looked shady as shit and...uh no. Then this guy at work that I don't find attractive started to look cute kinda aight to me yesterday and I couldn't understand why. I think it was the random compliments. Yeah. I'm easy! And he smelled nice. And this particular question was innocuous, though he was an inch too close and talking in a tone that is reserved for intimate moments.
I had to have a stern talk with myself. "No. No! You will not react to this fool after his previous offer to make pretty babies." She calmed. Kinda.
You're in my way, was what I said, as I moved past without touching him.
The music on the radio invites lascivious thought (I just wanted to say lascivious); TV? Thank God HGTV don't do romance! But thoughts of buying a home with my sweetie prevail. Food Network? I think about what looks good, what looks like a quick fix and what looks like dinner for two or family food.
I'm focused on school, I'm easy breezy. I believe in timing and God's will and waiting for the right someone. But the reminders of being touched and hugged and kissed and wanted and engaged in debate or deep conversation come from many directions, landing like darts in my psyche.
I tell you, boy. I am pockmarked!
I'm not depressed about being single. Not sad or any of the other things that could be said about SBW's. I'm not even in a rush.
I just know as I clear the blur of considerable text from my eyes I realize I'm looking forward to just meeting him.
Reader Comments (3)
I just had this conversation with a friend last night. Its not that I have a problem being single. I'm cool. I'm happy. I'm good. But the THOUGHTS about a "boo" are all over the place recently. And I finally realized just how long it had been since I had a "boo", lol. I've been all wrapped up in what I'm doing...I hadn't even noticed.
But man! Its been awhile, lol.
All in God's time, yessir.
Woo hoo! Congrats on your A's! Keep up the great work. I'm sure that he is out there and when you least expect it, you two will stumble upon one another.
Hey B.G....Caught you off guard too, huh? Stay aware now girlie. Once you put it out there... ;o)
TDJ...thank you! As far as 'he' who is out there...now I feel a little anticipation in me. Not thirstiness...lol...but anticipation of things to come.