Thank You For Coming, Trey..

Leaving in 16 days.

How I feel about last night

Last night. Last night. Last night. Hol'up. Let me get to that.

I've come to realize that my life is based largely on coincidence. The right things just seem to happen to me because I'm in the right place in the right time. For example, I won freshmen-class president by 4 votes, and that was largely because I happened to have a bag full of candy on me during lunch (voting time) from a fundraiser. I got my job because one of my mom's offenders happened to work at my job before I did, and Omar (owner) told her he's always looking for good people to hire. This entire summer has been one giant coincidence after another. I've developed plenty of relationships this summer (platonic and otherwise) purely because I was in the right place in the right time.

Let me be a little more direct. Near the beginning of the summer, Chino really hurt me by kissing my ex. In turn, I coincidentally saw his ex-boo/Guy-he-was-somewhat-obsessed-with at the club and we danced, starting a whirlwhind of emotions down the road. As I confessed my feelings for Chino, he didn't take me seriously, and though he has dude and he's "happy", I still can't shake the feeling of something not being right. So how ironic is it that the guy he spent 3/4 of the summer chasing, confessed his feelings for me last night?

Let me back up. So the Greek God invited me to his house rave last night. I went, of course. I'm royalty, so I can't ignore the summons of a mythological entity. I arrived and brought some sodas and chips because...well, I don't drink. Da kid was lookin mad fresh in my little neon ensemble. I walked in said hey, but I walked back out lol, I was soo nervous. Josh and this attractive skinny nigga named Kenny ( with sexy tats) left somewhere (not my type tho). I won't say where or what for, because..well yeah hahaha. Anyway, I went back in and I recognized the Pretty-Fly-For-A-White-Guy that I saw at Zeeleekah. I took him and some lesbians to TBL because it was his birthday and he wanted to dance. I spent about 15 min with him, and in those minutes, I didn't sense the same aspect of masculinity that attracted me at the club that one night. Anyway, It was my first time meeting a few of them and they were dope as hell. Marky Mark and his sister Michelle were bomb af. I love the energy and vibes they give off. There was another kid named Victor who seemed really into Josh...that's the only person he really danced with. I sense something weird about him, Something very familiar as if I've met him in times long past when I wasn't such a real ass nigga. Kenny seemed cool but there is an air of mystery about him.I feel something kinda thuggish about him, I like it. Hopefully I can get to know him better (not like that). You guys know how I feel about long hair.

BTW, I call **** the Greek God because of his aura. In mythology, Gods tend to be so powerful adn commanding that you could not lay your eyes on them in their true forms, hence why they typically take human forms.One can just feel their presence. That is how I felt about him when I first got to know him, and even when I first came in contact with him that fateful night in February. But after last night, I see him..as normal. I don't feel so nervous being around him,although his smile is killer.

As for the party itself, live af. Dude my shirt came off. My shirt never comes off due to my extreme self-consciousness. I danced. I was really feeling myself. And I was feeling everyone else too ;) I'll just say, I left with dry lips and somewhat of a cotton mouth. I've never been turned on by dancing with someone, yet I was last night. I won't say who, but aye, that person probably knows. I sensed that there were some underlying issues simmering in the room but I ignored it because I was just trying to have fun..*starts twerking*

Okay to the juicy part. Before the party got started, I stood in the kitchen and I felt a figure come up behind me. To my surprise, its Spongebob. (I've mentioned him in many of my recent blogs, but I've used his real name) It was awkward at first but we start talking about thing sthat have happened recently. He admitted having feelings for me and later on told me how he wanted to be with me, though I didn't take him seriously because he wasn't himself. Could I imagine myself with him? Yes. Is it realistic? Nope. Right guy, wrong timing. I don't think Justin realizes how close Spongebob and I are. In his mind, he is the ultimate enemy. But me? I think SB is misunderstood. He is looking for the validation that comes from being loved truly. I believe that he means no intentional harm. I actually think he's a sweetheart and he told me a few things that make me see him differently, things I refuse to put on this blog.

I'll end my post with this. Last night was a huge confidence boost. I'm a good catch, a GREAT catch. I'm smart (so I've been told), headstrong, compassionate, and according to Greek God, "cute and I know it".Life is too short. Life your muthafuckin life. Be a bad bitch and live your life!!!