Could It Be I Stayed Away Too Long.....

Ugh....well I made it thru my first semester of law school ---- PRAISE GOD ---- and still have all my hair & health. I could talk about school, but that would be no fun, and who needs to vent about class when you're on vacation???

A. STALKERS & NEW LOCKS
Yes, I had a stalker this semester. My impeccable taste in men has left me still single with a new set of locks on my front door. When a man compliments your intelligence & talks about the role of women being to "cook, clean, and fuck" (excuse my language - this is a direct quote from my stalker) at your man's whim (and "suck his dick when it gets to that time of the month") -- RUN! Because, as it turns out, that is really what he thinks. Subtle hints about ironing his shirts or washing dishes I didn't eat off of, or staying at his apartment to be there with dinner ready when he got out of class was only the appetizer. It then escalated from "joking" to being serious requests and me getting carried across the room to keep me from leaving. During a bathroom break of his I gathered my books and bolted - never looking back. Needless to say, this was not the end - during Iron Bowl Weekend I had to get my locks changed because the bastard had made a copy of my key and come into my apartment while I was gone. Apparently I left the TV on and my car was in the parking lot, which made him think I was home & ignoring his knocks at the door so he came in. So, in 2008 I learned - maybe my taste in men needs a little help after all and just because they're intelligent & sweet in the beginning doesn't mean thats who they really are...

B. THE NONSENSICAL THINGS PEOPLE SAY
So this year I also had an associate confide in another associate that they didn't like really like me, but didn't really dislike me. That for the past 4 years we hung out & did tons of stuff together because we HAD to, and now that we've all graduated that obligation has been filled & we don't have to like each other anymore....even though we're both great people...and that our personalities don't compliment each other - even though we've been 'friends' the last 4 years...

I don't understand but if you do, be a sweetheart & explain it to me...

C. WHY I NAMED THIS BLOG WHAT I DID
Cotton Candy On A Rainy Day ---- you know, I feel like this is a perfect explanation of my life. My life is EXACTLY like cotton candy on a rainy day. It gets wet, and dissolves, and runs all over the place, and is just so sticky you can't figure out what the hell to do with it........but its still so damn sweet - you end up enjoying it anyway, even if its a total mess...

But for those who enjoy something a little more profound...enjoy Nikki Giovanni's Poem

Cotton Candy On A Rainy Day

Don't look now

I'm fading away

Into the gray of my mornings

Or the blues of every night

Is it that my nails keep breaking

Or maybe the corn

on my second little piggy

Things keep popping out

on my face or of my life

It seems no matter how

I try I become more difficult

to hold

I am not an easy woman to want
They have asked the psychiatrists . . . psychologists . . .

politicians and social workers

What this decade will be

known for

There is no doubt . . . it is

loneliness.

Can You Really Get Dumped By Someone You're Not With?!?!

So in the wake of me reading non-stop for class these days I was supposed to be kicking it with this guy I knew. Now, we've known each other our whole lives and he's had a crush on me since we were like 6! So things started up this spring and were fine...we talked very little while I was gone over the summer. But I come home and find out I'm supposedly his girlfriend! Umm...don't you have to AGREE to be someone's girlfriend?? I mean...you don't just get assigned to a relationship last time I checked. So this Friday night we talk on the phone and he's all about how he really cares about me, loves me, is going to be a better guy, blah blah blah and we're going to spend more time together. And all of that is cool...who doesn't need a little TLC? Especially when your life revolves around studying and has limited social time.

But the kicker is that he calls me back later in the day (which would be saturday cause the first conversation was at like 6am after he got in from a party and home from the hospital - there was a fight and one of his frat brothers had to go get checked out) wait.......it wasn't a phone call....it was a long ass text message that reads:

"I've been doing some real thinking babe...its a lot goin on in my life right now and it not far to me or whateva relationship we have to continue to try and balance the too...I'm sorry for leading you or what not but its just some stuff I have to work out with me and old feelings I need to address, so I just want to be friends at the most now and maybe later this opportunity will present its selve again...But if not god bless..."

A. What the fuck?!?! What changed between 6am and 5pm?? And why couldn't you have just told me all this earlier.

B. Can you really get dumped by someone if they're not your boyfriend? I mean, how does that work?

C. Please note all the incorrect grammar and spelling in the message. I guess its anal, but he is in college.

D. How is it that him having to balance different aspects of his life is unfair to HIM? I mean, don't we all have to do that? And wouldn't him not having enough free time for me be unfair to ME?

E. Just so you know, when he says there's a lot going on in his life he means: he's distraught that he actually has to go to class now, is broke because he's too lazy to go look for a job, is sad that he doesn't have money to put gas in his car but managed to buy a new pair of Jordans this week ($120 at least), and how could he possibly balance anything else into his life when he has to manage to kick it with his bruhs (frat brothers) a minimum of 7 days a week and 6 hours a day.

F. Why add the God Bless? Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Needless to say...I was kind of hurt and confused at first...but then I was just PISSED! Why would this make sense? So my response was simple...

"Thank you for calling...oh wait, thanks for texting me what you could've told me hours ago on the phone...kiss my ass..."

Oh the Memories...

Sooo....this weekend was fun filled and tear ridden....most of my girls graduated in May and 2 more graduated this past weekend...it was fun and sad all at once...

THURSDAY : HAPPY HOUR AT THE MEXICAN BAR & DOWNTOWN BAR HOPPING

So Superstar got in on Thursday and we did what we always do when we get together - shop and get a pedicure! It was fun to sit and laugh and get updated by the rest of the Girls on life's happenings. As much as I enjoyed being in "the loop" being a little out of it makes me feel grown up. At least now I can be detached from all the drama and etc. and still get a good laugh. So once we finally finished up at the nail shop we meet Color Struck, A Poor Black Girl From Mississippi, Glamor Girl, and Dance Girl at the Mexican Bar on the Strip for food (obviously Mexican) and MARGARITAS!! Now, this place clearly uses Jose Cuervo liberally in these drinks, so by the second one we were all quite jovial. And then the ABC boys (alcohol authority for those not from my state) came in the check IDs. Praise Moses we're all of age (cause lord knows we did much of our underage drinking there) but flirting with the ABC boys was unnecessary. We invited them to have a drink and everything. They all turned red as an apple and left without so much as saying goodnight. We were however, able to get some drunk guys clad in camo, boots, wranglers, and tees to pay for us. Hunter (my donor) is going to be my new boyfriend so I can use my graduate degree in progress to help him with the construction/contracting company he's going to inherit from pops when he graduates next may. We took lots of pictures and went downtown to more bars. But we're all getting old so we had to call it a night early...

FRIDAY: LUNCH AT HOKKAIDO, DINNER AT RED LOBSTER, PICTURES, & MORE BARS

Being back home made me remember one thing that wasn't so important in the Big City this summer --- HEELS!! Getting dressed to even just go to lunch with The Girls meant pulling out a pair of stilettos from my closet full of neglected shoes. But oh how I LOVE shoes...its nearing an addiction...oh wait, that's not what I'm supposed to be talking about. Well lunch at our fav Japanese steak house was great. then we just sat around laughing and talking. Gracie made the cutest pictorial slide shows for all the grads so no one forgets all the memories we've had over the last few years. We laughed and all got teary eyed and then went to Red Lobster for dinner and....MORE DRINKS! So Red Lobster has this huge drink called a Lobsterita that BFF HAD to have, and she was quite buzzed before we even got the bread!! It was great...except that Undercover ended up being our server and it was a little bit weird. But tequila + wine = unending happiness so all was well. After the restaurant we went home and got dressed (yes, we change clothes 50 times a day) to go downtown again. We went to this little bar and enjoyed double shots and sex on the beach and I met a cute guy who's about to graduate from my program and offered his outlines and books (which very well may save my life and wallet in the coming months). We had fun but again since most of us have graduated or were about to and are used to getting up early for work...around 1am we were all getting s-l-e-e-p-y. So I gave my new Tutor my number and we went h-o-m-e. Besides, it would totally suck to oversleep and be late to graduation ---especially for the 2 actually graduating!


SATURDAY : GRADUATION, LUNCH AT O'CHARLEYS, LEFT-OVERS, & PARTY CRASHING

So clearly we operate on PG time....that is - Pretty Girl time. As in, it takes us FOREVER to get everyone dressed and ready b/c we all have to find and put on a cute dress, the right shoes, make-up, jewelry, perfume, and do it using 3 apartments between 20 women...yea...we got to graduation about 9:10am instead of 9. But 10 minutes is EXTREMELY good for us as far as time goes. We took TONS of pics, sang, cried, and went out to eat again after graduation (I'm surprised we all didn't gain 30lbs). Then we had a break for a nap and shopping. We finally ate some restaurant left overs for dinner after shopping instead of going out again - but more so so we'd have enough time to get dressed for the party. NBA player Robert Horry (silent 'H') had a party for his wife (cause she just got her master's) and we sort of crashed the party.

We were told we were all put on the list and were more than welcome to come, but I don't think they exactly expected so many of us to be there. So we all come decked out in club gear (Read: short dresses, stilettos, shorts, fitted attire, cleavage, and curves) and realize we're all probably 10 years younger than everyone else in attendance. But you make the best of it. We went to the bar, got lots of white wine and hit the dance floor. We clearly made her party the best party ever --- unfortunately we had no idea who his wife was until the end of the party. But she was nice and took lots of pictures with us and made us feel welcome (which was nice cause if anyone had crashed OUR party like that we probably would've acted an ass). But we behaved by NOT flirting with any of the men or being obnoxious (at least i think so). So after we drank lots of wine and danced for all the old people we went to....you guessed it....another party with more drinks! We went to this mansion downtown for a graduation party (actually hosted by a guy we know who is our age!) and I ran into my new Tutor! Unfortunately, he felt the need to cling a little too close and remind me he was going to take care of me over the next 3 years --- did I just get a new fiance??? But he did like my new dress!! (shout out to Express) Open bar + us = fun fun fun. One of my friends may have been hallucinating when we left though....Then we went to the Que house for a brief set --- and one of my friends went missing and we had to call it a night around 4 to go find her (long story)...

SUNDAY : WE FINALLY SLEEP AND TEARY GOODBYES

We slept in late (we had planned on going to church but that doesn't really work if you don't wake up until 11), ate a little bit, and saw all our travelers off. I don't even like to cry in front of people but I swear we were all sobbing....this was the last time we'd all be together like this for a long time....but stay tuned b/c we're planning a May reunion trip to VEGAS!!!!! And we always get into the best trouble when we travel.... ;-)

Weekend theme song: I'll be lovin you long time by Mariah Carey

Cable is Slaying My Moolah

Yes, I do indeed mean what the title says...cable is slaying my already limited funds. I have been "ballin' on a budget" for some time now but these new bills are taking the "ballin'" completely out. Now I'm just "On a Budget"...

Comcast is ridiculous, I can't get basic cable because it only comes with like 10 channels...local stations and the weather channel. WTF!?!?!? So I have to get the Digital Starter just to have CNN, USA, A&E, C-SPAN, etc. Unfortunately that package (which is the next cheapest package) is $30/mo. for 6 months and then it goes up to $50/mo. DO I EVEN WATCH THAT MUCH TV?!?!?! I guess we'll see...

What really pisses me off is that tomorrow when they come "install" the damn cable I have to pay $70 upfront. Why is there a $40 installation fee if the apartment is pre-wired for cable??? and they told me NO when I asked if I could just come pick up the box and set it up myself. Somebody needs to come destroy the comcast monopoly over CollegeTown...before my bank account gets destroyed....

Well...here goes nothing...

Well I promised my Teddy Bear I'd start my blog today (yea...I've been saying it for at least a month now) and so here goes nothing...

I just moved back to college town Saturday and am highly excited to be living on my own. I love my fam but after a little while they start to drive me insane. Being the only daughter and nearly the only female cousin means I have about 60 dads/big brothers and I am perpetually treated like a 10 year old. (I'm sure 10 is an exaggeration...maybe 14). My apartment is CUTE CUTE CUTE and the perfect size cause I don't have money to pay utility bills for a big ass place. (excuse my varied english)

So...my life is continually crazy...and I swear I'm normal - I just tend to attract the wackiest men on God's green Earth (fortunately no psychos). Last night my friend Undercover comes to visit because he "needs to talk". Now, I really try to be a good friend - I got out of my nice, relaxing bubble bath (with a glass of wine) to talk to him. This fool comes over talking about he doesn't know what to expect from me, that he's looking for someone to settle down with and he thinks we need to set boundaries for our friendship because he "knows" there's an attraction there. Now, I am not attracted to him in the least and we've been friends for like 3 years so I was ready to choke on my wine (from stifling laughter). I mean, I've been in town for all of 3 days!!!!! Randomness at its finest. I try to be polite and tell him we're clearly not on the same page and if he feels uncomfortable around me then we should just back off a little bit and try not to interact as much until he felt comfortable again. He tells me, he's been thinking about this for the past TWO MONTHS!! Now, I've been in Washington, D.C. for the past 2 months and we talked all of 5 times total. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!?

Needless to say I had to partake in a second glass of wine and sit in bed pondering how I gave him the impression I had a secret crush on him from thousands of miles away.

But I was nice enough to let him borrow one of my books (The DaVinci Code)....oh shit, that means he'll have to come back over to give it back --- he got me...