So, I’ve had plenty of time to think since yesterday, as it relates to that sweet letter that I got in the mail from Ray. I’m no longer listening to Deborah Cox—now I’ve moved on to a hit from one Miss Tamia. I think the lyrics are: I really like what you’ve done to me. I can’t explain it, but I’m so into you.”
I realize that it’s not etched in stone anywhere that Ray and I are meant to be together. I understand that a lot can happen between now and the time I graduate (I feel like I’ve given this speech before), but I am really falling for Ray. I don’t know if it’s his shy charm, or his cute corniness—and then too, it could be all of the above. However, I particularly like how he actually pays attention to me and makes time for think about me, even though we’re in two different time zones.
And then we have Richard Cornelius.
Now, I realize that I haven’t said much about the self-proclaimed “Rich-Dawg” ever since I went out with him a couple of weeks ago, but truth be told: I look at him more as a friend. And besides, I’m too caught up in my studies and my goals to try and start a campus romance. Call me old-fashioned… but then again, I was raised in an ol’ skool environment. The only exceptions were my mom and my Auntie Cherri—they found their respective soulmates in college and have been married to them ever since. Could a third time be a charm?
I must say that I am really touched and flattered that someone thinks of me as the “bee’s knees,” as was the saying back when my Gramma Jewel was growing up. I’m loving all of the attention, but I refuse to string any guy along, be it Ray, Richard, or any other fella who wants to holla at me.
I really, really need to talk to Mom, Auntie Cherri, and Gramma Jewel!
Until next time, peeps.
Hugs & Kisses,
Natasha
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