Notwithstanding my internship at Carter Elementary, there
is so much going on that I feel like I should be a newscaster on the KTLA
Morning News.
First and foremost, the countdown is officially on! We
are literally one week from celebrating my Gramma Jewel’s fourscore birthday.
That’s right, y’all—in exactly seven days, my Gramma Jewel will be eighty years
old! This past Saturday, my family and I had our last meeting, and we tied up any
and all loose ends in order to put together a great celebration for our beloved
matriarch. Now, I still can’t tell y’all
what we planned, for fear that even the tiniest bit of information may get back
to Gramma Jewel, but I can say that she will really love what we have in store
for her.
In other news, I got another email from “he who shall not
be named” yesterday evening, but I didn’t read it until I got home. He begins by saying that Rust College must be
keeping me pretty busy on account of he hadn’t heard from me in over a month. Just
for the record, I love that he still thinks I’m back at Rust—I want that
jackass to keep thinking that, too! My plan is working all too well, and that’s
a good thing, because I still won’t allow myself to contact him until I feel
damn good and ready. Now, check this out, y’all: He also decided to quote
Tyrese’s new song and say that he is ashamed of himself for doing me wrong...
and when I read that bullshit, I instantly holla’d. If he thinks that singing songs
from Tyrese is gonna win me back, then he really needs to go and come again.
Besides, my women’s intuition is still cuttin’ up sideways. Like I said a month
ago: I was smart enough to forgive him, but I am not stupid enough to trust
him. And yes, eventually I will make contact with him, but on my terms—and seeing
as how he still believes I’m at Rust, I’m gonna see to it that his ass waits
until mid-December.
Well, that’s all the news I have for this evening, but
until next time, y’all keep it here for the latest updates… hahahaha!
Smooches,
Natasha
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