So, here it is—my second day back at Rust, and check this
out: The sun is out, but it is freakin’ cold out here! It’s like I never left
Southern Cali… but then again, I got an email from my Cousin Calvin, and he
said that it’s pouring rain back home. Well, speaking as a Cali girl, I can
tell you that California needs all the rain they could get. As far as Holly
Springs goes, it’s gonna be nice and sunny, but we’re supposed to have a high
of at least forty-seven today… and it’s only 37 degrees as of this here blog
post! But then again, I’ve got all kinds of warm winter clothes with me—and
never mind the fact that I’ve got the heater blasting like crazy in my dorm
room.
Well, I’ve had some time to think about it, and after
conversing with my girls Ruby and Azalea last night, I gotta say that had made
a great point—I am a creative, calculating chick! Y’all know that I had to give
my girls the latest update on what has thus been known as “The Ray Incident,”
and of course, I didn’t leave out any detail. I told Ruby and Azalea how I gave
in and agreed to meet Ray, but only on my terms—I chose the place and the time,
and I was there a half hour early. Ruby and Azalea were looking at me as if I
was a movie screen… matter of fact, Ruby repeated numerous times that she
wished she was there to see me in action, and Azalea pointed out how it was
rather sly of me to ask Ray to meet me at the exact place where he can meet
“his replacement.”
“Yo ass knew exactly what you were doin’, Girl—you ain’t
slick!” Ruby declared.
Yes, I knew exactly what I was doing, and my plan worked all too well. At the
same time, though, I just couldn’t do to Ray what he did to me, especially
after knowing that he was two-timed far worse. Like I said in a recent blog
post: I guess I just have too much compassion in my heart… but then again,
Gramma Jewel always reminded me of the golden rule, and I just couldn’t find it
in my heart to rub it in his face. Believe me when I tell y’all—the thought was
there; it presented itself on more than one occasion, but in hindsight, I
killed Ray with kindness and forgiveness, and that is a reward in and of
itself.
Well, whaddaya know—this little Vipress is really growing
up!
Until next time, y’all take care.
Smooches,
Natasha
Smooches,
Natasha
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