ATTN: This gone be long…can’t help it. If I split it up into two postings I’mma forget something
Well, I’m back from my weekend in Suga aka Savannah.
I learn so much when I go home…

I think the best way to get through this is to do it by days, so here we go!

Friday:
We got there bout 2:30pm, picked up some Krispy Kreme Donughts * glaze = 1 part water, 1 part sugar, 2parts crack* then went and bothered my auntie at Armstrong University because our room wasn’t ready. It was a nice visit, we got to share with her about support groups. My lil cuz is going through some things but I’m glad we were able to share. Then we went and checked in at the Extended Stay America which is actually quite nice.
I got ready for my date and we went and checked in with the grandparents who’d just gotten back from a funeral. Oh and I was supa dupa cute, if I do say so!
So, to grandmothers house we go! My momma *shakin head* tole my grandparents I was going on a date! Jesus wept, rended his clothing AND covered His body in ashes! They asked some questions, I kept it really vague. The one question they asked though was “what’s his name baby?” I said “It’s blah blah”. You could literally SEE both of their mental rolodexs spinning wildly around trying to find any info associated with his name. Thank the lawd all they said was ” I wonder if he’s any relation to deacon so and so?” Ya see my innanet posse, my grandparents are well known in Suga and they know errybody! They hardly ever forget a name!
We departed there with grandma telling me to be careful and not to go “visiting” if he asks and to just stay watchful and alert! I lubb my grandma…she a trip! I dropped my momma off at the hotel and went to pick up B. *psst come closer* this is the low down. His license is suspended for driving w/o car insurance (he was on his way to get it when he was pulled over). Now, I’d tole my momma I wanted the car so I can have an escape vehicle. She was cool with that. I felt bad cause she was like, “now if he wants to park his car and ya’ll ride down riverstreet together, don’t let him get in my car, you don’t know him that well”. If only she knew! *ya’ll can back up now*
The date:
So I call him once I get back to his side of town, to find out exactly where he lives. *shakin head* He said he didn’t live in the ghetto, umm that was kinda ghetto to me! Anyway, I made it out his neighborhood without getting shanked! *wow, I feel bougie* He wound up living in the general vicinity of one of our cousin’s grandmothers. I ain’t gone lie, I was nervous but I like what I saw. He was a solid brown skin brotha with a great smile and wonderful dimples. We make it to the movies in one piece *dude was jokin bought my drivin…heck I’m from da A, I can drive!* We went to see Phat Girlz..it was aight. Then we left there and headed for Riverstreet..dat sucka was packed. We couldn’t find a parkin space so we headed for Tybee…they have a pier. *note to self* Neva wear pointy toe shoes with tiny heel on peir and realize that ocean mist will frizz up yo perfectly pressed natural hair* So we did some star gazing and watched some ships on the shoreline and watched some crazy people fish at NIGHT! I saw the north star and the little dipper for the first time in my life *don’t laugh..I live in da city* We chatted a little, he mostly joked on my shortness. I will admit, I wasn’t that chatty. Then we smooched and that is when the date turned bad… for me. *triple le sigh* I’m a fairly inexperienced girl and I let people know that. I told him I wasn’t up on the french kissing. I’m expecting to peck and whatnot…um no. I’m over here thinking “well hoover dam! You are not supposed to be trying to suck my face into your mouth and you are DEFINITELY not trying to make sure my tonsils are ok!” *shudders* Ya’ll, I got nauseous. I didn’t feel sparks or excitement, I actually had to stop myself from gagging. The sad part is, he was comfortable to lay on and I liked the way his arms felt around me but he had to go and ruin it by kissing me like he was drunk. Grrr. He of course knows nothing that I’m thinkin but I’ve already said my goodbye in my head! Long story somewhat short, we drive back to Suga, I take him by Krystal’s, I drop him off at home, he gives me a somewhat decent smooch *thank God no tounge* and him saying he’ll call me Saturday. The upsides to that evening were: he paid for the movie, he held the door open, he put gas in my momma car. The End.

Saturday “Family Day!”…but not completely on purpose…
That mornin me and my momma had a long chat about the happenings of last night minus me telling her great detail…just enough to get her opinion. That morning, I was assured that nausea was not a feeling I would always get when I kissed someone *background: the previous dude I use to talk to couldn’t kiss but with him I felt nothing. Oh and I do know that nausea isn’t always my reaction cause I had some great times with Johnathan…oh J, what great lips you had *snappin back to reality* My momma said that when you kiss the one, the nervousness isn’t there…I’mma hold her to that. Word is bond.
Anywho, we went to my cousin Arman’s soccer game *dat boy good* and then to Shell house for some grub. Alaskan Snow Crab I salute thee! Good stuff. Then we took it to grandma’s house where I answered MORE questions about my evening and then I went and took a nap in the back bedroom.
Has anybody noticed that I didn’t get a call from B all day? I come back to the land of the living and we leave grandma’s bout 10pm. Back at the hotel, I get ready for bed an turn off my phone at midnight. About 5am, I get up to turn on some A/C and grab my cell so I’ll have a lil light without wakin my momma. I turn on my cell and get a txt sayin to call back his house numba. I turn the phone off and go to sleep. Ummmm why you gone send a txt after midnight? No boo, do not pass go, do not collect $200, go straight to Jail!

Sunday:
We go to Overcoming by Faith and receive a great word. The name of Pastor Ricky Temple’s sermon was Success is Intentional. Good stuff. We say our goodbyes to family and eventually make it on the road by 4pm.

So you think I’m done….ummm not quite.
I’d like to title this second segement:
“When dating somebody you haven’t seen goes wrong! Lessons I’ve learned”…

~ I’ve learned that you can be cool with somebody and they can make you laugh but if there aren’t any sparks then it won’t work.
~ He’s a good person and he’d make some girl who is content with what he’s striving for very happy. He’s just not where I am. He’s the exception for his environment but I want more.
~ My momma told me not to settle for someone who doesn’t meet up with you intellectually. Now they don’t have to have a fancy education but they have to want to learn, to crave new information. They want growth essentially.
~ If both of you are somewhat shy, make a date to do something active! Goodness, that was our downfall. We went to the movies…umm you can’t talk during that. Then we saw a movie that we couldn’t have a real deep covo about. THEN we went somewhere where all we had was some ocean to keep us occupied! We shoulda went to dinner *people watchin*, then bowling or to play pool.
~ Don’t lead people on. The reality is I’m the rebound girl. I know this..hopefully he knows this. It wouldn’t work b/c I’m not what he needs and vice versa, he’s not what I’m seeking intellectually and emotionally. I 12-stepped him down! And I didn’t like what I saw. I shouldn’t have started callin him babe when he called just because he was callin me baby and sweetie, and I shouldn’t have kissed him. But hindsight is 20/20 and you live and learn.
~ The person has got to be in the same city as you. *shakin head* I don’t think a real relationship can be built if you are hours away from your significant other. How can see how they react in certain situations and around certain people? In my specific case, I don’t have alot of free time during the week to be on the phone. I can give you a 20min convo and then make up for it by making time to see you on friday and saturday night. Also, face time is invaluable, you can’t tell if someone’s lying over the phone.

Well, I’m tired of typing and I’ve run out of steam. I no longer feel the need to continue this story. Time to focus my mind on other things.

Serenity