The Best/Worst/Most Exciting/Scary Weekend I've Ever Had (Part Two)
Read Part One First Please...
Sunday
Tessa convinced me about a week ago to join her in a trip to Zion. Her sisters live up there and they invited her to the Jamaican Fest they were having. I said cool I would go. But to tell you the truth it wasn't the Jamaican Fest that interested me. It was the location. Zion is right next to Waukegan and Waukegan is where HE lives.
You know I had to call HIM and tell HIM that I would be in HIS area. I was so excited. It had been a year since we'd last seen each other. God I love that man. No matter what I do or who I try and pimp my heart remains HIS. I was so freaking nervous. I couldn't find my favorite sunglasses and I was so upset. I told Tessa, "I can't be fly without my sunglasses!" HE used to tell me I love your eyes, I hate when you wear sunglasses. Needless to say I didn't wear sunglasses. My sunglasses are my protection you can't read my eyes if I have on sunglasses. You can't see what I am really thinking if I have on sunglasses.
Anyway, we played phone tag a bit that day. HE was trying to figure out where I was at...I was trying to figure out where I was at...lol
I finally made it to the Jamaican Fest an hour late...and I called HIM, "I'm here, where you at?"
He said, "I'm right here, standing in line." As he said that my eyes made contact with his and I swear ya'll all the drama that I've been through this past last year vanished. I felt like a weight had been lifted off of me and I was no longer nervous. I just felt good, actually better than good, I felt great.
HE hugged me and he wore that scent that I love and I just could have melted in his arms. I thought to myself, "now this is a man." I let go eventually, even though I didn't want to. He got something to eat, offered me some but I couldn't eat I was just happy to see him. I wanted to jump on him like a little kid or do a happy dance or something but I contained myself. I totally ditched Tessa and her family but they understood.
Man I was on cloud nine and I still am. I haven't come down yet. Just seeing him erased all the other dudes I've met in the past year. I swear that this is the man I'm supposed to be with. Anyway I could go on about him forever but I'll stop for now...Cause Sunday night got a little crazy.
It was time to leave. The Jamaican Fest was winding down. I walked him to the car and we hugged again. I didn't want him to go but I was riding with Tessa and she was ready to head back to her sister's house so...We said our good byes.
We headed back to Tessa's sisters house and then things got crunk! These fools made a liquor run and then bust out the Barcardi and began to get their drink on. HE called me. I went outside and we talked for an hour. I wanted him to come over but at the same time I didn't want to be pushy...he always said I was a bit bratty...lol Anyway...focus...While I was outside talking these fools were getting busted. They were supposed to be cooking dinner but their mother and oldest sister ended up doing it.
By the time 11 o'clock came Tessa was busted and so was one of her younger sisters. Then they started doing what I would like to call a drunken parade. They would go outside and march around the block being loud and stumbling all over the place. They were like, "C'mon Me-lee, come with us." I was like, "Nah I think you have to be drunk to be in the parade."...lol
I ended up going with them on their last march. I actually ended up holding them both up. One on each arm...I was like, "Oh great I get to be the stabilizer, aren't I lucky."
Anyway, between me and their niece and nephew we convinced them to come back in the house and chill out. Tessa did as asked but her sister wasn't ready to come in, so she dragged her niece who is close to her age out on one more march...except 10 minutes passed, then 15, then 20, then 25. I got worried and I woke Tessa up, who was slowly becoming herself again. We went looking for them...all over. Low and behold we find them, the niece was struggling trying to pick her aunt up, who is only 22, 5'7" maybe a 150lbs.
The girl was so drunk she decided to lay down in the middle of the grass. People this ain't the city we in....there was a forest preserve not 15 feet away. Who knows what's in that grass at Midnight. So me being all strong and mighty and not drunk I picked her up only to have her dead weight be so heavy I dropped her ass...Oops...lol
Her mother came out and said just let her lay here, I will stay out here with her. I was like its cool Momma Lola we will all stay with you. So we stayed. But to Tessa's and my surprise a car approached music banging. Earlier the niece said that she (the aunt) called her boyfriend, I said let me guess that is her boyfriend coming now. Of course it was. The man pulled up in one of them '92 Impala's, put the car in park, got out, opened the passenger door, picked her up, put her in the car, closed the door, got back in, and drove the fuck off. The man didn't say not one word to Momma Lola, me, Tessa, anyone. I was like WTF? What the hell just happened. Dude was real grimey looking too.
That shit was weird to me. Her passing out near the forest was weird to me. I was like man, rolling with Tessa is definitely an adventure.
We left Zion around 1 o'clock in the morning. Momma Lola asked if we were coming back for the Afro Fest in a couple of weeks. I thought of HIM and immediately said yes. Hell if at all possible I will be back before then...lol...Waukegan just isn't as far away as I thought it was, I think there might be hope for he and I just yet.
Sunday
Tessa convinced me about a week ago to join her in a trip to Zion. Her sisters live up there and they invited her to the Jamaican Fest they were having. I said cool I would go. But to tell you the truth it wasn't the Jamaican Fest that interested me. It was the location. Zion is right next to Waukegan and Waukegan is where HE lives.
You know I had to call HIM and tell HIM that I would be in HIS area. I was so excited. It had been a year since we'd last seen each other. God I love that man. No matter what I do or who I try and pimp my heart remains HIS. I was so freaking nervous. I couldn't find my favorite sunglasses and I was so upset. I told Tessa, "I can't be fly without my sunglasses!" HE used to tell me I love your eyes, I hate when you wear sunglasses. Needless to say I didn't wear sunglasses. My sunglasses are my protection you can't read my eyes if I have on sunglasses. You can't see what I am really thinking if I have on sunglasses.
Anyway, we played phone tag a bit that day. HE was trying to figure out where I was at...I was trying to figure out where I was at...lol
I finally made it to the Jamaican Fest an hour late...and I called HIM, "I'm here, where you at?"
He said, "I'm right here, standing in line." As he said that my eyes made contact with his and I swear ya'll all the drama that I've been through this past last year vanished. I felt like a weight had been lifted off of me and I was no longer nervous. I just felt good, actually better than good, I felt great.
HE hugged me and he wore that scent that I love and I just could have melted in his arms. I thought to myself, "now this is a man." I let go eventually, even though I didn't want to. He got something to eat, offered me some but I couldn't eat I was just happy to see him. I wanted to jump on him like a little kid or do a happy dance or something but I contained myself. I totally ditched Tessa and her family but they understood.
Man I was on cloud nine and I still am. I haven't come down yet. Just seeing him erased all the other dudes I've met in the past year. I swear that this is the man I'm supposed to be with. Anyway I could go on about him forever but I'll stop for now...Cause Sunday night got a little crazy.
It was time to leave. The Jamaican Fest was winding down. I walked him to the car and we hugged again. I didn't want him to go but I was riding with Tessa and she was ready to head back to her sister's house so...We said our good byes.
We headed back to Tessa's sisters house and then things got crunk! These fools made a liquor run and then bust out the Barcardi and began to get their drink on. HE called me. I went outside and we talked for an hour. I wanted him to come over but at the same time I didn't want to be pushy...he always said I was a bit bratty...lol Anyway...focus...While I was outside talking these fools were getting busted. They were supposed to be cooking dinner but their mother and oldest sister ended up doing it.
By the time 11 o'clock came Tessa was busted and so was one of her younger sisters. Then they started doing what I would like to call a drunken parade. They would go outside and march around the block being loud and stumbling all over the place. They were like, "C'mon Me-lee, come with us." I was like, "Nah I think you have to be drunk to be in the parade."...lol
I ended up going with them on their last march. I actually ended up holding them both up. One on each arm...I was like, "Oh great I get to be the stabilizer, aren't I lucky."
Anyway, between me and their niece and nephew we convinced them to come back in the house and chill out. Tessa did as asked but her sister wasn't ready to come in, so she dragged her niece who is close to her age out on one more march...except 10 minutes passed, then 15, then 20, then 25. I got worried and I woke Tessa up, who was slowly becoming herself again. We went looking for them...all over. Low and behold we find them, the niece was struggling trying to pick her aunt up, who is only 22, 5'7" maybe a 150lbs.
The girl was so drunk she decided to lay down in the middle of the grass. People this ain't the city we in....there was a forest preserve not 15 feet away. Who knows what's in that grass at Midnight. So me being all strong and mighty and not drunk I picked her up only to have her dead weight be so heavy I dropped her ass...Oops...lol
Her mother came out and said just let her lay here, I will stay out here with her. I was like its cool Momma Lola we will all stay with you. So we stayed. But to Tessa's and my surprise a car approached music banging. Earlier the niece said that she (the aunt) called her boyfriend, I said let me guess that is her boyfriend coming now. Of course it was. The man pulled up in one of them '92 Impala's, put the car in park, got out, opened the passenger door, picked her up, put her in the car, closed the door, got back in, and drove the fuck off. The man didn't say not one word to Momma Lola, me, Tessa, anyone. I was like WTF? What the hell just happened. Dude was real grimey looking too.
That shit was weird to me. Her passing out near the forest was weird to me. I was like man, rolling with Tessa is definitely an adventure.
We left Zion around 1 o'clock in the morning. Momma Lola asked if we were coming back for the Afro Fest in a couple of weeks. I thought of HIM and immediately said yes. Hell if at all possible I will be back before then...lol...Waukegan just isn't as far away as I thought it was, I think there might be hope for he and I just yet.
posted by NameLiar at 12:11 PM
5 Comments:
well well well....looks like lil miss millz just might be in love!!!!! WTF? I'm trippin on all the drunken parting thats going on...and momma lola sounds cool. Sounds like you had fun ma....I know there's more....right? You know where to hit me up at!
Who is HIM???
Ok Mills, don't drop my TV ok?
Great story!!
...but wait...he just picked her up and rode out? I'm not sure I would have let that happen...but I suppose..Mama Lola is use to that...odd.
Him, Name, Waukegan. Make it happen, girl. Make it happen!
dayum cuzo.......just dayum!
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