(laugh) Now get this...
It's no secret...I'm "def" new to this Myspace/Facebook 'game'...but man oh man....yesterday.
I have a pretty good grip on the 'space...but I decided to put a lil' "OT" in to the 'book and "whoa" (Black Rob style...)
As a writer...well, in general really...I have always used the 'objective' theory..even with these blog postings...but geesh....looking at one female who I knew back in my Rome, New York days (I'm talkin' 93 'ish...come on, Turtles were still poppin'...) and realized I could peep her 'friends' list....
So here I am...scrolling down these 'folks', and 'thurr' "she" is....
***** ********
The girl I had my first crush on... Now get this...back in the Rome days, especially with this female....actually, let me lay out the setting...
ROME, NEW YORK (1988-1995)
Prior to dipping out in late '95, Rome was ill probably because it was the first state I ever lived in since coming to the US straight outta Rimini, Italy....anyway, while most won't admit it....the town was heavily 'Italian'-based...in 'other words'...there were racial tendencies....
I knew ***** ******** for a solid two years or so from 3rd to 4th grade...and when I say home girl was my first crush, I'm talking about watching All That when my man Jon B performed 'Pretty Girl' and dedicated (in my mind) his performance to her....(come on, maaaaaaan....)
So, with that setting in place, think about me (Puerto Rican plus Black mix) trying to spit game (equivalent of offering "Gushers" and telling her secrets) and kid, when I tell you I got played....I got played.....
Not going all out with the details, I'll sum the entire experience like this...
On my final day heading out to the bus, I was on the verge of finally telling her my 'love' fo' her...and when I approached this shorty her lasting comment was:
"I hope you get taken away in one of those Florida hurricanes."
(laugh) This was Nov/Dec '95, so I think I was safe for a few months once I had gotten down there....but regardless, when the entire class had a writing option a few months later of "Write About An Experience You Had" or "Write A Letter To Cyrus"...guess who the 'only' person was NOT to write the kid?
Yup, yup, yerrrp......and I still cherished shorty for a solid year or two while cruising the Florida heat....
Fast forward nearly 13 years and pop me in front of the computer and I'm looking at her like.....
"Are you kiddin' me?"
I've always been 'fly' (relax, relax), and my track record of females I've engaged with and got things poppin' along with my 'success' in life...it's really a laughing matter....
Resisting pulling off a 'book diss message, I hit her 'long the lines of:
"Wow. I can't believe I had a crush on your back in elementary school. Weird seeing you on here. Mad creepy. Hope you made it out of New York."
The temptation to toss some ether in there and go off was at an all-time high, but I killed it and remained cooler than the other side of the pillow...
Success.
Envy.
Temptation.
Sometimes you have to know what to use for motivation, and having to resort to only laughing now...I can only leave a final line by Cam'....
"(S)he tried to play me, sh*t got all crazy, things were never the same."
Lesson to all. Success is the best form of revenge...even if it's for 'self...go fo' yours....I got this.
PS...really really really real talk, I was on the verge of deadin' the account once seeing that, but sometimes you have to keep things moving and continue to rise to the top...
PSS....Cwwwwazy shout-out to Amira"H"...thanks for letting me know how it bugged you out to see guys you previously dated and thought "Ugh....I can't believe that. I'm so much more successful now, and they're lame." (I needed that like Vitamin Water, baby!)
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