Thursday

I like to dress up on Wednesdays. It's my busiest day of the week and I like to get the most bang for my buck. An onsite TCS class and an evening CSU class. I wore my bright orange poplin dress this week and................ The volume your girl can do. I received a text during my first class that attempted to ruin my day, but not this day. After a lackluster lunch I ran some errands before my evening class. I arrived on campus and saw The Boss, not tucked away, but in the middle of a private conversation with one of his sisters. But I'm here now so....The echo of my heels announced me as I walked by. 3 bunches of purple flowers in hand, I greeted them both and asked how they both were doing today? She said good as he turned to acknowledge who was speaking. I smiled and said, "Hey The Boss' real name. He spoke back and for a moment I was green. I wanted his sister's seat.

The Boss' energy is exciting to me. He's a shave thin, and very authoritarian. What can I say. I like being told what to do, in the right context, by the right person. Imma need to know more. My first day back on campus and not even ten minutes after arriving, he scolded me about where I had gotten a cart (I wasn't supposed to be using.) Oh dear, already in trouble. I think he enjoys giving people a hard time. Wild thoughts of returning the favor :) This mind of mine.

After my evening class I dropped my things off, put on my house shoes and headed to the laundry room for some ice. I could hear my favorite tennis player finishing meeting one of the new faces from the basketball team. Her ass knows all the cuties. The perfect in. Shit, let me get in on that, I introduced myself to him and we talked a little about basketball before I headed back. Meh.

Thursday, my stylist "fixed" my braids seeing as how i'd lost the boho pieces from 6 braids in less than 2 weeks. She worked on my hair as she continuously attempted to trauma dump on me. She implied us hanging out and she too is a beautiful, interesting, successful business owner but her energy is so exhausting and draining. Clearly, I need to be really specific about what and who I manifest, so close.

Back on campus my nail started to hurt as I had somehow bent and cracked it. Not wanting to further damage it, I went to the lobby to hopefully get a Band-Aid. I ran into my friend in the hall and he asked if I wanted him to walk down with me? Sure. We went down and I asked the guy at the front desk if there was a first aid kit. As he was looking for one, I noticed there were two other guys on their phones just hanging out. One of which is Tone's brother and them and their phones were silent. Unable to find the first aid kit I was directed to the office. But not before I noticed he had on a barber's cape. I asked if he was getting his hair cut? He said yes. I asked, "In the lobby?" He said yes. I asked, "By whom?" He told me Spotlight. I exclaimed that I didn't know Spotlight cut hair and that I'll be back.

After some time in the office, the attendant gave me some textbooks I ordered and directed me back to the lobby until she found a first aid kit. As I reentered the lobby area, again dead silence. Spotlight was there and I exclaimed that I didn't know he cut hair and that I would soon need a touchup, but I would need to see his work first. I talked about how I really needed to learn to cut my own hair but I needed to practice first. I asked Spotlight if I could practice on the guy he was cutting now and he said sure and held the clippers out to me. I jumped out of my seat and skipped to the door opening. You could hear a mouse sneeze. As I walked in and reached for the clippers the guy getting his hair cut said something equivalent to, "wait a damn minute" and we all died laughing. Tone's brother said something like, "Today has been a good day" I smiled and later thought...as in, I'm part of the reason why? Now that's a compliment.

I sat next to my friend waiting for the bandaids and ran into one of those talented people from Karaoke night. Apparently, she's been on American Idol and invited me to her open mic set that night. Sure. She asked what I was doing just sitting in the lobby. I told her I was waiting my turn for Spotlight to cut my hair. She asked him how much he would be charging? I interjected like, "Girl! You never ask a man how much things cost, you simply say thank you." I think I saw a few smiles.

I grabbed chips and a soda before open mic and sat outside. I saw a member of The Tea and she told me about how the co captain of The Jades got into a physical altercation with a man earlier in the day. The Jades co captain I had a few words with last week, yes that one. Speechless. I wasn't there but knowing her for a short amount of time now, I realize she's a little feisty and not to take her too personally. And I didn't know the man involved but again, there's a lot to be said about a man who WANTS to fight with women.

Imagining that moment for both of them was upsetting and disappointing and led me to think about what ifs. What I would have done if I were there and what if I were the woman in the story.

Time to reset with some positive energy and laughs, and did.

I left open mic early because I needed some real food and to catch up on some assignments, so I went back to the caf for my dinner lap. Again, dead silence, something was wrong, then things kinda just s.l.o.w.e.d d.o.w.n. I turned around the island, looked to my left and that new faced basketball player from last night was leaning against the buffet rail watching and holding his phone with one hand and his other hand in his pants between his underwear and his sweats. WTF!? I jumped and was taken aback. This can't be right. The environment seemed completely normal except him. I tried to reprocess the situation. I studied him and he didn't seem aroused and he wasn't actually touching himself. Was he just completely zoned out in his phone, too comfortable and unaware of how he was presenting? I'm not sure, but I'm super on edge around him now.