I Shouldn't Have Left You Without a Dope Beat to Step to

Well well well. It's been a very long time since I've updated. So much has occurred that I could possibly write a book (just kidding!). I think that I'm going to start with this week and then just take you back in time.

So I went home for Memorial Day Weekend!! Ooh the excitement:) Dad was like, "Oh Alisha, I really don't think that you're a Chinatown or Greyhound bus kinda girl. You should just take the train". And I told him that I wanted to try something new, have an adventure! Plus, the bus was leaving from Port Authority, and I would get to Silver Spring in 4 hours, 20 minutes. And it was cheap. But that didn't really matter anyways, cuz my Dad purchased the ticket. So that Friday (last week, to be exact), I woke up early, packed my lone backpack (ooh, I rolled my clothes, had tons of space!), and went outside to wait for the cab to take me to Union Station in New Haven. I wait 10 minutes, it's 6:05 AM. "Hmm, the cab should've been here by 6:00", I thought. So I called the cab company, and there's a voice message that says that they're either unable to take the call or sleeping. I was indignant. How could they be sleeping when I REALLY needed to get to the station to get myself to work on time??? So I called again, they pick up. I'm like, umm, where's the cab? They're like, oh you wanted a cab at 6? And I'm like, yeah I made a reservation yesterday. So they told me that the cab driver would be at my place soon. He didn't get there til 6:30. I was peeved. He asked me how I was doing, and I told him well, I'm going to be late to work now. So he drove me to the station. Then, he has the audacity to tell me that the fare is $12.50. I gave him $7.00 and told him "next time, be more punctual".

So the day continued. My friend Shannon (she's an intern at NRDC too)and I were just bouncing off the walls because we were leaving work at 1:00! Half day, whooo hooo!!! So we left at 1, and we were like, ooh, let's walk to get sushi. So we walked around NYC, got ginger cookies and banana bread to snack on. Then we ate at the cutest Japanese restaurant, and had everything, including green tea ice cream! So I go to pay for our meal, and I can't find my debit card. Apparently, it's gone (I think I left it in the ATM the night before). I calmly called my Dad and asked him to call Wachovia to cancel the card. And all was well. (But I still did a mini hyperventillation.)

After the nice meal and good times, I took the 6 to grand central and hauled it to Port Authority. Port Authority is like one of the most confusing places in the entire universe. And I'm usually good with train stations, etc etc. But Port Authority was just too much for me. Initially, I thought that the greyhound ticket station was closed, and I was freakiing out. But I asked one of the vendors where the ticket station was, and he directed me downstairs. So I waited in line for like half an hour. The employees were overworked and rude. When I got my ticket, I ran downstairs to my bus terminal, only to be stopped and asked a question by a hispanic woman (aww, it's cute that she thought i could speak spanish). But when I got to the terminal, the line was soo long. And the employees were herding us into different directions like livestock. And an interesting note is that the ppl boarding the buses were mostly black and latino.

So I finally got on the bus. The lady next to me was so ticked off, because they put her on the bus to Silver Spring instead of DC, and she was going to miss her function for the night. I felt for her. But anyways, I got back home by 9:00, had tasty sushi at the new Japanese restaurant in Gaithersburg (sushi twice in one day!).

My Saturday at home consisted of me purchasing $1260 worth of clothing at Nordstrom Rack, and getting my comp fixed at the Apple store. I had to delete Limewire :( Then, Mom, Dad, and I went to a cookout at my Uncle Randolph's house. I found out so much information from my Aunt Joan. Like, I had no idea that she was in an abusive marriage. She's like the strongest woman I know. I suppose that you have to go through those tumultuous situations to be that strong. But people kept telling her that she shouldn't get divorced. That makes me soo upset. No, I don't condone divorce. But I'm surely not going to judge you if you leave someone because they are physically or emotionally abusing you. And that's where I think that a lot of Christians have their downfall. God doesn't want people to be abused. Even if you might have made a mistake in marrying someone, God gives you a chance to fix those mistakes.

Then, I found out that my Grandma only completed the 6th grade. I mean, she was a farmer's daughter, and back in those days, black children only were believed to only need rudimentary education. Yet, I feel that my Grandma is the wisest woman I know. She has done so much with so little resources, and I definitely stand in awe of her.

So Sunday after church, we had a cookout/ get together at my house for my Mom's side of the family. That was fun. Oh, and FYI, my cousin's baby's father has gotten really fat. (I can't stand him).

Monday was my day to go back to icky CT. Well, I was supposed to take the 12:30 bus from Silver Spring to NYC, but they overbooked the bus by 40 ppl. I had to wait for the 3:30 bus. Soo ticked. Then, the 3:30 bus broke down on Georgia Ave. But then the bus driver said that the bus was miraculously fixed, and he agressively drove us to NYC. I didn't get back to my apartment til 11:00 PM. And then I had to go to work in the morning.

Hmm, Here are some entertaining quiotes from the past few weeks:

1. "I'll take ur virginity" - a friend after I asked him if the reign of the virgin is over. You know, guys have tried to sleep with me, but no has EVER propositioned in me in that way before. Then he proceeded to say "take your time, think about it. I'll think about it too, see where it takes us". LOL.

2. "I willing to try anything once"- me
"I'm willing to try it multiple times!"- E- gotta love her:)

3. "Don't play with my... globe"- me when Matt was playing with my globe shaped stress ball at work.

And there are some amazing things that I'm looking forward to:

*First off, my very own apartment! My lease ends on August 15th, and I can't wait til it happens. My dream apartment is this really amazing place in Downtown New Haven (near Yale!), with granite countertops in the kitchen, W/D in the apt (despite being a 1 bedroom), a doorman, fitness room, on site dry cleaning, and stainless steel kitchen appliances. The epitome of city sophistication:)

*I might be staying at NRDC til the end of July. We'll see. If so, I'm going to be unveiling a huuuge decision for that month.

*The fact that I only have 2 more trimesters of school, and then it's over!!!



Oh, and here's my little section on why you should NOT take a full pill of Vicodin before you go to bed:

The night that I took an entire Vicodin pill before I went to bed was a weird as hell one. So, I dreamed that God instructed me to build the Sistene Chapel. I mean, He was standing next to me, telling me what to do next. I had my little tools, and He's be like, do this, use this, etc. Oh, and He had already instructed me in building another building, so he told me to move on to the Sistene Chapel. So that was crazy.


Well, that's all for now.