I am slowly getting out of the cocoon that I have been in for the past month. Last night I was sleeping and heard a knock on my door. At first I thought it was the neighbors bc they have the tendancy to always be loud. But then I realized that the knocking was coming from my door and I heard a girl's voice. Mind you it is late. Well I get up bc the banging is loud and it seem like somebody was trying to get in. I thought that maybe someone was drunk and was trying to get in the wrong room. I look through the peep hole and it was some chick banging on my door, pacing at my door, on the phone crying saying lord tell me you lying over and over again...she aint answering the door, then she says to the person on the phone, I'll make it up to you...then she walks off crying on the phone.
Now I am like what the fuck? I look at the clock, it say 2:11 AM...that 11 number is always following me. I am like who is she and I doubt my roommate knows her, we are drama free compared to the other people who bring their drama to the apartment dorm. I am laying down thinking...bc my ass was peacefully sleep and I was woken up...I look at the clock again, its 2:37...numbers with 7 have been following me alot lately.
So I am sitting there thinking, thinking...why is this chick knocking on our door...we don't associate really with nobody in the apt dorm, just say hey how you doing...my roommate is always at her man's house at night. The girl on the phone sounded like she was talking to a guy. Then I thought maybe I should have opened the door, but ever since I was in undergrad and I lived in a off campus apartment, I always told myself to never open the door for anybody I did not recognize, especially at night. This chick was knocking on my door like she was on a mission to find out something. I don't associate with nobody like that in my apartment dorm. Then I was thinking, the only person I dealt with is in a neighboring city and go to a neighboring HBCU and they come off as very selective and discrete (like me) when is comes to people they mess with. I know he would not mess with no messy chick who is banging on my door at 2 AM. But then again who really knows bc guys can shock the hell out of you. And I have not seen his butt since the summer...See my imagination was running wild...Well there is nothing that I can do now.
One thing I learn is to not depend on people to pay you back for things, even if you trust them. Let's just say that I am losing my patience with my ex and I will be giving him a little piece of my mind on facebook.
Have a great Saturday everyone...I am going to the park to think.
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