The Past and the Present....

I'm kinda late on writin bout yesterday but last night was pretty interesting. I did a light workout here at home. Worked on arms, shoulders, and abs...just a little sore, but I'm gettin da hang of this workout thang people. Along with two friends (one I haven't seen in ages), went to the Abbey Pub last night to see Jean Grae perform. You people readin this will not know who this aggressive-minded sista is but that's okay. Jean Grae comes off the Okayplayer,(yeah Roots, Common, Mos, Kweli, Jill, those guys) was underground with a group called Natural Resource. Both of her parents were musicians and she was born in South Africa. You are not going to hear her on the radio or see her in a 'Bootylicious' type video or any video for that matter. Her music, lyrics, and her stories are phenomenal and I wish the best of success to her. I was also blessed to find out after my arrival to this Irish-American pub located on the Northwest side of da Chi that my main man Diverse was to perform. I knew him back in da high school days. Been lookin for this "1am" CD for da LONGEST. I was able to talk with Diverse like ole times and get his CD, "THANK YOU!" Da CD is off da chain as I expected. Very happy about that. Both performers did they thang on da stage. Live and uncut. Jean Grae is more attractive in person than da pics I have seen B4. Up da ladder she goes, but no one will overtake my main squeeze "Kelis" not just yet. If she goes thru wit da 'marriage thang' then I may have to re-arrange my ladder. **stares roughly at Nas CD cover**


Even though da koncert was hittin, somethin even more interestin happened last night. I was in my usual "Hip-Hop Mode" and I was interrupted by this beautiful brown skinned sistah. She called my name as if she knew me. **Duh** She must know me. Come to find out that this sista, who stood about 5'5'' , maybe 135-140, with a sparklin smile and cannonball eyes, was the same sistah that I had a crush on back when I was 16. She was 18 at that time. **Yes I can have a crush on someone,lol...** I liked everything about her. Her smile, her walk, her personality, her body, EVERYTHANG! I thought my life was on pause every time that I saw her. We were very cool back then, knew her since I was 12. Bad thing was that she wouldn't give me the time of day. I turned down MANY women to get dis girl and it wasn't happenin. Don't know if I was too young or what. She won't never give me a good reason as to why.


Anyway, we talked at da koncert, she was with her friends, we were by da bar talkin, catchin up on ole times. She still looks da same, even better in some areas. She really was impressed by me. **Now she wants to come around, I was thinkin** We had a good conversation. Then we parted ways, I joined my friends and enjoyed the koncert. Later she came by and grabbed me, went back to da bar. She bought me a drink and expressed herself to me. She was very, very attracted to me. she wanted to go out on a date. She wanted to build with me. Now I was askin myself, why didn't she come around with this when I was 16? I knew that we were perfect for each other back then, but it took her 10 years to find that out? Was it too late? Did I still have a crush on her? Any man would take this sistah and wrap her up fo life. She wanted to give me her number. But I realized something at that moment. As much as I wanted this girl in the past **and some people know how BAD I wanted her**, I felt that she wasn't on my level then, and even though she has changed, becoming more afro-centric and intellectual with life, that she is still NOT on my level now, and it wouldn't work. I told her things have changed since then and that we can be friends, nothing wrong with that. She was cool with it. We exchanged numbers and went separate ways. It was very ironic as we left each other that Diverse was performing a song called "Leaving!" My friends have been eyein' dis sistah and told me that she was the best-looking sistah in da whole place. After da koncert, we caught eye-contact and she gave me a wave. I waved back. We were going outside, and I had a Heineken bottle in my coat pocket **please don't ask me why, lol**. I took the bottle out and put the piece of paper than she had written her number down on, stuffed it inside the bottle and threw it in the waste basket by the curve. My guys thought I was very stupid and crazy for doing that. Besides even if I didn't give her my number, if she really wanted to, she can get in contact with me thru other people. My friend told me that I am not the same person that he knew in high school and that proves one of the many theories to his argument, and at that moment, I suddenly thought about a friend, a very good friend, who is somewhere in the land of "Ypsy" that will maybe one day I will be able to hold her and make her mine. **I guess I have a crush, hunh?** With that thought of her, a huge smile came across my face. I told my friends that "Yeah, I am crazy!" and "Yeah, I am stupid!" They both replied, "We know!"


-Da Original 1-