It all started Friday morning...

Okay...Hallelujah! I am back on dry land from all that traveling and running and coordinated madness. I had a wonderful weekend, if I may say so myself. As the title of this post clearly indicates, my weekend started early. A close HS girlfriend of mine was graduating with highest honors in OK and I decided to go and support her. I also had an MBA interview the next Monday in NH. Her graduation was on a Friday, so I had taken that day and the next Monday off. My original idea was to fly to OK on Friday morning, arrive in the afternoon, attend the graduation Friday night and return to NC the next day in time for a holiday party I was invited too. Then, I hop on another plane to NY Sunday morning, hang out with a buddy of mine, catch a train to NH, stay for my interview on Monday, get another train back to NY and catch my flight to NC. I should have known better.
The week that I was supposed to leave, how about the bobo that had asked me to the holiday party informed that he was cancelling to go to Houston. I will admit though...he had a good excuse, but that just threw my plans in upheaval as the only reason why I was coming back to NC instead of taking a Sunday flight straight from OKC to NY, was for him. The thing that hurt me the most was the fact that I had spent a 100 bucks extra for the two trips, bought a brand new dress and had a new hair do, so 1. He can appreciate my beauty and 2. So I can fit in with all them money flossing I-Bankers....I digress. That and...well, I'll keep my thoughts to myself.
I woke up two hours before my flight on Friday morning thinking I had enough time to clean up and get to the airport. How about I nearly missed my flight as I got there 5 mins before take off! I did not anticipate the morning traffic that lengthens the 15 mins drive to the airport to 25 mins and the security wait. Let’s just say that this is a testimony of God's loving favor in my life!
The graduation in OKC was fab. Shout out to my homegirl DA. I am so proud of you. You came here all by yourself and graduated with flying colors. You looked hella hot in that dress, and with the amount of honors you garnered, I am still surprised that your face is not on the first page of the Wall Street journal :-P
So anyways, I left OKC and got back to NC in the afternoon. I decided to go shopping a little bit to assuage my hurt feelings.
Silly me, I should have known better than to call him (Def. not the guy that stood me up), but you see, I dislike shopping alone and wanted company. I figured that it would be fine and we can catch a movie later. That and he had always accused me of not hanging out with him...which was partially true!
Did the shopping thing and watched Apocalypto (great movie) and drove back home at 12 in the morning. I made a quick stop at the ATM to get some money for my trip. How about, mister man called me. This was the conversation:
NJ: hello
Mister Man: Hey NJ, have you gotten home
NJ: No, I am at the ATM machine
Mister Man: Oh..I wanted to talk to you, but I can call you when you get home
NJ: thinking in her head (Call me when...for Where?): No, its fine, what’s up?
Mister Man: well, I had being meaning to tell you and I guess this time is better than never since I have been waiting for the right time to tell you..
NJ: tell me what? (Now, I am apprehensive, because I know what’s coming)
Mister Man: Well, I wanted us to UPGRADE our friendship. You, it’s like every time, I don't see you when I want to or as much as I want to.
NJ: Mister Man, it is 12.30 in the morning, I am at an ATM, and I can't have this conversation, let me call you back when I get home.

Suffice to say, I didn't call him when I got home. I was mulling in my mind why Naija guys just can't take a hint. I mean, initially when I spied this type of reaction from him, I tried to stay away and cut him off anytime he even ventured near that notion with a 100 foot pole. I made sure I never gave any hints or even teased him the way I teased my other guy friends so he wouldn't get the wrong idea. My sister said I was being mean, that I should still be a friend…blah blah blah. And his line: Upgrade our friendship ***hiss*** why would you even bring it up when you know I've been try my hardest to dissolve you of any such thought…That and when the person you are attracted to is not even considering, talkless of looking your way...As my sister would say: see, this is the reason why geeks get their hearts broken, they have no social skills to think off and can’t read human signals correctly. I mean don’t get me wrong, he is a cool guy and all but just not my type. I haven’t spoken to him yet because I don’t want to break his heart. As a fellow nerd, albeit a more socially inclined one, I have been tempered my faith.

Anyways got to NY, took a taxi to FO’s place, and watched the Arsenal/Chelsea game (a draw...No comment) and had a blast with FO. We went to see a movie(Black diamond-great movie and cast) and basically caught up on each other's lives.
I met up with Kulutempa at the grand central station to catch the 6 o'clock to NH...how about we were racing against time again and there were no seats on the train. Thank God for good people who lapped their kids so I could sit. Had a lovely ride with an RMD impersonator and my girl Kulutempa...If not for the fact that Kulutempa bashed my designs on him with those four words: He has a girlfriend***sniff***Kai, ti would have been on and popping! Smooth voice, Tall, chocolate skin, held a great conversation about world affairs...I should have found out if he was a Christian so I could then shout for Joy because I surely have found my DAVID (biblically speaking). Ah well, maybe another time.
The next day, I have never walked as much as I did that day in a long time! It was a 30 mins walk from Kulu's place to the interview building, I walked during the tour and walked up a Hill to get back to Kulu after the interview...I just praise Jesus that it was some form of exercise.
So, Kulu and NJ agreed that I would catch the 6pm again to NY. It was supposed to be a 1hr 40 mins train ride at the most.
I took a taxi to the NH train station, only for Kulu to call me and inform me that I had left my reading material and my boarding pass at her house.
Lord, Why!!
So, the train left 10 mins later than it was supposed to..
Lord, why did it take 2 hours and why was the bobo driving the train new, so he was driving slower than a turtle??
I got to NY at abt 8, hurried to the bus stop to catch the shuttle to JFK
Lord, why where there no buses at the station and why did they tell me that the buses were stuck in traffic and the next bus was expected at 8.30??? My plane leaves at 9.30!
But thank you Jesus, because you bring Angels to my rescue. There was a private car person looking to make some money and he drove me to the airport for 25 bucks. He had to use shortcuts to avoid the traffic and as such, I got to my terminal at 8.45.
Thank God there were no lines that are infamously known at JFK. I proceeded to a Kiosk and that one now told me that it couldn't find my information. Mehn, I started praying, saying that the devil is a Babanla LIAR.
I caught a break at the counter and rushed through security to catch my plane.
Sidenote: BTW, if you ever want to travel, please travel with jet blue..As in, I have never felt like such a celebrity on a domestic flight. The seats were comfy, there was space to stretch my legs and we have individual TVs loaded with DIRECTV channels and XM radio stations..All for a low low price and none were in business class!! Sidenote Ends
I arrive in the Queen City, thanked God and went home, did devotion and promptly slept.

I guess for all by running to catch a plane or a flight, I was still guided and shadowed by God’s grace as all in all, I had a swell time and I think all that running did something for my hips. :)