Tagged! I knew it was coming!

So here we go:
The Rules:
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

So this is my 2nd time, I did this and dag on deleted it by mistake. . .so this one might be as good as it was a minute ago!

1. I am a creature controlled by schedules. In STL I had a for real routine. I knew what time I was gonna get up, what time I needed to leave home to be a the gym. . . But when something throws my routine/schedule off. . .it irks the crap out of me! I am not a late person so I'm not very understanding to those who are never on time. I just don't get it!
2. I LOVE the gym. It just does something to me. I'm definitely not one of those buff cut up girls who lift every day. But if it's a class that I enjoy. . .ie step or spinning. . .I am there without a doubt. In STL I was in the gym 4-5 times a week, but in CLT I just can't get my routine down. I'm currently at Ballys but the Y is where its at in CLT. (Men playing basketball). . .but the Y is so damn expensive. Maybe I can just hang out in the parking lot, looking sweaty!!!!
3. I can flip it on you in a minute! Don't come at me "sideways" as I've been told. I may be the sweetest loving girl you've ever met, but the minute that you piss me off, come at me wrong, underestimate me, insult me. . . you get the point. . . all bets are off! Many a men have been "cut" as a result of a slip.
4. I'm a GAW-Grown Ass Woman. I don't have time for games. This is life and I have things to do. Either you're with me or you're not. Either get on the bus or step aside. So many in NC are used to the person that I was 4 years ago just graduating from college. So it's an adjustment for them to see/understand me. I basically grew up in STL. As I was telling my homeboy last night, my attitude is basically you can deal with me or leave me alone. I don't have time to baby sit/coax another should be GAW or GAM!
5. I love UNC. Everything about it. From the exit sign off Hwy 40, to the Dean Dome, the Student Stores, Franklin street. The mere mention of the place just does something to me. I'm like a kid in a candy store. I mean I did spend 6 years there but MAN I had the time of my life. Learned alot, met a lot of people. . .I think going there was probaby one of the best decisions I've made in my life.
6. I will talk to anyone. I'm not sure where this came from. Maybe it was all the summers spent away from the fam--be it in DC with my uncle or summer camps during HS. But I can honestly say that if we're in the same place for an extended period of time, I'm not just going to sit in there and look at you. My friend Crystal says that I'll talk to a tree. It's amazing what type of person you can be on the elliptical machine next to at the gym, who else is buying those Boca Burgers, or who's looking at the same outfit in a different color. It's part of the reason why I went to STL knowing 2 people, but I had over 90 people invited to my going away dinner! Go figure! Not bad for a 'lil ol' country girl.
7. Sincerity is key! I don't care if it's the worst thing that you could ever say to me. As long it's the sincere truth. You ain't got to lie Craig. . .You ain't got to lie! I can't stand fakers, liars, and mostly . . .lying men. It's okay to be direct with me b/c more than likely you're going to get it back. It goes back to that coming at me wrong thing. . . once you come at me wrong. . .all bets are off. There is this "troll" at work (I didn't give her the nickname, but found it most appropriate), she's an older pharamcist, been at this hospital probably 100 years or so. . . and she's finding it difficult to recognize the skillz of a young female. . . I'm trying not to say black (but I'm investigating, the verdict is still out). . . and she is very sneaky and it's like she's waiting for me to fail. She's not a direct supervisor, but someone that I will have to work with. My thing is please don't come in here smiling, if you can't say anything nice just shut up. I'm cool with you doing what you do and I'll do what I do. Our paths don't have to cross more than they need too!
8. I LOVE corn on the cob. (I just reread that something needed to be random). My friend Meechy will tell you in a heartbeat that my eyes light up when I see some. Her fiance made some in May, he spread some tangy little sauce on them bad boys, and put them on the grill! MAN. I was SUPERCRUNK! Who knew that a little sauce would make them pop like that. I really love GOOD food, not just corn on the cob. I struggle every day to no eat what I REALLY want to eat and make wise decisions. I'm getting better at it. It's even harder being back in NC. I didn't have this much access to a free standing Chick Fil A, a Bojangles chicken biscuit or a wing dinner, or a biscuit for breakfast. Even at the hospital. . . you know the place where people come to get healthy. . . you should see the stuff they serve, smothered in gravy, fried, drowning in butter. . . it's a lot. . ..but I digress. . .maybe I'll save this info for the next assignment!

Okay Jenn I'm done, I did my part, but I don't have anymore friends who blog! I asked my friend James and he was like umm no I work. . .he's lying he works at Microsoft so you know. . . so I think it's gonna stop with me! But I did do it. . .it was just a lot to think about!

My new boo!!!

Meet SiLexi!!!! We met last Thursday evening. I stopped in on whim b/c I usually don't go out looking to meet and greet! But it was love at first site. One of her friends tried to get with me . . . a white one. . .but I met her and I just knew it was meant to be. So we thought about each other over the weekend and decided this morning . . .that TODAY would be the first day of our future together!

Today's the Day. . .I think!

So I think I'm going to buy me a new baby today. . . I'll let u know!

Why?

Living alone gives me the opportunity to think A LOT! I think about life, plans for the future, my past, etc. Sometimes I wonder if I think too much!
So this past weekend was my weekend to work. I was dog tired yesterday. But I came home took a nap and was GOOD after that. So I called a long list of people that I hadn't spoken to in a minute. . .One person being. . . SB. What happened. . .str8 to voicemail, so I left a msg but did I get a return call, email. . . Hell no! WTF. . .what is that about? When did I start being sent str8 to VM, can u block phone numbers/calls on Cingular? Who knows and at this point who the fuck cares! I am so done with that b/c that's straight up rude and shady as hell. Be a fucking man about yours if you're not interested just say it. You attract more flies with honey . . .so peace be gone!
So Thursday I sent a txt msg to an old faithful in STL. I was like so are you too good to talk to me now that I'm no longer living in STL. He called immediately and reminded me that i hadn't responded to his emails, txt msgs or calls (ooops. . .all of which were sent when I was all up on SB). I COMPLETELY disregarded how much of a sick puppy he resembled upon my departure from STL, at my going away dinner, his last day of seeing me, and his phone calls prior to me leaving. Did I completely disregard it b/c he's been so slow in expressing his interest? Did I disregard it b/c I have questioned whether or not he could ever measure up to be the man for me. . .be it spiritually & financially? Should I have disregarded his advances? Makes me kinda wonder. So he let on a few of his apprehensions last night (Oh yeah, he answered my call). . . he was like I talked to much to other people. . .I'm like ummm no I didn't say anything that was top secret. If it came to the serious point then I would not have said anything that's for damn sure. But the way I see it is as long as we're just shooting the shit. . .it doesn't really matter one way or the other. Right?
I'm really starting to like this blogging thing, I think I've posted more this month than ever before.
So old Faithful (as we'll call him) is going on vacation in a couple of weeks. He was like I dunno, I might come see you. . . strangely enough I was thinking I need a visit from an old friend. No issues with being myself, just someone to make me laugh and we can hang. Now I wish I had paid for a cabin alone for Meechy's wedding. He would have been a good homie to go with me. . . oh well, maybe we can do something later. . .maybe he'll man up and want to become more than a homie! But the question still remains can he be the man for me? He's gotten a promotion at ESI, he's back in school (for real this time), has a house, no kids, a good paying job, not as commited to the Lord as I'd like, but he knows him, he's no fool! I'll just have to pray for him! Sure wish someone would be praying for me!

No More SB. . .

So it's been exactly 13 days. . .2 weeks tomorrow and I haven't talked to SB. Strange scenario for someone who was feeling me so much. I mean . . .WHAT IN THE WORLD! I tried not writing anything down about it, tried not to address the hurt, pain, and disappointment but MAN. . . I feel like I can't get a break in the relationship department. It's been a very long time since I've had someone to truly call my own. Walley was the last closest thing to it and he wasn't even that. I just don't understand it. It's so uncomfortable (I won't say frustrating b/c I really am very happy for ALL my friends) but with everyone close to me making wedding plans, having bridal showers, weddings, babies. . .and then there's me all left in the corner. It's even more uncomfy b/c my thoughts and conversations are inundated with it. My family doesn't know what to think. My friends are sad for me. And me I'm just left sitting here wondering what's wrong.
I mean I know that I am abundantly blessed and I truly believe that I am a true virtuous woman. I just really want that Man for me to find me. I feel like with SB we were "unequally yoked" and little by little it was revealed to me. But I did feel like he was a great person with great potential . . . so I didn't drop him by the waste side. . . I just prayed that God would become the head of his life. I prayed for him, I prayed that God would give me the opportunity to minister unto him and bring him to Christ. . if not for me, but for himself. So I didn't understand why he's just "disappeared" from my life.
Who knows, will I ever know. . .understand. . . I don't know!