2.18.2008

A Bit Disappointed: A Walk Down Memory Lane

There was a guy I "talked to" for 2 years on and off. Give or take a few months. It started with me liking his friend with the unusual name, and the beautiful hair, who was brilliant and also from our home state. I thought they were both cute but the friend, we'll call him, G, was quite to my liking. Until I found out he had a girl. Granted, at this time, I had a boyfriend. A long distance boyfriend. My high school sweetheart. I had no intentions of cheating on him, but I did like to look, and I certainly liked to flirt. The boyfriend had already told me how I could light up a room with my smile so I used that to my advantage. (I know I will get some flack for that sentence!)

It eventually ended with the boyfriend early sophomore year. By that time I'd shifted my attention to G's friend, we'll call him J. I will forever blame G for J. Is that too confusing? Let's give J a full name. Jamal. I kind of like that name. I really like guys named Jamel, as strange as that sounds. I've met more than one cutie whose name was pronounced the same as mine, but spelled differently. Heeeey Jamel! *insert winning smile* Lol.

So Jamal. Very unlike his actual, quite white bread name, but we'll go with it because I've never dated a Jamal. I think I flirted with a Jamal before. I know I flirted with a Jamal before, but I never dated one. I also knew a boy named Jamal who had a friend named Bobby. I called him Bobby Digital. One night my girl had a "surprise" birthday party (she'd asked us to give her one) and all of Bobby Digital's friends came separately and told me he'd been asking about me. That was flattering then weird but mostly flattering. He went to a school about 45 minutes away. It didn't work out.

Back to NC Jamal. Toward the end of sophomore year, his interest in me grew. He gave me his number at the end of the semester and asked me to call him over the summer. He didn't think I would, but one night I was bored. So I did. We talked for hours that night. And the next night. And the next. And the next. For the entire summer, we stayed on the phone for hours. This isn't really anything new for me. I can always keep people on the phone for hours. And usually connect with the type of talkative people who are amenable to such chit chat. The person I don't stay on the phone for hours with is really more of the anomaly.

Jamal and I talked our faces off the entire summer. He was a talker and actually a good listener, too. When we got back to school, it was only natural that we spend some time together in person. We started with walks along the waterfront and around the campus. Hahaha. Not as romantic as it sounds. It could be, I guess, but I loved the water so much I would walk around with anyone. That was not a sign of my affection for you. He had a habit, though, of saying chauvinistic things which never works for me. I would get mad and not talk to him for months, then we'd be cool again, then off again and on again and on and on for 2 years. We would go days or weeks or months without talking.

Finally I lost it for good in September 2003 (fall senior year). Me and my friend went to his house to We were listening to this Luda song (warning: not for young ears and eyes) and arguing. Read the lyrics if you want to understand why I got a more than a little bit upset when he started singing the chorus in my direction. Of course when I react he says, "I wasn't talking about you." I stormed out of his house leaving my friend behind and an alleged hole in the wall. I only heard about it afterwards because I was so busy making an exit. I never saw it so to me it didn't exist. On the way out I said, "If you see me on the street, act like you don't know me. I mean it."

And I was so sincere. Of course he didn't believe me because though I'd never been quite that definite with my choice of words, like I said we had been off and on for 2 years. You know how everyone has that one person they just can't eradicate from their lives? That was Jamal for me. But this time I was serious. When he saw me, he would speak and I would ignore with the "I hear nothing" face and keep walking. He played himself hard in the union on more than one occasion with that one. Since he lived off campus and our majors were completely dissimilar, we rarely saw each other on campus making it even easier to stick to my word.

Fast forward to the day before graduation. We had our last union jam (though it was in the student center and the first union jam freshman year was in the temporary union... no matter) and of course he was there. He was very intoxicated. He tried the whole speaking thing and got ignored again. He grabs my arm and you know the room went dark. Well it was night and we were outside so I'll say I saw red. I told him to take his hands off of me. Dramatic and I don't like scenes so I was pissed about that. He says, "Come on baby," (whoa. don't call me baby.) "You still mad about that?" I can't remember the whole conversation but he tried to get his friends to convince me to talk to him, I refused. I went about my merry way before some things really popped off.

Despite all of this, I didn't see him at homecoming and I was kind of disappointed. Why? Because I've been working out and know the physique is faaaabulous AND I have a job others find impressive. Plus, you know I wanted to make it rain with my business cards. I could've done that right in front of his face. I would've been nice and calm and cordial. It would've been so fabulous. We were with his homie all weekend long! But alas, it was not meant to be. I don't plan on going to homecoming this year so who knows when the opportunity will present itself again. At the time I was a tad disappointed. Now I'm very que sera sera, c'est la vie and who cares! Fabulosa strikes again!

18 comments:

1969 said...

Look here Feroche Coutoura....guys in college are very immature. They tend to grow up some after they graduate. *sigh*

the joy said...

Ugh! Why didn't he come so you could stunt on him? Cuz he's even more wack now than he was then, that's why!

He knew he was wrong. If you weren't singing along there's no need for him to sing.

CNEL said...

Everyone has that one.

The Ink said...

Yeah. Cant much good come from spittin Luda Lyrics to a woman.

Vdizzle said...

You better than me with the arm grabbing. I be ready to cut a nigga when he put his hands on me. And I act a complete ass.

Stacie von Kutieboots said...

yeah, i would've snatched my arm away so fast... and the calling people baby? never a good look.

i still think the making it rain with business cards is HUH-LARIOUS!

Epsilonicus said...

I never would have thought to put the phrase "make it rain" with business cards. I can't knock the hustle though.

Rashan Jamal said...

My middle name is Jamal. *wink* LOL

Making it rain with business cards - classic.

He so meant you... just didnt have the backbone to follow through. I don't understand guys like that. You definitely took the right approach.

Ms. Cali Brwn said...

ha while I relate to this store ... I had to take a small giggle at your adhd right in the middle of the story about the name jamal and such ... makes me not feel so bad about my randomness!

Desy said...

I'm still wrappin my head around the 'off and on for two years' part.

Ummm- grabbing of my anatomy is a permit only event and unfortunately, you are violating so technically that is known as tresspassing, and I can F*** YOU UP... with no legal consequences... Think on that before touching me again.....

Don't let Rashan woe you with that middle name.... You ain't missin much... you've seen his yellow hoodie right?...lol

Open Grove Claudia said...

I think you should google him and give him a call or an email. What do you have to lose? You have great memories about a fun friend. Go for it! People are the most valuable commodity we have.

jameil1922 said...

1969... LOL. What'd I do!? you seem so exasperated! It's not my fault he was acting up. What do you want from me?

joy... he's in school still which is why its even stranger that i didn't see him.

cnel... not anymore! everyone HAD that one. i'm glad i got it out of my system and have no intentions of bringing it back.

ink... no indeed.

v... b/c its so unnecessary. don't touch.

stace... i make it rain... i make it rain... yeah... don't touch.

epsi... its so hot.

rj... i'm rolling my eyes at you right now! lol. i'm not stupid. i know what he meant. which is why i reacted the way i did.

cali... i really need you to be used to that by now.

desy... its college. there's no need to be serious. lmao @ the yellow hoodie. i know you're trying to keep him for yourself girl! lololol.

claud... i'll pass on that. we're myspace "friends" and that's enough for me. i don't really see a necessity in revisiting things that didn't work. it didn't work for a reason. it behooves me to remember that.

Chris said...

While it was probably too early in the courtship to bust out with "At Your Best, You Are Love" by the Isley Brothers, reciting Luda cuts in your direction must've been like masturbation...cause he sure 'nuff screwed himself. There's always Homecoming '08, when you're feeling more and more ballertastic by the day.

Los Angelista said...

Maybe he didn't come to homecoming because he hasn't been working out and has no business cards to "rain" on y'all. LOL!

Regardless, let's hope he's grown up and realized that you don't grab on a woman's arm like that. A guy tried that mess one time with me back in high school, I called my cousins up and let's just say, the hospital visit was pretty lengthy for the poor arm grabber.

1969 said...

I ain't mad....I just wanted to call you Feroche Coutoura.

Sparkling Red said...

Too bad you didn't get a chance to gloat. Sounds like he's an arrogant son-of-a-gun who needs to be taken down a peg or two.

jameil1922 said...

chris... early? this was the end of off on for 2 years. early i think not. i really don't think i'll care by that time.

liz... i hope he's matured by now. no sweat off my back if he hasn't but i hope for him he has.

1969... hahahahahahaha thank you dahlink!!

red... oh he's soo wack. well he was back in the day. who knows how he is now? hopefully he's grown up.

yet another black guy said...

you just want to show him up, that ain't cause to want to see somebody. on 2nd thought...