  So , I went clubbin for the first time in many months. It was cool. A little too many "others" but my D was throwing the party so I had a good time.
The usual hip-hop/R & B upstairs and a live jazz band down. The music was on point but the singer was awful. And she was signing other people's shit. I don't know what they deal was with that but the atmosphere was cool. As well as the ambiance. Who woulda thought Jitney's we be so respectable being that it's on Kearney and Broadway surrounded by all the Asian strip clubs. Why did I know all the Black people there. I swear I can never go somewhere without the crew from V-town being there?
I guess everybody is connected to Demetrius and we're all cheap. Knowing the promoter is always a good thing. I knew people there from SFSU, from high school, from sorority, and from just around. That was a trip. So why was my ex there? I'm talking dude right before the soon-to-be-hubby. The "one" (at least I thought so at the time).
I tried my damnest not to look at him but hey, how can I not when he's staring me down? So this dude comes up to me when Rah-Nohn goes to the bar asking how you been, so you're getting married this year, and how's the baby? Nigga what? All I could say is um hmmm. I know that sounds crazy but whatever, I wanted him out of my face. Then this fool has nerve to shake my hand and rub my arm. This is what happens when you come from a small little area. Everybody knows you business. I don't even associate with any of his friends so how the hell does he know that I'm getting married?
I mean yea, he did keep glancing at my ring but really, to throw in this year. Oh, and did I forget the congratulations, I'm happy for you, really. He just wanted to see if he was still in there. And I was looking damn good so I couldn't help but to keep looking at myself in the mirror and who did I notice staring at me?
Yea. He still wants me. We were still good friends for a while, even while I was pregnant but it just became too problematic. I guess that's why I had two dreams about him last week. I was going to see him. Mind you, I haven't seen this fool for almost two years. Ambiance: [ listening to ] : Rain Drops Falling On My Dreads (oops, I mean Head). I'm way too into Jordan's Gymboree music class.
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