Today was good. I had lunch, studied, tried to be evil, went to Boston Commons and saw
Carmen very nice i must say. I hereby like opera, especially free opera. Although i would like it indoors better. But i'll take free opera anyway i can get it. As well i got to spend time with my girl, but no alone...so that sucked. Um...opting not to say what i'm thinking here, but just know that it would be brutally honest and you would be like "dang that's kinda harsh". So eventually....wait...i don't think i emphasized that enough....
EVENTUALLY we all made it back to their room (her roommate was with us the whole night). And we got on the subject of R&B which her roommate knows JACK about, but wanted to learn. I mean...didn't know diddly.
Me: "Yes, there were originally 4 members of Destiny's Child..."
Her: "REALLY?!!!"
That, my friends, was not an exaggeration. So I got to do what i enjoy, which is listening to good music. Its kinda weird too, cus you are fully responsible. Its like i can mess up and turn this girl off of R&B for years. So I just got bold, threw her into Bilal...then Jill Scott...some mo' folk... skipped all that mainstream junk. If it was in my power Ashanti and 'nem would be in a totally diff genre with the word "Pop" in it, so people would know what they are in for. But yeah, i went straight Neo-Classic Soul on the roommate.
OHHHHH, the random ending.... so i'm walking back to my room, on the way, i see a group of pseudo-thugs ... (college kids, but still got alot of ghetto in them). So yet again i am asked, "Where the party at?" So again, i tried to give them directions..."Alright you make a left on this street and right on the very next street...but its kinda weird cus it curves so..... mayn just follow me..." Thus once again i led a pack of otherwise intimidating brothers to a party that i wasn't headed to myself....and i felt good.
Like "i've contributed to the world" good.