It's As Simple As Apple Pie

Ever since I have returned to the Burgh I have felt soooo happy to be out of Baltimore. The only adjustments that I have had to make are that I'm around more chics and I have to get used to being around people who are younger than me considering all my friends have graduated. I must say, being thrown back into the wonderful world of the inexperience has got me thinking.....

When it comes to dating, I have realized that despite some of the horrific experiences that I have had with men, overall, I'm pretty damn spoiled. I have never had a nigga directly call me out my name and guys know that they have to come out of pocket if they want my attention. No, I'm not a gold-digger. I just believe in proving how much you are into me...and that does not always have to be done monetarily, sometimes it is as simple as being creative. I can get the things I want on my own but that does not mean I'm going to let a nigga get away scotch free without proving that he knows my value.

Most of the horrific experiences that I have had with men that I have dated usually are due to their possessiveness as opposed to outright inconsideration....or simply just pure bad luck surrounding certain circumstances. I only had one experience with that and I'm not going to go into detail about it because I have given too much time and energy to it...those who have been keeping up with my blog know what I'm talking about.

N e hoo...

Like I said, this is the first time ever in my 22 years where I have strictly hung around only chics (I'm usually around males or mixed crowds)....and I also happen to be livin with them. Every time I get around chics, that's when it is made apparent to me that when it comes to guys, I'm pretty damn spoiled.

Right now, I'm definitely experiencing testosterone withdrawl. Being around so much estrogen is definitely driving me up the wall...but I'll get into that later. Because I'm experiencing testosterone withdrawl, I had decided to hit up some male friends who go to the university down the street from me and see what was on and poppin since they too are still in the Burgh. I ended up inviting one of my roomies and her homegirl to come with me.

While we were chillin with my homeboys from Philly, my roomie took a slight interest in one of them...we'll call him Jigga. After drinking into the late hours of the night, on the way home we made a drunk run to McDonald's to feed our drunk highs. Jigga happened to be there. My roomie whispered to me that she was in the mood for some apple pie but by then, we had already ordered. I told her to just ask Jigga to get it since he was placing his order right then and there. She asked him if he could get her an apple pie. And of course, he did. Now she's really into him because he bought her some apple pie. The worst part of it is that she continuously brings it up.

I give her the okey-doke every time she mentions it because I do not want to be the one to put a damper on her parade but.....

Buying me two $1.00 apple pies is hardly proving anything. It was kind of sad to know that she has not experienced more than apple pie from a guy. She is young and is very inexperienced but I would hope that she would set her expectations higher than apple pie.

I did subtlely mention to her that she needs to start dating. She needed to allow guys who are interested in her to "court" her (yeah I know that term was used in the old school but it's still appropriate for what I'm trying to get across). It's not just about a guy proving themselves to you, it's also about really getting to know a person.

(will finish later)