One of them days...

This was written yesterday, Sunday.

It was one of those days today. Should I go to church, should I not... wound up going. And what do you know, Wande Cole walked behind me for like 3 blocks from parking lot to church gate and it was all lost on me. I have heard his name, heard the music, but until yesterday didnt know what he looked like. So I caught sight of a friend on the church shuttle going towards church, we waved and made a note to wait for her when I got to church, yes I walk fast. I noticed other girls on the bus were cheesing. Some guys rushed up behind me and I took a cautionary look, you know assess the threat. See I started martial arts and needed to practice on some unlucky fella see if I am learning anything. I just saw 3 guys, looking like they need to get away or move closer, so I noted their position behind me.

Well on my way, another friend was a passenger in a car facing opposite my direction. I smile waved but something she did confused me. She must have seen Wande after me because she cheesed too, which got me confused thinking she wanted to exchange a few words. I didnt know Wande was behind me. But I noticed she was strugling not to move her attention and not to leave mine either so I keep walking. Another cautionary look behind me, making sure the now 2 guys dont get any ideas. Well we 3 walked into church gate and I saw him sort of relax. I dont know how the name Wande Cole got to my mind, but sounded like a whisper. Is my mind making things up or did I hear it. I try now to talk to him, as I am all relaxed but he was rushing. So I asked a stupid question: Why are the people smiling and happy to see you? I did tell you it was stupid. It got his attention and he just said "I dont know" with that innocent face of someone who was caught red handed in the cookie jar. So I asked his name or something else, which he denied again.

My friend's shuttle pulls up and I ask her 'did you see the person that was behind me?". Without missing a beat she just said "Yes, Wande Cole." Oh somebody shoot me. Dude is probably thinking to himself "who is that psycho?", but I brush it off. But had I known it was him, I have decided never to be star struck again. It never leads to forever friendship. Yeah but I rub shoulders with stars like that on the daily. Ask RMD, we were standing side by side a few days ago. Doubt he knew I was there... oh well.

But it got beter after that... So I hung with my friend outside church during the third service. It was so packed we late comers had t wait till the forth service. We chatted some outside, compared notes, we had not seen each other in a while, then she had to run. I walk around, used the restroom, blew my nose to pieces. For some reason I am leaving and decide to go blow my nose some more. Good thing I did bacuse a few seconds earlier than that I would have missed running into another friend. I am walking and bam ran into her after like 3 months, we chatted and she said something about basketball at some place by my house. I am sore right now but I will sleep good I know that. B-ball was gruesome. Then continued my walk and ran into another dude from high school. Will someone just hand me a million dollars already.

In my head this morning this post sounded better. But I have decided that to get into it, I will post even if it looses the steam from brain to paper. But the whole point is sometimes you gotta go with the flow. Let the force lead you. I am now connected with 3 people from my past and that Wande Cole story has been a good anecdote for lulling conversations. I mean imagine... you are talking with someone, conversation is dying and bam...

Guess who was walking behind me the other day...
Clueless look.
Yes Wande Cole. Didnt even know it was him, because I dont know what he looked like.
Are you serious?
Hell yeah. But he should have recognised me too, I am a star in my own little world..
Hahahaha, yes in your little world..
So what happened..

and well you get the point. People love stories, get good at telling one.