Confession Friday...

Since I'm confessing I might as well admit I almost sent in a application for 'For the Love of Ray J' to fulfill some childhood crush. I quickly came to my senses and deleted the email that was sent to me by a friend. I don't watch for the Love of Ray J. I saw one episode weeks ago cut off the TV half way through the show and got on my knees and thanked God that I didn't send in an application. I can't under or overstand for that matter WHY people put themselves through this madness. These 'celebrities' are trying to reawaken their careers and these contestants are looking for their 15minutes of fame.... But it doesn't seem worth it. That aside, I couldn't help but hear about how Danger 'Smashed the Homies'. At first I had NO idea what people were talking about but after reading a zillion statuses on facebook, BBMsngr and blogs (one of which gave me the idea for this entry. Shout out to SingleSisterSpeak.wordpress.com) across the web I realize what happened. And I realized I too... had smashed the homies.

Let me explain. Back in my pre-celibate days I 'messed around' *see physical intimacy with a smidgen of actual dating and a pinch of affection* with a guy for a couple months. I genuinely liked dude and would have contemplated seriously dating him except I was still in school and relationships were not my priority. I was focused on graduating but I still appreciated a date, a phone call, and... u know, every so often. During this relationship the guy and I hung out whenever I went home for a break and once he even came to my school. But we weren't serious. I still dated other guys without getting physical with them. I had a rule of having at least 2-3months between someone I decided to get physical with. If I could help Maury letting me know the paternity of my future children then I was taking it! But I digress...

One guy I was seeing I actually liked a lot. I found myself really feeling him and started cutting off the other guys I was dating. I was enjoying my blossoming relationship and the dude I'd been messing with had been demoted to just a friend. I was doing great until I found out from a good friend of mine that she'd seen the guy I used to mess with and the guy I was currently dating run into each other and engage in conversation at a party. Just my luck they were homies....

So after a mini heart attack I called up dude I was dating and mentioned that I noticed he knew dude I was messing with. Told him we were friends and we had dated at one point as well. Dude I was messin with said they weren't friends so much as good associates. I breathed a sigh of relief and continued conversation as though it wasnt of any importance. Later on when he became my significant other (SO) dude I used to mess wit did try to holla and I let him know I was currently in a relationship and with someone he was familiar with. I didnt tell him who the guy was until we after we broke up. It was the one and only time *that I know of * that Special smashed the homie.... Those degrees of separation seem to get smaller as I get older. We really are all connected... *shudder*

So please people do not misunderstand. Smashin of the homies can happen to anyone. Don't be so quick to judge. Someone with hoe-like tendencies like Danger and a self-proclaimed Good Girls like myself canget hit with a doozy from time to time. I'm not perfect and prior to my actually applying the word of JC to my life I could never be lumped in the same category as Danger but it did happen to me. I've confessed... you got something for me?