The Jamaican Student: Welcome To America

Sparks

Jeminye

Turns out I'm going back to work on Monday, there's only so much I can do from home I guess.

I know there will be conversations and co-workers questioning whether I slept my way into the job I know the routine I've seen the movies.

But I will not let anyone discourage me, I know the truth and that is all that matters. Besides I'm from Jamaica a little mouth talk cannot hurt me.

Who am I kidding it's not me going back to work that's really on my mind right now.

I have a date with a sexy piece of British man 7pm sharp tonight and I have no idea what to do with myself.

I felt like I was going to blackout when he started to confess how he felt about me, apart of me felt like it was a dream or something.

I mean a millionaire like him shit maybe more than a millionaire with so many accomplishments could have literally anyone.

Can't blame him for wanting this chocolate covered Jamaicanness though.

Woiieeeee you know say me cyaa badda wid mi self though.

But his qualities definitely surprised me with how my uncle described him as being a ladies man.

Instead he has been nothing but polite and a complete gentleman , except for when he irritates my soul but I wouldn't have it any other way.

And I know what my mom would say, 'this is not what you came here for' but I believe I can have both.

I should be able to chase my dream and live a little too, tomorrow is not promised and the violent community I grew up in reminded me as a child that you could be here today and gone tomorrow.

So here I am.

Chasing my dream and living.

Since this little date was on such a short notice I didn't even get to buy something new. Even though I do have dresses I haven't worn yet that I brought from Jamaica.

It's a simple dress, but my figure brings it off. It's a good length with a tad bit of cleavage on display classy but sexy are the two words I'd use to describe my dress.

I stuffed it in my suitcase before my mom could see it.

Even though I am a grown woman she doesn't really like seeing me show skin.

But hey God blessed me with a beautiful melanin skin and I'll be dammed if I cover it all up.

I decided to wear a lace front tonight, I'm always wearing my hair I wanted to switch it up a bit this time around.

What we Jamaicans would call dolly dung.

I was trying to get ready before uncle got home so I could avoid all the awkward questions.

I know I should tell him before I go in any deeper into whatever this is.

But i just want to have something to myself until I'm ready to share it.

It is 6:30 and I'm currently running around like a headless chicken after doing my makeup and lotioning my skin with coco butter.

I hastily slipped on my red dress with some silver accessories and heels.

I sprayed my Perry Ellis perfume all over my body, grabbed my Steve Madden bag and made my way downstairs.

As I began to descend the stairs I hear the shuffling on the other side of the door.

Shit.

There was uncle himself walking through the door.

Wait.