I Got A Story To Tell...

Fresh off my annual NY trip, and I must say I’m exhausted (mentally).
For the first time in history I uttered the words ‘I can’t wait to leave New York’.
Don’t get me wrong, I had a blast. But due to a series of unfortunate preposterous events, I was ready to get back to my safe haven, better known as my room.

I love New York!
& It didn’t help that the weather was great...It made me love my old city even more.
Strolling thru the streets with my best friend made me wish I had a clone that I could send back home, so that I could stay here forever.

Within the few days that I was there, I was able to catch up with a few friend.
 I even got the chance to have brunch with the ever so fabulous Karrie B.

But as the days went by, things were getting weirder by the hour.

Long Story Short…

I woke up in my hotel room after I passed out (sick), to someone staring down on me like the chick in Paranormal Activity, and a call of panic from my best friend telling me to get the hell out of there.
As I slowly got out the bed, I noticed rose petals and signs on the floor that read “April Fools”, “I did this to you because I love you”, etc…
My mind started racing and I did exactly what my best friend told me to do...I got the fuck up out of there.
As my best friend and I walked to the corner store, she informed me that my twitter has been hacked by the delusional person that was standing over me, and that other weird events had occurred.
I checked my BlackBerry to find that all my BBM messages were erased and calls were answered. I contacted everyone that I last held conversations with, and asked them if they received any weird messages from me.
Everyone said no, except one.
The person that I would practically kill for was subjected to the psychotic behavior of the deranged person that was lurking in my room, and that pissed me off more than any of the other things that were happening to me at the moment.
I did not know WTF was going on!!!
I was lost, shocked, and violated on so many levels.
I was speechless.
My best friend and I returned to my room and kicked dude out.
I even changed rooms under an alias.
As I unpacked in my new room, I discovered that my luggage was searched, and items were missing.

And that was only part of what I went thru with that moronic person on a weekend that I should be celebrating my best friend’s born day…

There’s so much more to tell (like how this all happened). But it’s too much for me to get into.
I’m just happy that it’s over, and that I can get on with my life.
It could have been a worst situation.
I was lucky to have God and friends around me.

"You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don't trust enough". – Frank Crane

Lesson Learned…