She THREATENED me
Extra bad luck
I think his interrupting the prayer that the counselor was giving me caused the message not to be sent to God. Or maybe it got sent to God, and he disregarded it since I couldn't have the willpower to keep concentrating on the prayer uninterrupted. Or maybe, God planned this failure all along because (Natalya) and (Graham) were never "meant to be." If that was the case, why did he have to facilitate (Natalya)'s threat to coerce me to take her to (Collenzae)?
(Natalya) comes back!
We both used the restroom, (Alva) had a brief exchange with (Natalya), then we both left unceremoniously.
We headed to (Peoplesdale).
We also wanted to know why (Mushira) was there with him, and (Alva) as well. I don't remember why (Mushira) didn't leave for work that day, but (Alva) told me earlier that he was laid off from a job so he was coming back home from filling out job applications. We were there to clear up many confusions.
(Graham) said that he wanted us to come the FOLLOWING week. Well then, he should've specified a DATE, not just a day. Maybe what (Alva) was telling me was right - maybe (Graham) was lying for entertainment, because who else would want to leave such a gaping loophole that was not giving the date? (That date wouldn't have worked anyway because that would've been our first week of classes.)
We were talking to get things caught up and cleared up, when (Mushira) showed up from the back and put her hands on his shoulder. Somehow, her intuition told her that we were going to head straight to where (Graham) was in (Peoplesdale) to confront him, so she decided to "save the day" from us.
At this point, I knew it was over.
We were somewhere in Johnson County when we took a nap at a parking lot of a Taiwanese restaurant. Then I called Jacob Holland, a close, good buddy of mine from my years at Navigators. I told him that I would make good on my promise to swing by his house whenever I was in the area. We were excited to hear each other, and I promised I'd be there by 6:30 (or was it 6?)
I went toward his part of Kansas City, but got lost in some industrial area and had to guess where to turn. I eventually got it right and arrived as the day was dusking.
I turned a sad day happy for both of us because it's always a blessing to visit each other, and always improves our moods. We got caught up on a LOT of things in life, and he expressed his opinion on the LDS, as he saw from some of my previous status updates and Note entries that I have become a part of the LDS. Then he gave me a large, black book about the LDS that he urged me to read.
It was "One Nation Under Gods: A History of the Mormon Church" by Richard Abanes. Since it's such a large book, and I have 16 credit-hours to work on this semester, I may get to it right after the semester concludes.
When we returned to make a botched rescue attempt on (Graham), I had managed to check out (Graham)'s (and now (Mushira)'s) living spaces in their mini-house. It was as messy and strewn about as before; the only addition being that there was an extra bed next to (Graham)'s. I told (Natalya) that since (Graham) didn't have a job, he would now have to have time to clean up after himself. She couldn't counter-argue that.