My Serengeti of Men

Even though this blog is a way for us to maintain connections with each other, we (D, B and I) still talk to each other A LOT. After a semester of me telling her about my latest boy obsession B has decided that I should just make a nice list of them . So here goes; this is My Serengeti of Men.

Kai: First college crush. This kid is incredible. Even to this day I cant take my eyes off of him. He's a jerk; hell yeah!! I could write an entire thesis on why people like him make me sick, but none the less I still think he's attractive, a talented musician and a really cool dude.... even though that he's a complete douche.

Donald: Ehhhh.... not much to say about this one. He's a cool dude too. Had him for French, thought he was cool so we chilled together for the first and last time.

Greg: THIS ONE RIGHT HURRRR!!! Greg is the spitting image of Bob Marley. He has the same skin color, hair, and face. He looks so much like Bob that I actually refer to him as Bob. People actually think his name is Bob because I refuse to call him anything else besides that. Whenever I see Greg my heart literally skips a beat and I cant help but smile. I think this one is actually the one that may take my heart away. Usually the guys I talk about are cool and stuff but Greg... he's special. It's not often you meet someone like that.

Makeel: I just love this kid. From the second I saw his starter dreads to the ridiculous flame tatoo on his arm I knew my life would never be the same. Makeel is just the awesome friend I have always wanted to have. Everyone calls him Wiz because he looks like Wiz Khalifa but what most fail to recognize as that he also could be the off spring of Snoop Dogg.

Cinnamon: Ehhh... he isnt that serious. The only reason he made the list is because out of all the guys I have been telling my friends about he's the only who I had sexual interactions with but couldnt have cared less about. Deanna and Bianca probably never heard of him because I dont speak of him. I didnt write his name partly because I can never remember it and partly because who cares.

Hewhoshallnotbenamed: He's an assface. I know no one reads this blog besides Deanna and Bianca but I have a problem typing this kids name. He isnt part of my serengeti because I liked him, he's part of it because he upset me the only way a guy could. I'll refer to him as Q. Anyone who talks to me at school will know automatically who this kid is... it's too easy.

Seve: (Pronounce se-vee) My latest obsession. I saw him on my first day back from break. As of now, this kid is nothing but a crush. But if some how I got to know him, I know it would be loved. He's too beautiful and too amazing for anyone not to fall head of heels for him. He looks like a beautiful hispanic boy with caramel colored eyes, dark features and low cut hair. He plays for the tennis team and from what his friends say he's good. He is covered with tattoos, but my favorite is the giant Lion on his right arm. His friends keep telling me that he's been here the whole time but I hadnt seen him once until the Spring semester started. Was I that blinded by idiots?

Well that's them. The men who drove me wild during fall break. Now that it's a new year. I hope what happened last semester doesnt happen again. I just want to be calm and spend all my time being normal and cooling it.

hash tag can i get some basic bitch problems?
hash tag i dont even like people.

Donald

Since I tend to associate with guys who I think resemble my personality, I am really beginning to question who I am... because they are all jerks.

hashtag still time
hashtag it really isnt even that serious

Gingers & Kisses

Anyone who has ever heard me say a single word knows that i am forever stuck on gingers; Shaun White, Bob Soven, Rupert Grint, yeah they all can get a piece of this Caribbean cocoa.
Soooooooo
being that I completely adore all gingers and what i hope to be their fire crotches, i had one of the best nights ever last night. Not only did i look fuhmazing but i got the attention of one older red headed Canadian gentlemen with my awesome bod and crazy natural curls.
I'm not going to write much because i don't want this post to come back and haunt me when im older and trying to explain to my children why good guys take good girls on dates and the importance of saving your lips (top and bottom) for the guy you want to marry, but i will say yesterdaynightoutsideofthisniceclubitotallywentcrazywiththisgingernamedphillipfromcanadawhosoooooolovesmycutebum.
But that's all that you'll get from me. For i am a lady.
If you want more details you'll have to find me another ginger so that i can demonstrate ;)

hashtag oh yeah i went there
hashtag who's next
hastag leftover makeup never felt so good
hashtag KE$HA 101

Lady Windel

I want to be courted. I want a guy to fall madly in love with all the things that others don't see. Like how my eyes are darker than the night itself. Or how I have a retarded dimple on my right cheek. Or how my lisp makes all my S's sound funny. Not because I give him that good poonani or because I put the magic in his magic stick. I want a guy who doesn't mind talking about stupid stuff because he knows that life itself is stupid. Someone who I can watch the clouds float by with and ponder what it must feel like to be water. Water that can fly. I want to fill my message box up with modern day letters explaining how crazy it makes me that he isn't next to me or how crazy it makes me when he looks at me. I want someone who makes me crazy! Crazy about everything! Crazy about smiles and little twinkles in his eyes. Crazy about moons because possibly he's staring at it too. I want first base to be him holding my hands. And second to be a kiss goodnight.
But unless I can find a way to go back in time and be white and from a wealthy family I can only dream.

Hashtag get over it