Posts Tagged ‘guy’

He’s sweet.

He’s sincere.

He hates liars.

He hates people who are fake, to the point where he prefers girl’s completely natural, no makeup, no touch-ups, all flaws included.

And he’s a poet.

Did I mention he’s into me? That’s the best part.

Wait no- the best part is probably the fact that he’s 19, but never been in a relationship, never got a first kiss, nothing. I’m not sure why but that is just a major turn-on. It’s because I know he hasn’t been around, he’s not jaded about romance, and everything he does or says just come out so.. sweet.

Oh and I think we’re kind of together. I don’t really know actually, and I’m not about to question things, I’m just going to let it flow.

He admitted he liked me, I admitted I liked him and he also admitted that he would kiss me except he’s nervous and he’s probably bad at it.

Eep. By the way, there’s no way he’s bad at it, it’s like impossible. Besides, I’ve only kissed one guy in my lifetime so I’m probably bad at it too.

But he’s so sweet.

And so thoughtful.

Just, such a nice person in general.

And sentimental too.

I think I found a gem.

I’m going to go now before I turn into jell-o.

 

Advertisements

My Dream Guy..

Posted: September 1, 2013 in Love, Me, Myself, and I
Tags: , , , , , ,

Okay before you go on scrolling or going to a different page due to the silliness written for my title, hear me out.

Still here? Good.

I think I must have read at least 30 romance or love stories this summer.

I’m a secret romantic. Well I guess it’s not really a secret since I’m putting it on the internet.

But I’m anonymous here. So I couldn’t care less.

So many books I’ve read, the guy turns out to be such an a-hole in the beginning of the story, and then turns out in the end, he’s suddenly such a mushy gushy corny love-sucked mess.

I mean, it’s cute and all when there are heartfelt moments that really mean something, you know?

Like “I love you”‘s sometime when the girl isn’t “giving you pleasure” ;o

And little things just to show you care.

But still being friends, most of all.

So I got to thinking how my love life might one day turn out.

And I have no idea.

BUT.

A girl can dream. And I dream of a guy who has as many of the following qualities.

1) Sense of humor. I love to make jokes and I love to laugh. I need a partner that can laugh at life with me or even help laugh because life is just too much to get through without laughing at some things.

2) Looks. Yes, I know how shallow that sounds, but mind you, it isn’t the first thing on my list. Before you jump on me telling me looks aren’t everything, let me tell you that I have to wake up to this guy. (Dream guy will go on to be hubby eventually, I said I was a romantic, didn’t I?) Personalities go far- much farther, I promise you. But he has to have a face that I can look at all the time and be like “wow, that fine man over there is all mine.”

3) Kids guy. No, this does not mean I’m the kind of girl that’s just going sit there and make babies with the guy, I just mean I like the guys that are good with kids. They often seem to be fun and more, I don’t know, kid-friendly, it’s just always a good thing.

4) Reasonable temper. I’m not saying he should put up with outrageous things- I’m not the type of girl to be outrageous anyways but even if so- he should know when to stop and take a deep breath. No doubt there will be fights, I’m a romantic but a realist, but I don’t want a guy that’s just going to stand there and yell at me. Even if later, he comes with “Baby I’m so sorry,” (they always do), I can’t put up with that, the emotional roller coaster is just too much.

5) Caring. The type of guy that will care for me, and of course everyone else. A guy that would give me his jacket if I’m cold, give up his seat for an elderly on the bus, offer his short to blow my nose is when I’m crying (Okay, maybe that’s too much to ask, snot is pretty gross). But to be cared for is nice. I would care for him too. Always.

6) Fun. Goofy. Relaxed. Someone that wasn’t too serious to twirl me around in the middle of a sidewalk and laugh out loud. Someone that would act goofy just to cheer me up. Someone that would make light comments to ease up tense situations.

7) Loyal. Someone who wouldn’t leave my side. I’m not saying he can’t bat an eye at any other woman, plenty are gorgeous. But someone that values me and only me. Someone who’s true heart only I have. I don’t share and I don’t think that makes me selfish.

8) The only thing that I can think of that’s left is not actually that important, more like something totally bonus but would be nice. A good cook. I don’t know, it’s just that I don’t really cook and I’ve always found a guy that could make wonders in the kitchen and feed his girl with food he cooked just absolutely sexy.

And that’s all for now. Maybe I’m just daydreaming and being mushy.

Maybe this is just an effect due to a summer lost in the world on romance all on my own.

Maybe this is just my escape, planning a love life that will knock out anything bad in my life.

Whatever it is, I hoped you enjoyed my thoughts, and thanks for reading.

Hands Off Boy!

Posted: March 14, 2013 in Teenage Boys..
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , ,

Okay, every single guy should know never ever, and I mean ever to force a girl to do something. It’s just not acceptable! If a girl says no, for god’s sake she means no! It doesn’t mean she’s being a tease, it means “take a hint and get lost.” Shall I demonstrate my point?

So I know this guy, a grade older than me, seems like a sweet guy, barely know him though. I mean we met in an after school program and other than that we say “hi” and “what’s up” in the hallways and stuff. Today I saw him so he stops me and we start having a general conversation.

Well, here’s the thing, we were in the middle of the hallway. It was crowded as hell and people were not happy with seeing two people just standing there talking. So call me polite but I wasn’t going to just cut off the conversation. So I say “Hey, why don’t you walk me to class and we’ll finish talking.”

We get to my class but as I’m about to go in, he grabs my wrist. Caught off guard, I ask him what’s up. He tells me to wait a minute, to go with him to the staircase for a bit.

Now, I know better than to follow a guy I barely know into an empty staircase. Plus, I had a test! So I said “um, no way, I gotta get in class”. And I was ready to go in. Except he had a hold of both of my hands and he was pulling, I mean pulling me away! He said “come on, just a minute, just a kiss”. Now hold up. Backtrack. Read that again, you did read it correctly. He barely knew me and he was trying to forcefully make a move on me??! What kind of guy is this??

At that point, I was desperate. I said to let go maybe about 20 times and I can assure you I was pulling with all my might! But he was stronger and he wouldn’t let go.

So there I was, in the middle of the hallways once again, except this time I was being almost dragged my a guy by both my wrists and even though I was clearly telling him to let go he wasn’t letting go. Can you imagine being in my place? I was two seconds away from screaming “RAPE!” It was like I was trapped. I was pulling, he was pulling, and finally, finally he lets go.

And there I land, butt first onto the middle of the hallway.

No, he didn’t help me up, in case you were wondering. Nope, how could you expect a guy that tried to drag somewhere to help you up? Not that I gave him much of a chance to anyways? I scrambled up and ignored the stares of the people and rushed into my classroom as fast as I can. You can bet your lucky stars I was shaking for the rest of that period.

Somebody needs to teach this guy how to treat a woman..

Douchebag.

Posted: March 11, 2013 in Teenage Boys..
Tags: , , , , , , ,

Why must boys be so on and off with you? One second everything is cool, you guys are the greatest of friends. Maybe sometimes it even feels like more. Maybe, but what do I know? And then the next second, it’s like you’re nothing to them. You’re just another girl they talk to when they’re bored and walk away when a better offer comes into sight.

We’re friends. I like it as friends. I’m all cool with that. But guess what? You don’t ignore a friend! If I say hi, for godsake, its not that hard to say hi! Maybe even a smile along with that would be nice, but you know, I’m just shooting ideas here.

And if I send you a message. Read it. But wait. Don’t just read it and sit there before moving onto something else. Reply! No one sends the first message and is content with not getting something back. And believe me when I tell you, I will know when you’ve seen the message. I know you, plus you don’t try to hide it much. All I wanna know is what’s so hard about saying something back? You’re busy? Fine. You can talk to your other buddies and post things on the internet but you’re too busy to reply to me. Alright fine, I understand. But why don’t you at least write that?! A simple, “Hey, a little busy right now, but I’ll talk to you later” wouldn’t hurt, now would it?

And you know, when I say your a good friend, I probably mean it, and you probably are, but it’s not cool to ignore my messages. Ever. So don’t do it.

Otherwise you’ll be forcing me to title you with certain names such as the one this post is titled as, just saying 😉