Sex and the University: Boy's School
Look out the window... the birds are chirping, flowers are blossoming, and there is three inches of snow on the ground, nonetheless it is April. And that means soon we will be packing up and leaving. Time for my recap of the boys of school. Unfortunately the list wont be that long since this year proved to be a bit of a dry spell.
My inspiration of this piece came when I was eating in the Cafe. I looked over at a table diagonol from me and my heart began to pound I began to panic "please dont let it be him he cant see me like this" thankfully it wasnt. Who I am refering to is boy #1 who for reasons will be named Dinosaur Boy. I met Dinosaur boy through a friend at during welcome week. He called me Sober Girl since I was unable to even get a buzz off the beer. I would later prove to him I was anything but Sober Girl through many embarrassing charades. He was my first crush. I talked about him non-stop and even caught the crush back during finals of last semester.
Next was not a crush of mine. Just a friend I met who had a crush on me. The worst thing is when you know a guy is head over heels for you and you dont have any feelings for them and you dont know why. It's the number one way to ruin a good friendship. In such situations, I play stupid and avoid any confrontation. It typically gives the guy a hint and preserves the friendship.
Then we have Matchbox Twenty. I swore I was in love the moment I saw him. The strange thing about him was, he's not might type. Okay, maybe he is. He was preppy/emo/grunge, pretty much the boy knew how to dress, and wasnt gay! At least I dont think so. I thought he was perfect because he wasnt HOT he was just cute. I didnt think I would need a stick to keep the girls off him, how wrong was I! He could get any girl he wanted, and I am beginning to think he knows it. But he held the door open for me that cold afternoon after class, and everything was golden. I still hold my breath around him but it's getting better.
Next on the list is my boyfriend. Not my type at all. Skinny and looks 12. But so damn cute. We flirt like retards which leads my roommate to call him my boyfriend and my boss to tease me. Too bad I just met him and I am gone in less than a month. Things could have been fun.
One of my favorite guys is Star Wars Boy, due to his name not a fan of. I like him because he picks me up. He picks me up like I am as light as a feather, which we know isnt true. We have a third grade kind of romance. He punch each other and chase each other around. He of all the guys makes me feel so young, and pretty, and skinny. I love being around him though I couldnt see it ever getting serious. I am going to miss him the most I think.
So, that's my list, excluding all the drunk boys I have met..creepy james, john mayer boy, and pervert james to name a few. Hopefully, next year it will be more in depth but who knows what I am not telling you, that's another column. Forecast for the summer: Back to O-town so I anticipate a drought, but a downpour of nice-best-friend-never-date-boys. Sorry, guys.
My inspiration of this piece came when I was eating in the Cafe. I looked over at a table diagonol from me and my heart began to pound I began to panic "please dont let it be him he cant see me like this" thankfully it wasnt. Who I am refering to is boy #1 who for reasons will be named Dinosaur Boy. I met Dinosaur boy through a friend at during welcome week. He called me Sober Girl since I was unable to even get a buzz off the beer. I would later prove to him I was anything but Sober Girl through many embarrassing charades. He was my first crush. I talked about him non-stop and even caught the crush back during finals of last semester.
Next was not a crush of mine. Just a friend I met who had a crush on me. The worst thing is when you know a guy is head over heels for you and you dont have any feelings for them and you dont know why. It's the number one way to ruin a good friendship. In such situations, I play stupid and avoid any confrontation. It typically gives the guy a hint and preserves the friendship.
Then we have Matchbox Twenty. I swore I was in love the moment I saw him. The strange thing about him was, he's not might type. Okay, maybe he is. He was preppy/emo/grunge, pretty much the boy knew how to dress, and wasnt gay! At least I dont think so. I thought he was perfect because he wasnt HOT he was just cute. I didnt think I would need a stick to keep the girls off him, how wrong was I! He could get any girl he wanted, and I am beginning to think he knows it. But he held the door open for me that cold afternoon after class, and everything was golden. I still hold my breath around him but it's getting better.
Next on the list is my boyfriend. Not my type at all. Skinny and looks 12. But so damn cute. We flirt like retards which leads my roommate to call him my boyfriend and my boss to tease me. Too bad I just met him and I am gone in less than a month. Things could have been fun.
One of my favorite guys is Star Wars Boy, due to his name not a fan of. I like him because he picks me up. He picks me up like I am as light as a feather, which we know isnt true. We have a third grade kind of romance. He punch each other and chase each other around. He of all the guys makes me feel so young, and pretty, and skinny. I love being around him though I couldnt see it ever getting serious. I am going to miss him the most I think.
So, that's my list, excluding all the drunk boys I have met..creepy james, john mayer boy, and pervert james to name a few. Hopefully, next year it will be more in depth but who knows what I am not telling you, that's another column. Forecast for the summer: Back to O-town so I anticipate a drought, but a downpour of nice-best-friend-never-date-boys. Sorry, guys.