It's true. I do. He's actually real (unlike Ed) and knows my name and even went to high school with me. He would tell me secrets about his flings. We shared music. I'd ride his skateboard. He had braces and thin short hair. That guy...^right there. He's brazilian. He is a diver in Miami Keys, listens to reggae, spends his time playing guitar and looking like this.
I was in love with him...secretly. But I always knew I wasn't his type. Still don't think I am but that's an argument that will never die. I always wondered where he was after high school. Where he went. Who he did. How he was. And even smiled at songs that remind me of him. You know, all that stuff. We found each other on Facebook and I hyperventilated when I found out because he was just a click away. All my senses and brain melted. He instant messaged me one night (before this pic) and I almost fell off my chair. I even finger brushed my hair....in my PJ's. I can chat like a normal person, right? Say any funny shit and everything, right? No, but, no...not this night. My fingers trembled on my keys. No one has ever done that.
He had a very smart and modest default pic before this one and I thought it was the best thing that came out of facebook. I would stare and analyze it and pretend i knew what kind of life he was leading. Till he did this. Alll of thissss....*spreads arms*. When i saw this on tuesday I seriously almost had a heart attack at work. Right at my desk. Silently. Hand in mouth. Holding screams. Going red. Pulling hair. One swift bang of my fist on my desk. Whole nine yards. No one noticed. *closed tab quickly*
It hurt.
So I ran home and cried on my sister's shoulder and my mom joined in saying she'd gladly eat him. Yes, she said Eat. And I knew that this was serious. I had 3 people (who don't even know each other) ask me when my next trip to Miami will be because something HAS to be done. *nervous laugh* pfft, as if. But seriously, what would your comment on this pic be? Cuz THAT needs to be done. I'm all out of witty and cute. Maybe I shouldn't and just leave it. *sigh*
Anyway, just felt like sharing my pain. And here it is.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I know him... Facebook musings of a Boy - Epi. 1
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Miami uh uh
Southbeach bringin the heat uh
Haha can yall feel that
Can yall feel that
Jig it out uh
Here I am in the place where I come let go
Miami the base and the sunset glow
Everyday like a mardi gras everybody party all day
No work all play okay
So we sip a little something lay to rest the spill
Me an charlie at the bar runnin up a high bill
Nothin less than ill when we dress to kill
Everytime the ladies pass they be like hi will
Can yall feel me all ages and races
Real sweet faces
Every different nation spanish hatian indian jamaican
Black white cuban and asian
I only came for two days of playing
But everytime I come I always wind up stayin
This the type of town I could spend a few days in
Miami the city that keeps the roof blazin
Chorus
Party in the city where the heat is on
All night on the beach till the break of dawn
Welcome to miami
Buenvenidos a miami
Bouncin in the club where the heat is on
All night on the beach till the break of dawn
Im goin to miami
Welcome to miami
Verse 2
Yo I heard the rainstorms aint nothin to mess with
But I cant feel a drip on the strip its a trip
Ladies half dressed fully equipped
And they be screamin out will we loved your last hit
So Im thinkin ima scoot me somethin hot
In this south sea merengue melting pot
Hottest club in the city and its right on the beach
Temperature get to ya its about to reach
Five hundred degrees
In the carribean seas with the hot mommies
Screamin aii poppy
Everytime I come to town they be spottin me
In the drop bentley aint no stoppin me
So cash in your door
We flow to this fashion show
Pound for pound anywhere you go
Yo aint no city in the world like this
An if you ask how I know I gots ta feed the film
Chorus
Verse 3
Dont get me wrong shytown got it goin on
An new york is the city that we know dont sleep
An we all know that l a and philly stay jiggy
But on the sneak miami bringin heat for real
Yall dont understand
I never seen so many dominican women with cinnimon tans
Mierda this is the plan
Take a walk on the beach draw a heart in the sand
Gimmie your hand
Damn you look sexy
Lets go to my yacht in the west keys
Ride my jetskis loungin in the palm trees
Cause you gotta have cheese for the summerhouse piece on southbeach
Water so clear you can see to the bottom
Hundred thousand dollar cars eybody got em
Aint no surprise in the club to see sly stallone
Miami my second home
*snicker*
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAhahahaha
thank you. that's just what i wanted to hear...bad song gone lovely.
btw i was totally confused reading the first paragraph going...Miami...uh uh? yeah yeah yeah? what?! What is she saying?! LMFAO! I love you.
BWHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NIC!
OMG that's Will Smit's song!
LMFAOOOO!
*cracking up*
And N, since something needs to BE DONE, here is my honest comment on this.
THis guy is HOT...extremely hot!
I think you should stay in touch with him...see if he is interested in going to Boston and visit you and old high school and stuff like that.
I don't know, but you need to start somewhere right? lol
CUZ SOMETHING NEEDS TO BE DONE!
And fuck me sideways!
I am sure you will get the chance to review him again in real life :)
You just have to make it real hun.
I WANNA READ MORE ABOUT THIS GUY!!
Keep me posted!
Okay, me, I'd probably still be mumbling incoherently, putting up a parasol and slobber cooling cream all over the screen.
You're doing fine.
Ask where the thin haired guy with braces is hiding (the one you had a secret crush on. Fess up to that that one; Pretty people love to hear they were loved back when they were ugly) Say you miss THAT guy.
This dude you mama wants to EAT. You find it very disturbing.
Tell him never to return to Boston
So, when I saw the pic I was sitting in my panties with hairy legs and belly folds sticking out from under my top, instinctively I wanted to hide under my desk.
Ummm, YOU! Don't do that, don't hide. Listen to Beige, I like her advice actually.
*nodding* Yes, I concur dr. Beige. The operation former- thin- hair- and- braces- now- sexass- guy must continue.
You should ask him if he wants to come eat some Boston Cream Pie...
HAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAH
you girllllsssss are fuckgin brilliance!!!
*cracking up*
Dr. Beige That is like the BEST comment i can add on FB! I think telling him to NEVER come back to boston would totally grab his attaention right? LO!LOL!OL!
and no it wasn't disturbing to hear her say she'd eat him.....ok, yes, yes it was and i dotn wanna picture it please dont! But we were eating pasta at the moment and she said "I'd eat his pasta, with pleasureee!" Can you believe that woman?! lmfao! Then she continued to say that he must be a player. LOL!LO!L! My mom said player. I love her. She get's it. My sister agreed though and asked if i was repared to get ghonoria from him cuz it's likely. I had to think on that. Still am. Are the symptoms visible?
THANK YOU SM!!! EXACTLY MY FREAKIGN POINT!!!!! I'm sitting there in my PJ's, hairy legs, cuz fuck it, and combing my hair back uncontrollibly liek he could see me! IT JUST DOENS'T FIT!!!! IT DOESN'T!!! LMFAO @ hiding under desk. I swear it was like you were beside me. HAHAHAHAHAHAHahahaa Jesus.
NIC HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH STOPPPPPP HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! I'mma throw up from laughing, i swear. I have to write that one down somewhere. But do you think adding that as a comment on FB would be a bit much? HAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHA I sooooo want tooo nowww!!! My finger is twitching. Sometimes i write what i really want to write and jsut stare at it and mever press "comment" button. Its risky but *shrug*
I'm so glad I asked you gals for comment advice. Cuz my sis suggested me to add "I'd like to wear your shorts" OR "So when is GQ gonna call?" Bless her heart, she's a corn ball. *shakes head* Poor thing...
*breathes*
Did i mention he private messaged me on my deafult pic? Yes. He said "Me likee!!!" and apparently i'm "dope". LOL! *shrug* it's something.
God, i'm a walking zombie. :-/
EAT would be the word. YUM.
Type this:
Who's this hot guy and why is his picture here?
Or something equally cheesy. Sorry, I'm no good at this sort of thing either.
Checked in. Reviewed the post. Photo still insane. Off looking for more cooling creme.
LOL Erica, neither am I which is probably why things went haywire. :-/
I'll explain when i have the brain to do so.
Still. He's hot. *sigh*
When you find some Beige, let me know.
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