So one of my thing I want to do before I die is to have a white boyfriend. I used to want the type that was black...not "acted" but the type when that's really how they are, which is funny because my two white boy crushes are Paul Walker and Shia LaBouef (so fine). Well there's this white kid that's been trying to talk to me since October. He asked me out on a date a few times and I turned him down all those few times. His personality isn't good enough to make up for the fact that he isn't cute,and he doesn't have the looks to make up for the fact that he's annoying. Then Winter Break comes around and turns out he's staying in a town 15 min away from me in Long Island but he's from Brooklyn. So as expected he suggested that we met up on a number of occasions, and I suggested that we not. And then turns out when my family and I go out for my sister's birthday he's at the restaurant. I mean really...can I get a break? So as you can imagine I spent 87% of my time there hiding from him since he was facing my direction. Thank goodness he didn't see me. The next semester I didn't see him at all. I thought he left school. I was ecstatic...do you understand me? ECSTATIC! But then my dreams crumbled 2 weeks before the semester was over and I basically walk right into him. False alarm though because he didn't stalk me after that. False alarm right? False alarm my tail!!! Last night he hits me up like "aye you". Not you again. What have I done to you? What have I done? I'm gonna go cry about it czu it's the only way to escape.
...it's been real peoplez --->DEUCES
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