Pretty Little Liars

Wanted: Boyfriend.
Qualities Needed: Tall, dark handome, good kisser, lover, friendly, outgoing, smart.
Thanks(:

Gah i need some kind of love interest. Gay boys in NC are lacking. But i do have a quick story.
Me and my friend Jasmine used to go to Starbucks every Sunday to sit and talk. But we hadnt done it in like...Months. But yesterday we decided to go for it and go again. And it was a perfect day. No clouds. Sunny. 68 degrees. Well when we used to go to Starbucks, there was this gorgeous boy who worked there every Sunday. And i would casually flirt. And he sometimes would flirt back. So when me and jasmine went yesterday, i had to look good(: I was dressed down but still rocking it. Nice, vintage Tshirt. My Harvard sweat pants. And my rainbows. And after flirting for a moment, i got a piece of pound cake for freee. Yeah(:

Shout whenever, and Ill be there.

Tired of all of this. Did I talk about Kumar in my last blogs? If not here we go. We hooked up thru friends. Texted for a while. He seemed perfect/ We went to panera. Synopsis of the date? I was waiting for someone to yell "Your on disater date!" Damn. Anyways he tells me im perfect and what not. I break his little heart. I felt guilty but i mean damn. i need someone smart, and he was ditzy as helllll. Sorry needed a quick rant. Now he thinks i said no because i think he is a gold digger. what the helllllll? Anyways....Sorry this was a more pointless blog, but i needed a quick rant(:

Youve been punked!

I finnaly found a gay male in my town that is not taken and not too....flamboyunt. But needless to say if it seems perfect, somethings wrong. I want a smart guy i can talk with. He was ditzy, dumb, obnoxious, and rude. We went to eat and we saw someof my friends. I went and talked. He followed awkwardly then made a slight scene. We were eating and he ran out of drink, and so did I. He said do you want some more sweet tea? I was like yeah that would be great. He proceeds to say "Oh good, go get me some too." I mean damn. I was waiting for Ashton Kutcher to tell me i was being punked. I was waiting for MTV cameras telling me i was on disastor date. I mean damn. Now the child is obsessed with me. Texts and FB messages every other moment. "Hey.""Whats up.""You there?""What are you doing?" I mean hot damn. I knwo i am great (just kidding!) but i dont like clingy. I want somehting causal that might build. Patrick Dempsey, where are you and your lawn mower(: