Baby Face...Why I think He's great...
I met this guy a while back at the Spelman/Morehouse Homecoming. I was at a club and the night was drawing to a close and he approached me for the last dance. I look up and he had a small childlike face, cornrows and desperate eyes...who let this little boy in here?...we danced and he seemed nervous. The song ended, we spoke for a while and I found out he was from New York (eck!) and he asked for my number; I honestly thought he was a child and didn't want to be bothered but he was so polite I had to oblige. While I'm talking to this boy his friend apporaches and randomly begins to rub my stomach, it was odd to say the least. The friend was obviously drunk so I asked him to stop and I let it go and walked away, no harm done...
Another guy came up and asked for my number, we spoke for a moment and I thought he was a more fesible bunn because he actually lived in Nashville and attended TSU while Baby Face stayed in Atlanta, three hours away...
While I stood against the wall taking the picture you see here and being accosted by my friend in the back to hurry up, Baby Face reappears ( I now notice he's tipsy) and asks for my name again because he didn't put it in his phone...my friends, who came to the club with me, all chuckle and say...you robin' the craddle ain't you, Blue? I agree, but I tell him my name again not thinking he would catch it because he was a bit drunk.
Fastforward to later on that night...I get a call on my cell phone, I thought it was the guy from TSU, come to find out it's Baby Face...we end up talking for 5hrs and only stopped because the sun was good and up and my phone died... Needless to say I never spoke to TSU but I have spoken to Baby Face everyday since...
Off top, he was not a guy that I would have picked out of a crowd. I've made it clear that I like my guys to be a bit rough around the edges, that might be my immaturity; Baby Face is neither rough, nor does he have edges! He is definitely not a guy I would have noticed in a crowd on any given day but overall, he's attractive, I believe I'm attractive, but we wouldn't make an attractive couple! He is not a steryotypical masculine guy: he doesn't watch sports, he's not big into video games or cars, he holds THE best conversations, and adores his neices. He is a hard worker, he is hilarious, he is polite (he actually met my sister...), he is a great dancer and loves reggae just like me, he understands the importance of family and wants to have children, he is patient, and surprisingly sexy...scary right...? If you have been following along, you would have read my previous blog about when I start liking people and how I fight the process like the plague. With him, I'm sort of letting it wash over me a little more, I can definitely say that he is making the process much easier. Like me, he is always looking on the bright side of things and that is refreshing...I despise people who complain about their blessings. Anyway, I like him, he likes me (I think) but I know it won't really go anywhere. First of all, I'm a weirdo about relationships and won't allow myself to go there...Second he lives too far away and I don't feel like fighting through the jungles of a long distance 'something' or other...Third, I'm a clubber, he's a partyer. The difference is that a partyer likes to go out, drink maybe even smoke and other social things; a clubber goes to a club (club hops) dances and goes home...fourth, he is not the most avid church goer. He mentioned out of the blue that he feels like he needs to go back to church, this is obviously a good thing, he just hasn't made it there yet...I'm trying to be patient...And lastly, he has, let's say, been around the block once or twice. He informed me that he has never told anyone how many women he has been with and never will, that's a little odd to me. He has a lot of female friends and you can tell off top he has had his share, though he is humble and extremely modest. He claims that people look at you differently once they know your track record and he doesn't want anyone to look at him that way. He also says that it's immature to count and it minimalizes the 'experience'... Whatever. He knows where I am and Ifeel he should share the same with me. Anyway, like I said, I like him but I know it's not going to progress; I keep telling my self this but I don't think it's sticking...and if it's not going anywhere, why do I care about issues one through five? *sigh*...you tell me...
I met this guy a while back at the Spelman/Morehouse Homecoming. I was at a club and the night was drawing to a close and he approached me for the last dance. I look up and he had a small childlike face, cornrows and desperate eyes...who let this little boy in here?...we danced and he seemed nervous. The song ended, we spoke for a while and I found out he was from New York (eck!) and he asked for my number; I honestly thought he was a child and didn't want to be bothered but he was so polite I had to oblige. While I'm talking to this boy his friend apporaches and randomly begins to rub my stomach, it was odd to say the least. The friend was obviously drunk so I asked him to stop and I let it go and walked away, no harm done...
Another guy came up and asked for my number, we spoke for a moment and I thought he was a more fesible bunn because he actually lived in Nashville and attended TSU while Baby Face stayed in Atlanta, three hours away...
While I stood against the wall taking the picture you see here and being accosted by my friend in the back to hurry up, Baby Face reappears ( I now notice he's tipsy) and asks for my name again because he didn't put it in his phone...my friends, who came to the club with me, all chuckle and say...you robin' the craddle ain't you, Blue? I agree, but I tell him my name again not thinking he would catch it because he was a bit drunk.
Fastforward to later on that night...I get a call on my cell phone, I thought it was the guy from TSU, come to find out it's Baby Face...we end up talking for 5hrs and only stopped because the sun was good and up and my phone died... Needless to say I never spoke to TSU but I have spoken to Baby Face everyday since...
Off top, he was not a guy that I would have picked out of a crowd. I've made it clear that I like my guys to be a bit rough around the edges, that might be my immaturity; Baby Face is neither rough, nor does he have edges! He is definitely not a guy I would have noticed in a crowd on any given day but overall, he's attractive, I believe I'm attractive, but we wouldn't make an attractive couple! He is not a steryotypical masculine guy: he doesn't watch sports, he's not big into video games or cars, he holds THE best conversations, and adores his neices. He is a hard worker, he is hilarious, he is polite (he actually met my sister...), he is a great dancer and loves reggae just like me, he understands the importance of family and wants to have children, he is patient, and surprisingly sexy...scary right...? If you have been following along, you would have read my previous blog about when I start liking people and how I fight the process like the plague. With him, I'm sort of letting it wash over me a little more, I can definitely say that he is making the process much easier. Like me, he is always looking on the bright side of things and that is refreshing...I despise people who complain about their blessings. Anyway, I like him, he likes me (I think) but I know it won't really go anywhere. First of all, I'm a weirdo about relationships and won't allow myself to go there...Second he lives too far away and I don't feel like fighting through the jungles of a long distance 'something' or other...Third, I'm a clubber, he's a partyer. The difference is that a partyer likes to go out, drink maybe even smoke and other social things; a clubber goes to a club (club hops) dances and goes home...fourth, he is not the most avid church goer. He mentioned out of the blue that he feels like he needs to go back to church, this is obviously a good thing, he just hasn't made it there yet...I'm trying to be patient...And lastly, he has, let's say, been around the block once or twice. He informed me that he has never told anyone how many women he has been with and never will, that's a little odd to me. He has a lot of female friends and you can tell off top he has had his share, though he is humble and extremely modest. He claims that people look at you differently once they know your track record and he doesn't want anyone to look at him that way. He also says that it's immature to count and it minimalizes the 'experience'... Whatever. He knows where I am and Ifeel he should share the same with me. Anyway, like I said, I like him but I know it's not going to progress; I keep telling my self this but I don't think it's sticking...and if it's not going anywhere, why do I care about issues one through five? *sigh*...you tell me...
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