Congratulations! This letter confirms your acceptance into Xavier University of Louisiana for the fall of 2010 semester.
New Orleans here I come! C'mon C'mon (Sissy Nobby playing in the background)
It was a hot sticky evening in my dorm and a facebook message comes in from we gone call him southern twang. He lets me know that we should meet at a bench near a popular area on the way to the library. Let me give you a back story so pretty much we've been messaging and getting to know one another without really seeing each other around campus. So I guess one day he decides we should meet. Mind you its only been a month into our freshmen year so we all trying to claim something since after all it is cuffing season. I'm throwing on some shorts (the shortest ones I can find) and a crop top knowing damn well I will get bit the fuck up by these mosquitos. My roommate walks in laughing like girl where you about to go with that on. I'm like I'm about to go talk to this boy outside and she just shaking her head like this bitch look dumb. The message comes in and he's like I'm outside your dorm and I'm like ok I'm coming out now. I walk outside looking like a whole thot but shit he needs to see what God has blessed me with. He walks up with his hat pulled all the way down to his fucking eyes trying to look like young chris in the "run it" video. So I can't really see much but I got an idea of what he looked like. He mentioned for us to take a walk and talk towards the bench near the library. I'm thinking to myself like shit this real romantic. These were during my basic bitch moments so please forgive me. We take a walk to the bench by some trees and finally sit down. We getting real close and personal over here laughing at dumb shit, talking about God knows what. But everything is indeed going well! He walks me back to my dorm and we hug. I'm in the clouds right about now. My roommate was laughing at me making love rap songs and posting them on facebook. I was geeked so sleep came quick. The next day I didn't hear from him and I'm over here blowing him up. The next text I get is "hey, I think you cool and all but right now I'm not looking for anything serious." I can admit I was hurt because last night was cute and I know I didn't say anything to scare him off yet so why in the fuck did he feel the need to "get to know me" if all along he didn't want anything serious. It's bullshit! Oh but it gets real. Tell me why my roommate went on a walk with him later that day and we both found out it was the same dude. Also, he's been talking to her this whole time smh while texting me. His timing was impeccable. Niggas MAKE TIME trust me! So then later we end up hearing about other girls talking to him and how he was running the same game with them. Next thing you know he disappears after speaking to every bitch in the freshman dorm. Mind you it's only been two months since we started school. Long story short we become really good friends...
BUT WAIT BITCH THE STORY FINNA GET THICK!
He end up leaving our school and moving back into his hometown. We talked everyday and he even made trips to see everybody (my crew consisted of me and like 5 other guys). But what was weird is that he always stayed at my spot even if he had to sleep on the floor. I'm like why don't you spend the night at the bro's house but he never did. So we were just close and a couple of years after graduating he had something to tell me. I'll give y'all time to guess what it is... I'll wait!
YUP! you guessed wrong the nigga was in loveeeeeeee with me but guess what I friend zoned his ass! Dj gone head and play that city girls track "Fuck dat nigga"!
P.S. Yes that was dumb I could've had me a nigga right now sigh but instead I'm single as fuck wishing on a fucking star.