Dear Boys,
And when I say, boys...I mean boys cause there is quite a number of you. How are you? I hope you're all well. Some of you are friends, some of you are foe, and some you I do not know. Alright...I'll cut this rhyming sh*t right now. Ain't nobody got time for that.
This is an important message I have for you because, as I've said before, there are so many of you walking around this Earth pining for me and all I have to offer. What I'm saying right now while I have all your attention is that I don't blame you. I understand why you’re all in love with me. I am a damn catch.
She’s got style…she’s got grace…she’s…not me, but that’s beside the point. I have so much more that I bring to the table! I’m more than likely the funniest person in the room at all times. I have a tendency to get smart and intellectual when I’m talking about things that interest or excite me…which is a lot. I mean…if you need someone to talk about Fight Club or inspirational sports movie I’m your go-to girl. And, most of all, I am really good at tricking people into thinking I’m good-looking. If I could…I’d date myself, but that’s frowned upon in most societies.
What are you all so afraid of? Am I as intimidating as everyone says I am? Do I make you as nervous as everything else makes me? Is my dazzling personality and radiant good looks too much for you all?
Those are the questions I have for you. Why are these feelings you have towards me so “ secret.” Spit it out, boys! Don’t be shy, there’s no need. I promise I would do anything rash…at first.
You have a question for me? I knew you would.
"Vanessa, how do you know we're all in love with you if it's a secret?"
I"m glad you asked! You see I have a sixth sense. I'm really good at reading people. I am a Communications major, after all. I pay a ridiculous amount of money to learn about people, their actions, and essentially to get a sense of how they are feeling via how they communicate with me and others around them. I'm an observer. I like to people watch. I see you staring at me. I see the way you talk to me. I know what you're about.
Let me know you're in love with me. Throw that cat out of the bag! Or, at least, tell me you think I'm cute. Our love affair could be something special, just give it a try. I make bomb fried chicken if that will swindle you in any way.
I like movies, Starbucks iced coffee, Chipotle, writing articles for Odyssey and being the funniest person in the room always. If you're picking up what I'm putting down, let's make some magic.
And, don't worry, there's enough of me to go around!
All The Best,
The Girl That's Got Your Eye
