A Valiant Youth

Today was quite interesting to say the least. I have had like a 25% interest in finishing the dish out of my dating history simply because I am too happy to conjure up those ex-jokes right now. 😎

I managed to score a ‘date’ with a guy my friend and I had approached 3 years ago as freshmen at the UWI, Mona. He’s a seafarer and he was wearing his uniform 😍. Like, do men not know how hot they look in a well fitted suit?? Man! We had the giggles. And we watched him take his sisters luggage up the stairs and back. I wasn’t about to let him go without telling him how fine he was. And did I mention he was tall – er than me. (Lorde! Mi skin did ketch a fire) πŸ˜„πŸ˜„

So of course, my friend and I did rock paper scissors to see who would get to approach him. And guess what??

i-won

 

πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ I went over all giggling and 16 and told him just what I was thinking. That he was a f fiiiinnnneee brother. And he was shy. Oh gosh! It was so cute! And sweet! And right there I felt

like a bomb ass cougar! 😼😹😹

cougar-07

Anyho, the long and short of it is that we’ve been in touch ever since. We never got chance to meet as we were both busy with work and studies. He is now an even more handsome , more adult seafarer and he is an absolute gentleman. His mama raised him well. We had a bomb good ole Jamaican style evening eating Orange Pineapple Kremi Ice cream from the cone.

P.S. I am like the most un-sexy ice cream eater ever. haha! talk about a 5 year old. It was dripping everywhere and shit. Smh. A good thing mi anuh hot gal or da ‘date’ would’ve gone south!! πŸ˜†πŸ˜†Β 

We also drank jelly and chatted for about 2.5 hours while watching the sunset on the Palisades stretch. It was just absolutely beautiful.

Umm….maybe I could date a younger but mature guy…this would be a first…And I like firsts.

Here’s a few pics to go get jealous over now 😝😝

 

Yeah Yeah, I still look like a boy! #Bleh

But I bet it’s like a super hot boy right? hehe!

Buenos noches! 😘😘

“We were constantly moving to different countries and adjusting to new things. It was such a free feeling. I’m glad I didn’t have a traditional upbringing.” – River Phoenix

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