alien

 

 

Some aliens could be irresistibly lovable.

He is totally out of the ordinary.
He looks like an alien in the cutest way possible and in a way that puts E.T to shame.
His hair is a beautiful mess of brown and curly strands. It’s a total turn-on.
His lips are so rosy he could be secretly using Cherry flavored Chapstick.
His smile so deeply moves me – I so adore it. I don’t know if it’s just me but I think his smile is so innocent.
His body built is not scary – not big and bulky and, well, macho.
Shades accent his alien look – I always look forward to seeing him in shades even when the sun’s not up and, yes, even when he’s walking in the corridors.
He’s not pushy. He takes his time.
He is freakin funny I can’t help but laugh or smile when we’re texting or when I watch him do his antics.
He plays ‘real-life-counter-strike’ in the corridors with his friends.
He calls the room with a glass wall an aquarium.
He calls me alien which I consider a compliment.
He loves music. He’s a musician.
He doesn’t smoke.
He’s a family guy. His featured friend in friendster is his mother. Isn’t that sweet?
He’s a devoted Catholic. But it doesn’t matter. I would convert him to Christianity someday.
His name is totally unique.
He’s not emo. Wiiiie.