Stereotypical French Guys

Hey there! Sorry I haven’t updated this in ten days. This week is basically my finals week even though the semester doesn’t end for another three weeks. I have had so many projects and papers due that I haven’t had time to write. This isn’t to say that I haven’t had time to have adventures with flirting and guys.

Which brings me to today’s title “Stereotypical French Guys.”

About a week ago I happened to be using the website, omegle.com, just for a little fun. For those who haven’t used it, it’s basically a site where one can use text or webcam to communicate with strangers anywhere in the world. You can be as anonymous as you like. Now this usually means that it is a sausage fest of guys looking for hot broads to make their night, the typical lot on omegle. Every once in a while though you meet some really cool people that you can flirt with, talk to and have fun without any worry about the future.

In order to find these people (usually by webcam) I follow a strict protocol and anyone who does not meet the requirements immediately gets nexted.

1) No genitalia visible!!!
2) Preferably male, when I go on omegle, it’s to flirt and I am straight.
3) No shrouded in darkness, that being said-
4) I need to see your face! If I can’t I wonder what you’re hiding.
5) Must be clothed, shirts usually to lead to nicer guys (I don’t know why but it always seems to work out that way).
6) They don’t ask to see any private parts within the first few lines of conversation.
7) They have to be under 30, I’m 20 so anything higher than that is creepy.

After a guy meets all of these, then is he acceptable to talk to. The guy I happened to meet that met all of these criteria was a handsome, young (22 I later learned) man from the south of France. Now I know you never know with strangers on the internet whether or not they are telling the truth but I decided to wait it out, and after a while I discovered he had nothing to hide and was blunt in who he was and his pursuits. This guy, Leo, was soooo stereotypically what a French guy is made out to be in the movies.

I always thought I wouldn’t like French guys very much because (for some silly reason of my own) they were super cheesy romantic and I thought that was stupid. Again I can’t really explain my reasons but I always seemed averse to them. Leo is the first French guy I’ve ever actually talked to and now I can see where all the stereotypes come from. French guys will freakin’ sweep you off your feet.

He is totally adorable with a scruff of dark hair around his jaw and chin and thick wavy black hair. His clever grin lights up the rest of his face when he smiles and his eyebrows dance on his forehead when he laughs or makes a small jibe at me. What truly blew me away though was the second time we talked, this past Tuesday, when he stayed up nine hours for me. Mind you, he is six hours ahead of me and we started talking during my class at six, which meant he stayed up from midnight to nine a.m. his time. That was the longest any guy had ever stayed up talking to me, it was so sweet and romantic. Bits of our nine hour long conversation can be seen below.

[11/20/2013 1:15:55 AM] Leo: but all over the weekend i was saying your name not to forget
[11/20/2013 1:16:07 AM] Me: awww really?
[11/20/2013 1:16:15 AM] Leo: yeah
[11/20/2013 1:16:26 AM] Me: You kept popping up in my mind haha
[11/20/2013 1:16:46 AM] Leo: let’s face it, we’re in love, marry me
[11/20/2013 1:17:13 AM] Me: hahaha, only when you get down on one knee and ask again
[11/20/2013 1:17:24 AM] Leo: will do, writing this down now

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[11/20/2013 1:39:10 AM] Leo: have i already said u’ve gorgeous eyes as well?
[11/20/2013 1:39:22 AM] Me: awwww really?
[11/20/2013 1:39:48 AM] Me: Sometimes i get annoyed because if you haven’t noticed already i have fairly large cheeks and when i smile it makes my eyes narrower
[11/20/2013 1:40:10 AM] Leo: got more a less same thing
[11/20/2013 1:40:35 AM] Me: yeah but i don’t think it’s as a big a problem with you
[11/20/2013 1:40:56 AM] Leo: aight
[11/20/2013 1:41:06 AM] Me: well i mean it isn’t even a problem
[11/20/2013 1:41:10 AM] Me: it just annoys me ^^
[11/20/2013 1:41:26 AM] Leo: it doesn’t need to, u’re perfect
[11/20/2013 1:41:49 AM] Me: well, we’re both perfect, i guess we have to get married then
[11/20/2013 1:41:56 AM] Leo: deal
[11/20/2013 1:42:03 AM] Me: i swear to god
[11/20/2013 1:42:11 AM] Me: if we ever did get married
[11/20/2013 1:42:28 AM] Me: the preacher would turn to you and say “do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife”
[11/20/2013 1:42:33 AM] Me: and you know what you would say?
[11/20/2013 1:42:41 AM] Leo: deal
[11/20/2013 1:42:44 AM] Me: “deal!” with that silly grin on your face
[11/20/2013 1:42:59 AM] Leo: and you’d fall for it
[11/20/2013 1:43:09 AM] Me: maybe
[11/20/2013 1:43:15 AM] Leo: liar

We continued on talking about how he’d sweep me off my feet with his ability to flare his nostrils paired with his saying deal all the time. We flirted and laughed and stayed up way too late (we stayed up until 3 a.m. Eastern Standard Time). But it didn’t matter, I had a guy who was making me feel special even if he was thousands of miles away. I’m not about to give him my address and tell him to come meet me but it’s nice to get butterflies in your stomach once in a while. Even if it’s from a stranger.

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