I rolled my ass out of bed this morning to go class, not expecting more than an hour long lecture on…whatever the hell my class is about.  While scanning the classroom, my eyes still only half open, I perked up when I noticed someone that grabbed my attention.  There he was: Super Hot Black Guy, the new love of my life.  Or at least this semester. 

Suddenly completely awake, my eyes scanned him, sitting two seats away, from head to toe.  Chocolatey skin, delicious lips, musicular chest and…OH MY GOD.  With his legs crossed in my direction and his somewhat thin sweats you could see (through his pants!) that Super Hot Black Guy was PACKIN’!  Not only was he articulate and delicious, but he is helping to perpetuate the sterotype that black guys are just…bigger.  I’ve decided that he is my new goal for that class; by May I plan on fully having studied his anatomy.  This morning is looking better already!