You’re So Hypnotizing

Since my love life has come to a sudden stop. I like to reflect on the beautiful women in my life. I have a friend who told me I have too many crushes, but let me tell you something; there is no such thing as too many crushes. If I could throw together a group of beautiful people I would easily do it in less than an hour. I think I might actually do that one day, so look forward to that post. But as of right now I would like to talk about my top 5 crushes. These women are single, so if I ever met them I would want to ask them out. I can easily talk to women, but for some strange reason it is hard for me to talk to the ones I like. I guess it is the whole “trying to impress her” thing that kicks in. Now that I have said that, if I ever meet any of these women I will ask them out, and I am sure the answer will be “No” because, let’s face it, they can’t handle this much of a good thing.

My #5 crush is Brooke Fraser. She is not a well-known singer, I actually came across her music accidentally, but since I heard her sing I have been addicted to her sweet serenade. I guess she is from New Zealand and was turned into an American artist, Not only is she very attractive, but she is freaking amazing. Her 2^nd album is titled “Albertine” because of a girl she met in Africa. The entire album is dedicated to all the things she learned while serving there. This is a clip from the CD cover:

In 1994, the tiny Central-East African nation of Rwanda was devastated by genocide. Almost one million Rwandans were killed at the hands of their neighbors, friends and community leaders within the short space of 100 days…the catastrophic outcome of decades of tension and fighting between two ethnic groups – the Hutus and the Tutsis – a conflict that did not exist before Belgian colonists moved in during the first part of the 20th century and introduced an alien politician divide.

My first visit to Rwanda occurred in June 2005, eleven years on from the atrocities. I visited local authorities, churches, schools, official memorials and living ones: child-headed households and communities living with AIDS, facing life without adequate medical care or basics like clean water. I met a people who are humble, joyous, diligent and in deep pain.

One day before I was to fly out and onto Tanzania, my friend and guide Joel Nsengiyumva took me to a village school in a district called Kabuga. He wanted me to see that Rwanda had hope – and no better way to see it than in the next generation. The kids and I exchanged songs and dances, and as things wrapped up and we were about to leave, Joel asked if we could take a few minutes and meet with an orphan whose personal history he was familiar with.

Throughout the trip Joel had introduced me to people as a musician from the other side of the world who was going to go back to my people, tell them about the people of Rwanda and help. No pressure. That afternoon we walked across the schoolyard into an empty classroom, joined by a tall, beautiful girl wearing the school’s cobalt and navy garb, where Joel’s introduction was about to become a kind of commission.

Just before he shared her story with me, that of one person laying down their life for another, he uttered these words:

“You must go back to your people and you must write a song,
and I will tell you what the name of the song is going to be.”

He motioned toward the girl.

“This is Albertine.”

Albertine is alive today because of the selfless, sacrificial love of another. Funny thing is, so am I. And now I want to know what it’s like to love other people like that, so have decided to spend my whole life on the experiment.

Feel free to join me. We might just change the world.

Let’s introduce crush #4 Selena Gomez. I know how many people hate Disney Channel stars, because I am one of them. But there is something that I really like about Selena. I have a confession to make, I watch wizards of Waverly Place just to stare at her face. I have another confession; I listen to her music just to listen to her voice. Is that something a stalker would do? I guess I don’t consider it stalking because she is famous. But I know I am a little creepy about it.

I have mentioned how I like the woman behind door #3 in earlier posts. Dianna Argon, the Glee star. I don’t watch l Glee, but if I did it would be to stare at her face. I do like watching I Am Number Four, but it is not just because of her. I actually kind of think her character is a little annoying at times. But not anything I can look over because of my love for her. She is on the cover of a recent magazine, and when I am at work I walk slowly past the magazine stand just to see her. I actually liked a girl because she looked slightly like Dianna Argon. But that whole scenario did not work out. That’s ok, life moves on and I would still ask her out if I met her, I am bound to meet one of my Hollywood crushes at some point right?

I have had a love for woman #2 for a LONG time. Kelly Clarkson steals my heart every time I hear her voice. Her story is funny actually, I was watching the first season of American Idol with some of my good friends, and they kept saying, “I want him to win.” Or “I want her to win.” But I just sat there and was enjoying the show. Then my friends wanted my input on who I wanted to win. So I kept my ears and eyes open, and when Kelly Clarkson came on I said, “I want her to win.” Then I stopped watching the stupid show and next thing I know she won. I decided to buy each of her albums and now I own all of them, with the exemption of Thankful. I fall in love with her each time a song of hers comes playing on my iPod. Another story about her is; while I was living in California my father (who is a police officer) was patrolling the stadium she was performing at. He actually got to escort her onto the field. She said, “Thank You” then shook each of the officer’s hands. When I found out I almost died inside. I could have met her that night. Maybe have taken her on a date the next evening and we would be married with 2 kids by now. What are the chances that my dad, who could care less about the girl, got to meet her? That is the story of my life.

The woman I have as #1 is fairly recent. I did not know she even existed until I was watching some of the highlights of the royal wedding on TV. Pippa Middleton is just as gorgeous as her sister, and two years younger. Now there would be a 5 year difference, but who cares when you are in love. The other bonus is that her sister will one day be the Queen of England. At this point I could care less about that. Her sister could be the world’s biggest prostitute and I would still marry Pippa. Let’s just hope her parents can handle her dating and marrying a poor, young, American.

Now that you all know my top 5 crushes on single women, I think this should show you what type of girl I am looking for. If I can’t have Kelly Clarkson or Pippa Middleton, I think I’ll just live the rest of my life alone.

Dr.K

(Song: E.T.; Artist: Katy Perry)