肉食系男子 has the reading as 'Nikushoku kei danshi' and means 'Carnivorous men' in English.
These are classifications that Japanese women use to describe guys.
Herbivorous boys care for their appearance, care about fashion and may do diets. Herbivorous boys are non confrontational, passive, meek, shy and have no problems going on dates that involve no sexual activity. Often ambivalent and indecisive, they like to get to bed early, read books and listen to music.I hate these guys cause they are weak ass pussy girly men.
Carnivorous guys care more for sports than personal hygiene and the arts. Hair and clothing styles are functional over fashionable, conversation lacks wit but is fruitful and brutal in both honesty and careless grunts alike. These guys go after what they want without making any hesitations. They aren't delicate and won't break in half the moment you touch them or take a stab at their ego like the herbivorous guys would. But they are so headstrong and prideful its hard to mess around and have fun with them.
I hate these guys cause they are chump ass try hard jock macho homos.
I asked a couple of girls which one they think I was. They said I was herbivore. I was like, "Fuck that! I ain't no pussy bitch." Then they were like, "Well OK then, you are a carnivore." So I was like, "Shit! You really think I'm a jock? That sux." Then they were like, "Well I dunno. Don't ask!"
So I was like, "RAAGH!! I hate everyone!"
Then just now, I was watching TV. Some chicks were talking about guys. One of them said that she likes 'Cabbage roll guys'. Guys that appear as herbivores but are carnivore on the inside like the dish with the same name that has ground meat wrapped inside a cabbage leaf.
Cabbage roll guys! As if this classification system couldn't get any more ridiculous?
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Unrelated story,
I was on the train the other night, on my way to see Cecil, and two gyaru with two gyaruo stepped on to the train. The chicks were fucking hot and the guys, well of course they looked like douchebags by default since I'm jealous, but they were actually ugly looking despite the cool coordinated fashion.
Most Japanese people when they talk about me don't do much to cover it up since they don't really expect me to listen and be able to understand. This particular group said, "He's unexpectedly good looking for a foreigner." Then the dude was giving the girl shit and told her to say it to my face in English and she was like, "No way. I don't speak English."
This kind of thing happens on average, a few times everyday. Guys and girls point, look and make comments. Sometimes I talk to girls who comment on my appearance and try to get a date going but despite their feigned interest it rarely goes anywhere. Its such a waste....
I met up with Cecil and we had some drinks at a bar and started to get trashed while playing Jenga and throwing darts. Then by chance the double couple of gyaru from earlier on the train walks in. I turned to Cecil and told her that they were sitting opposite me on the train and I liked his style and I wanted to know where he got it from. Then they saw me with a dolled up gyaru looking extra trashy- she still has blond extensions in and was wearing them up on top of her head and had been tanning a lot recently. They all grabbed each other, and broke into muffled conversation. Yeah, you muffle it now.
I was like, "I'm hungry, lets go get some food."
She was like, "What are you in the mood for?"
I don't want much in the way of carbs cause I'm on a diet, but I would like a mixture of both something that contains plant foliage to aid digestion and help roughage along with some flavorsome meat for protein to make my body hard as fuck.
"Do you know anywhere around here that sells cabbage rolls?"
LoLz. I don't think I'm ever going to fit into any category aside from "foreign guy". I sure as hell ain't gyaruo. Cecil keeps encouraging me to spend more time at the tanning salon. I don't think she understands that I'm white.
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