Info: November 30, 2006 Posted by: Leon 10 comments

I want to apologize to you guys for the erratic manner in which I’ve been posting. Between last Monday and the 14th, I’ve been either studying for or sitting exams, so I probably won’t be posting as much as I regularly do, but I’ll try my best. Speaking of college, I would like to talk about those hotties of higher learning, those angels of academia, college girls. Ever since I was a lad going to Wolmer’s Boys’, I longed for the day I would prance on the lush green grass of a tertiary institution, to bask in the glow of higher education, to flex my mental muscle, to…didn’t fool you for a second huh? Sure, I wanted to get a degree like any ambitious adolescent, but next to that was the thought of the tons of hot girls that would be mine for the taking. Plus the knowledge that their hormones would gush forth after years of inhibition, especially the ones that went to same sex schools, made that prospect all the more sweeter.

My friend and I were talking about our choice of universities back then. At the time, I wanted to go to UWI. My friend laughed and said: “Di girls goin’ hol’ yu down and rape you over dere.” This thought both frightened and excited me, the thought of such raw, unbridled libido. Eventually, I got my wish. Every day I’m awash in a sea of braless bosoms, cute faces, tight jeans, skimpy skirts, exposed asscracks and an abundance of “friendliness.”

But alas, expectations were not the same as the real thing, as things rarely are in life. I am not as happy as happy as I thought. I’m suffering from overload. Every day I’m bombarded by these images. It’s a wonder I don’t have neck pain because every time a cute girl passes me, I have to turn my head. Sure I’d like to deal with a couple of ‘em, but I don’t know where to begin. I feel like a dog in a warehouse full of steaks. And most of them have boyfriends already, and I doubt I have the skill to “bruk a man foot” (take his girl). Plus many of these girls are high maintenance, and I simply can’t tolerate that. It’s funny. We’re living in an age where beauty has never been more abundant, but many women think that for every ounce of beauty they possess, their men should give them a pound of gold.

I’ve got a girl. She’s good to me, always concerned about me and stuff. But these girls are oh so tempting. I once had difficulty understanding why men would cheat on their women, why they would betray their trust - until now. I want to be a good boyfriend. I want to be faithful. But these girls are making it so damn hard! Now I know why they say young relationships are killed by either summer or college.

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