The College Experience ! What a Phony

Okay, remember how I went on the limb and said that I didn't really feel like being put in a position where I have to listen to loud music, here about sex-a-pades, wander around in the abyss of small minded conversations? Remember how I said that I would be involved with the whole noise and stuff, and how I would attempt to be more social.

Tis true peope, familiarity breeds contempt.

I have decided that when you are my age, you really shouldn't be trying to find a way to capture some remnant of college experience, bcos there really isn't anything to capture. When you are my age, you should be trying to get the hell out and get on with the real world, especially when you have expereinced and enjoyed the real world for so long (ooops! did I say enjoyed, well I did for some time)

What happened you asked?
Well this story I will finish,
So last night was my turn to cook for the week. I ended up cooking late (at my baby's place) and promptly fell asleep while waiting for my food to cool so I could transport it to my dorm (because I was tired from the NANA meeting that kept me up till 12 am the night before).

Anyway, I get dropped off after I had had some rest (He is so understanding) this is around 6 in the morning. I decide as I am walking to my room, with my sweet smelling food, to get some sleep and hit the gym (going to join my sister vixen in this new get healthy crap/phase). As I am stripping in my room, I turn to see my roomy move, and I figure I am to loud, so I proceed to take my time and go slowly, my pants are all the way down to my knees when I notice another head. O my God! Her man is in the room. I am wearing nothing but my panties and a tank top! What the hell. I quickly grab my pants, yank 'em up and dash out of the room.

At first I am pissed off, extremely because I wanted to sleep and because I was almost nude in front of a man who I don't really know and I was thoroughly embarrased. But then I realized one thing (even though i am still upset) had I been twenty years old, and in thier shoes, I probably wouldn't have been upset. In fact I would have had my man in the next bed sleeping too.

I think I do have a problem. I am way to old (in my head) to be trying this whole college thing. Thank you family for putting money in my account and letting me stay in the dorm, but my darling sisters if this is what you experienced in college, well, I do not envy the almost heart attacks. Next semester, I am getting a job and living off campus.

Peace