Aro

I slammed the door behind me, crossed the miniscule space of my dorm single, dropped my bookbag on the floor, and threw myself into bed. For a few seconds I just lay there on my back, then I grabbed my pillow, put it over my face, and let loose with a little primal scream therapy. Why did it have to be so difficult? When I first got to college, I remember noticing right away that the guys had changed. If you looked past the frat-boys, past the drunken binges every weekend, past the macho strutters, there were actually some fairly intelligent and eloquent men to be found on campus. After going to high school in La-La-Land with the surf-bums-and-beach-babes-in-training, it was refreshing to be able to have a halfway decent conversation with someone of the opposite gender. ...