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Tag Archives: College
Language Class With Me
Language class is in session. Right now, let’s talk about similes. Aren’t they beautiful, like germs on a model’s shiny lips? I mean, it is possible for a hideous thing to acquire a desirable quality. Michael Jackson’s Thriller music video scares even the bravest sexually transmitted disease symptoms out of me. However, MJ’s presenceContinue reading “Language Class With Me”
When We Were Young…
When we were young, we were powerful. When we were young, we were needed. When we were young, we meant something. We felt like we were a thermometer to a doctor, a whistle to a traffic officer, a beard to a terrorist, a knife to a serial killer, a mask to a burglar… When weContinue reading “When We Were Young…”
The Stolen College Mattress
“We looked at your CV…we receive a lot of CVs from college students from a multitude of universities on a daily basis looking for intern openings just like you. We…” Those were the only words I managed to capture from a Human Resource office lady. I knew right there and then that an impendingContinue reading “The Stolen College Mattress”
The Hobbies Section On A College Student’s CV
The word curriculum is too long and boring, like an endless country music mixtape. Thank God for the short abbreviation CV. For a word that allegedly means making shorter, abbreviation is too long too…something is just wrong here. Imagine if the biblical Goliath, the Philistine giant, was just called Bob, or Ted. A three letteredContinue reading “The Hobbies Section On A College Student’s CV”
College Education
Last night, I made burnt popcorn…by accident. You know, it’s easier for a single 23 year old guy to just get distracted by looking through the window when he hears the sound of high heels tip toeing down the street than looking forward to the too familiar sound of popcorn popping. I don’t even listenContinue reading “College Education”
My HIV Status And Me
Most of the time, I’m not positive about a lot of affairs in my life. This includes my HIV status. It’s not positive. It’s negative. You know, the word represented by the minus sign -. The very sign that was used to grade my studies back in high school, just like now in college. “How’sContinue reading “My HIV Status And Me”