College, Sex, and The Holy Bible

"Move-in Day"

I've always been an ass man, and to this day I will never change my opinion on that. There's just something about a nice curvaceous woman that I really find attractive. On move-in day I saw hundreds of gorgeous girls everywhere I looked. It was insane. Let me stop, I'm getting ahead of myself. The name's Michael (some people call me Token, but I'll explain that later), and I'm basically going to tell you about some of my life experiences on a college campus. Sometimes I'm really random, so excuse me if I sound redundant or go off topic every now and again. Anyway, my life changed for the better the day that my dad and I went to my university so that I could FINALLY get out of that cramped ass house.

My dad's 1984 Ford Thunderbird flew down the highway. I glanced out of the passenger window and noticed a lone tree. It seemed so out of place. I guess in that way we were similar. Does anyone really know what their purpose in life is or are we just existing here? I don't know, honestly, I never really thought about it until recently. As we pass the tree I look back at it, peering over my luggage in the backseat to catch a final glimpse of the oak. "What is it?", my dad asks me. "Nothing", I replied, as we took our exit. Home, sweet home I guess.

On that ride through campus I saw so many different people. It's really cool to look at someone and just think about what they're going through right now. I saw this buff asian guy jogging in combat boots and a beanie run by my dorm as we pulled into the parking lot. All that I could think was "Where the fuck is he going dressed like that?". As we unpacked my stuff in my new room my dad smiled at me. As if to say that he were proud of me. I smiled back and finished putting my clothes away.

Our goodbye was really short and awkward because he's a firm believer in being "Mr. Macho Man". As he drove off I looked around me. My new home.
The thing about college is that you're thrown into a situation in which you have much more responsibilty than you've wver had in your life. However, it's also a time that you have so much freedom to explore, and just live. There was a point in my life that I thought that nothing could be better. After coming home after my first semester of college I realized that my definition of "living" was far too low.