College life Stories

There was a girl I knew, once upon a yesteryear On an ordinary day - with the sky so clear They were the best days of one’s life College. So much to learn…and unlearn The yearning urges of puberty grow in volume No more bedtimes or parental on-looking Alone in the dorm -- wifi fun till dawn But I’d hear her crying and wonder why I’d hear his shouting and watch As her friends come ‘round less and less And soon I started to...

Some of us would stay up late arguing unresolvable philosophical questions pretending we were studying. To study alone a diner was three blocks away. Getting a booth and spreading out happened often during finals week. To study hard one spent time where coffee was served in bottomless cups.  But for fake study, we talked in our rooms into the early hours until the morning birds started singing. Inevitably, we would get hu...