Story To Tell

In my advanced writing class everyone was given the assignment to write a paper with the only guideline being to keep the word adventure in mind...

This is too free for me.. it can lead anywhere... where that is yet... hmm... I don't know...

But what great piece of literature does not include love, in some form or another...

It must be love...

The great adventure, love...

Social Whores...

In college I watch my peers whore themselves out, for attention, for popularity, for sex, for admiration, for somebody to love them, even if it is the most false and terrible kind of love....

Fraternities and sorrorities, clubs and organizations, parties and get-togethers, hang-outs and hook-ups... it all looks the same to me...

We all have our values. Mine just don't coincide with the majority of my peers.

Am I doomed to be the black sheep? Or am I only painting myself?