I really do hate them!

College girls. At home, I can’t stand the stereotypical ones. Now I’m trapped with a bunch of them. This was originally part of an email to my girlfriend Vivian, so I make no apologies for spelling errors and such, since I had to type it, and this, on a Euro-spec keyboard. These things are the spawn of satan. Anyway, you now have a feature, posted by me, from Italy! Enjoy it!

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Let me paint you a picture. We went to the Vatican museums over a week ago, and it’s filled with classical and Hellenistic art. This means a lot of male nudity. Amy and Andrea spent the entirety of lunch talking about how much those statues made them miss their boyfriends. This is CLASSICAL ART here, not some porno mag. They joked with Teresa, who’s boyfriend was in the country, about how lucky she was that she was going to get some this weekend. Not a single “middle ground” girl came on this trip. They’re either shy and reserved and don’t talk to anyone but their roommates, or they’re nymphos. And almost all of them have boyfriends at home! There are four guys on this trip, two with girlfriends. That limits their playing field quite a bit, considering there are 34 of them. Kalib, one of my roomates, showered with two of the girls (Amy, Andrea again) in Venice, both of whom have been constantly, as I said, moaning about much they miss their boyfriends. Amy slept with Steven in our hotel room (that’s the other one with a girlfriend), just because she didn’t want to sleep alone. Nothing happened, so I don’t really fault him, but it was just blarg-inducing. Travis, the final roommate, slept with Melissa that night, and has been staying at her apartment at random since. Kinda like what Kalib and Andrea have been doing, only neither Travis or Melissa has anyone waiting for them back home, so that, at least, is okay.

Whew. I’m sick of college girls, no? Jennifer makes fun of me because I’m not flirting or doing anything even though I’m 4,500 miles away from home. Hell, I don’t flirt AT HOME when I’m single, why should I do it here when I’m not? Why do these people think that, even as they’re moaning over boyfriends lost, being thousands of miles away from home makes this okay?

I guess Andrea has the best excuse. Her boyfriend is in the navy, stationed in South America. He took condoms with him, in case “they broke up while he was down there.” Then he suggested Andrea take condoms with her to Italy. Also, just in case.

Speaking of which, both Travis and Kalib packed condoms in their carry on luggage. I obviously didn’t come into this program with the best mindset, did I?