Muttering, Stuffering and Suffering  

If I could turn back the clock, the one part of my life that would be a do over is College life. It was a time of confusion and cultural anal retentiveness for me. I never had any fun; no exploration of possibilities; no finding of oneself; never stopped once to penetrate the true purpose of what college life was all about. I was too caught up in chewing the leaves of the text books.

I can tell you, American white kids certainly know how to have fun. Every Friday afternoon, I would watch these kids chill with their favorite rock bands playing live on campus, and this idiot would say to herself, 'how these people listen to that combustion of metal, and what kind of name was 'Guns N' Roses.' Well, the joke was certainly on my ignorance and closed mindedness.