Dumb Bxtch

It is 1 am on Monday night and i (for whatever reason) am up watching College Hill and eating shrimp pasta. Should be a pleasant savory experience, no? NO!

What in the name of naivete is occurring on my screen?!?!?!?!

I am watching the very first episode of the series and already i am disgusted, particularly in this young woman:

Her name is Terri and shes a damn fool with a bad weave! On the first night she decides shes in love with this little cutie named Brandon.

Its cute at first.

Then she spends the night with him.

-100 points

Then she tells him that shes no longer allowed to "lick whipped cream off of other girls" referring to the night before when they played a game of truth or dare requiring the licking. Remember, she just met him yesterday.

-400 points

Then she tells him that he can't speak to any one else.

-1,000 points

Then she tells him that he is officially hers

And he responds with ... silence.

-1,000,000 points

Then, she wakes up the next morning and irons his pants

She has no more points.

And finally, she makes his bed.

:-x

That the hell?

To top things off, Brandon, while at school, realizes that he is digging his own grave messing around with that loca. So, he comes home and totally ignores her, and starts chatting with this skinny minny.

Then, Terri is like aww hell naw!

The episode pretty much ended at that point, and it appears that she will be fxcking up another girl in the house next week in an elaborate show of misguided aggression. SMH.

I went to a small all women college, so i did not have to deal with the whole dorm couple thing but i am still pretty familiar with how silly girls get when they move out of mama's house, into the dorm rooms and start feeling like real women and playing house. Gag.

So this is my Public Service Announcement to all you young ladies out there:

College is probably your first taste of total independence. You can came and go when you want. You have a little space that is yours, and you can have whoever you want in there (with the door locked because mama's not there to bitch). You suddenly feel all grown up. On top of all that, you probably live next door to/down the hall from/on the same campus as men and boys. Big ones, small ones, tall ones, smart ones, sexy ones. You may even fall in love with one. But please do not become a dorm wife! It will be to the detriment of your entire collegiate experience and you will end up looking like a naive fool just like Terri.

While he is out ballin with his friends, you will be in the dorm kitchen making him dinner. While he is chillin with shawty from physics class you will be in the basement doing his laundry. While you are pent up playing his wife, he will be out living life, where you should be.

Pretty soon college will be over and you will have all of the time in the world to cook dinners and do laundry and play wife.

But please, do not let your love, or lust, or like for any man make you blind, and miss out on the time of your life. Get out there and be a bad bitch (either literally or figuratively) because this may be the only time in your life that you can do so and be exempted from Santa's Naughty List.

Have a man if you wanna. Love him up and down. But live YOUR life! Hell, i had three boyfriends in the spans of my college career, but you wouldn't catch me ironing any one's shit. And best believe it was the best years of my life romantically, academically and in terms of bad bitchin around town!

Furthermore, any man that you met yeasterday, is not yours today. Nuff said.

And tune in to College Hill next week to see Terri get buck!!!!!