School Daze…

I just got back from meeting with one of the advisors at SFSU – man, things are really starting to pick up since this is final year – I just hope it isn’t all a blur and that I can at least breathe. But something tells me that I’m gonna be busier than a one legged man in an ass kickin’ contest, so I better get ready! Anywhos, on my way to the Prof’s office hours, I couldn’t help but check out the fashion that graces our lovely campus. I saw one chick that was rockin’ a booty-high skirt, tank top, and some white Rick James’ boots. Have you ever seen the weather at SFSU? It’s hella cold, and homegirl was wearing that? More power to you sister… I guess. I never understood that. When I was undergrad at UCB, I would see girls go to class in high heels, and pants so low that you could see their thong-tha-thongs… for a guy, that might be a pretty good diversion when you’re sittin’ in O Chem lecture, but I don’t wanna see that. And back to the heels thing… I would see them walk (and sometimes bite it) trying to sashay up Northside. And guys aren’t exempt… at least for the brothas I run into, they all look like Kayne West and Usher carbon copies… which is pretty hot… but seeing a sea of pink polos with turned up collars gets kinda old after a while. Oi… what we all do for the sake of not getting on Mr. Blackwells fashion no-no list.