MuToiD_MaN
The Freeman
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I graduated from college last spring, and in reasonably quick fashion I got a full-time job. It's been going pretty well so far as I'm still working there, small company that's advancing at a rapid rate. But that's not what I'm posting about.
This weekend I took a trip down to Mexico (not a huge drive from Orange County) and stayed in Rosarito. I stayed out all night at this club where it just so-happened that the Girls Gone Wild crew was there filming their newest footage (apparently Spring Break season started this weekend). Anyway, the celebration was great and the topless antics of the college girls was entertaining, but I got this nagging feeling looking at them, realizing that my two younger sisters were already older than them, and these girls looked like, well, girls (not women).
Up to this point I was still considering myself a college-age guy, but it looks like as the months go by it's only going to turn into more and more of a case of denial.
Commiserators? Is there any solution for me, other than finally growing up and acting like an adult?
P.S.: No pictures from the night, sorry. I decided not to take anything of value south of the border, particularly not my cameraphone.
This weekend I took a trip down to Mexico (not a huge drive from Orange County) and stayed in Rosarito. I stayed out all night at this club where it just so-happened that the Girls Gone Wild crew was there filming their newest footage (apparently Spring Break season started this weekend). Anyway, the celebration was great and the topless antics of the college girls was entertaining, but I got this nagging feeling looking at them, realizing that my two younger sisters were already older than them, and these girls looked like, well, girls (not women).
Up to this point I was still considering myself a college-age guy, but it looks like as the months go by it's only going to turn into more and more of a case of denial.
Commiserators? Is there any solution for me, other than finally growing up and acting like an adult?
P.S.: No pictures from the night, sorry. I decided not to take anything of value south of the border, particularly not my cameraphone.