According to recent studies, the maturity level of college age boys is equivalent to that of a boy in kindergarten. Whose studies? Mine. In fact, I'm convinced that the maturity level a boy reaches by the age of 5 is the maturity level he maintains for the rest of his life. This may not be so obvious when a boy is alone. But get him in a social setting with more boys, and it becomes blatantly obvious. i've discovered that fraternities are the worse case scenarios when it comes to this situation. Case study #1. After having woken up from a long nap (yes I'm 20 and still take naps, sue me), I decided I was hungry. Apparently I missed the memo that tonight the immaturity was out in force. Hoping to just enjoy my meal in peace was apparently too much to ask. Walking into the dining hall, I witnessed perhaps the most pathetic sight i've seen in the past few months. Perhaps the past year or so. I walk into see 3 boys arguing with the cashier. Let me set this up for you. One guy must be at least 5'11 and built like a football player. The other guy, was somewhat shorter. The third guy was in a motorized scooter contraption with a bicycle wheel on the front. All were wearing polo shirts with popped collars. This just screamed FRAT to me. I didn't know if I should run or stay to watch. I decided I was too hungry to leave. Plus, who looks away from an accident as it's happening? The kid in the scooter thing was trying to convince the cashier that he "needed" his scooter as he was disabled. She couldn't argue, and he went on his way. I got my food and sat down at a table. Who sits down behind me but scooter boys frat friends. Oh great, there's like 8 of them. Meanwhile, the kid in the scooter was just riding all around the dining hall. His friends kept yelling things to him, and lovingly, i'm sure, nicknamed him "Retard." Oi. As I look around to see who all is there I witness scooter boy's first mistake. Some kid asks to try out his scooter. He obliges. So there they are, scooter boy (who is supposedly disabled) is standing there watching some other immature idiot ride his scooter around looking as gleeful as a small child at a carnival full of free toys. Somehow the manager catches wind of the situation, and the scooter is to be parked outside. Thank God. Only to be stolen by 5 girls. Oi. They are not doing much for the name of women. The rest of the dining experience went without event. Thank God. Case study #2. Yesterday morning, upon waking, I decided I was hungry. (yes, we all see the pattern, thanks) I decided that I should eat. I went to eat. Uneventful. I also decided that I needed to take a trip to the computer lab. Mainly so I wouldn't have to be in my room with my roommate and her friend before they left. So as I'm walking to the computer lab, I decide to stop and talk to a girl who happens to be in one of my classes. We discuss typical hi, how are yas? and she introduces me to her male friend. Who looks straight at me, and goes, when are you going to lose weight? I wanted to donkey punch that kid in his balls. But outwitting is so much funnier. So I looked at him and I was like "I'll lose weight when you stop being ugly." Which I then proceeded to point out to him that I could lose weight, but he could not lose ugly. Score: me - 1 him - a donkey punch to the ego. The girl just laughed. This begs the question, WHY???? Why, oh why, upon meeting a person for the first time would you feel it necessary to make a comment like that? It makes me sad for the children of the future to have these guys to look up to as fathers. What is this world coming to? The moral of this story? When in doubt, donkey punches are best when applied to a man's genitals.