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I was a mere lad of twenty, a flop with the girls at college because of my suffocating shyness. I didn't realize it at the time, but I was quite attractive, with wavy blond hair and bright blue eyes. I was trim, too, thanks to nightly workouts with weights and some self-created exercises I thought would kill me. Despite being smaller than any of my college buddies, I could lift more weight than any of them, thanks to my dedication to my nightly regimen. In spite of all that, I had this unreasonable idea that I was overweight and unattractive. Girls always spoke to me but ultimately lost interest due to the aforementioned shyness. So, my college days were fun in the sense of the partying and drinking with close friends, but I rarely had a girlfriend, and if I did it didn't last long because of my lack of self esteem. Such a waste. In my relationship with my parents I was like any other college kid...fairly arrogant and everything was "me, me, me". I was headstrong and argumentative with my mom and dad as I guess there were still some remnants of those teenage hormones circulating throughout my college boy body. I wasn't a bad kid...just stubborn and a little selfish...maybe to make up for my shortcomings with the opposite sex.