Teen Scribblers

She was tall.  That was all he saw when I first peeked at her. She was tall. I liked tall girls, being tall myself. At 6'2 with a body like mine, most girls made me feel like a pedophile (I know you're thinking I'm buff and ripped... YoU aRe WrOnG). Being fat and tall had it's advantages but not with slim and short girls, they mostly looked like children to me. This one though, was very tall, nothing less than 5'9 by my estimate. Them long legs captured my eyes and I followed them all the way to the top of her head only stopping to do justice to the ample backside she presented to me. 'Damn!' I thought to myself, 'she packing some real ammo right there'. So i stood up and walked towards her. The restaurant I'd come to take my evening meal was almost empty. Nobody eats this early in the evening, apart from me and apparently this lovely lady. She turns around just as I got behind her and in her shock thinking was going to harm her or so...

Everytime we pick up our phones, Everytime we check our social media feed, Everytime we turn on the TV, Everytime we take a look at our "mates", we are reminded about everything we want to be that we're not, we are reminded about the quota society uses to rate success and how we need to meet them to be happy. We, myself included, let these dictates define us and we have put in place for ourselves, a system that doesn't favour us.  So in order to get rich quick, youths are now fast to own businesses, which is very good and ambitious I must say. It is better than the illegal means. But being an entrepreneur is not a get rich quick scheme, it is something that takes time, perseverance, consistency and patience. However, this beautiful virtue known as patience is a term alien to most youths because they started with the wrong mind set. Once failure knocks about two times, many are quick to drop the business as fast as they started it. Some even go to the extent of jumping...