Midrand Graduate Institute, Student Res, late 2005

There is a braai session. Meanwhile, I’m in this other girl’s room. We are just talking and getting to know each other. She has a beautiful smile and I can’t keep my eyes off her face! I think I’m trying too hard to impress her. It’s now around midnight, and we are both hungry. I rush out to the braai session where I tell my boys I can’t stay. My reasons are perfectly understood and they hook me with a plate of plenty of boroso and steak, with a bit of phaleche & chakalaka. I don’t touch anything. Holding the hot plate, I go back to her. She eats everything, alone. She tells me the food is ‘absolutely delicious’ (I had lied and told her I ate mine at the session). A few hours later, I go back to my room, very hungry, and eat cornflakes, alone.