Well, thank you, I’m flattered. But, I do need to clarify something:

What I do is not a quintessential university experience. It’s something I do with women and men who have a similar interest or who I really care about. But, this is not quintessential to college. Honestly, I’d be a little weirded out if everybody’s college experience included being leashed to a bed.

Part of why I didn’t enjoy the first half of my freshman year of college, aside from the adjustment, was that I didn’t feel right fitting into the “quintessential university experience” aside from what was actually quintessential, which is going to class. I’m not big on football games, I can’t get behind the whole pissing contest over grades and internships and the girls I surrounded myself with at the beginning of freshman year made me feel closeted, poor and miserable.

So there is no quintessential college experience. College is what you make it, the people you surround yourself with, and the courses you take.

If you’re doing what you love, you’re not missing out on anything.