I majored in business administration. I still don’t know what the hell that is, except “buy low, sell high”, regarding which I have been doing quite the opposite all my life.
You are right, all four years of my university time were spent on chasing girls or being chased. As far as I was concerned, the Cinderella story did not exist in real life. My observation is that, (this applies to everyone else) , someone you were crazy about never loved you and you never loved someone who was crazy about you. If there is a god, he definitely screwed up on this one. I did have a number of opportunities to taste sex in my university years, but I was too coward to do anything. My observation is: people say things they want others to do, what they don’t say is what they want to do. See, I was probably considered the dumbest idiot: against to everyone’s belief that I was highly popular among girls, touching hands was as far as I dared to go. I kept asking myself, if I really kissed someone, would I be slapped on the face? That led to my next qualm which I never had the guts to find out, what was next after being slapped? If I insisted, would I be kicked in the crotch?
Too many clues, I am actually writing it...