Everyone at Harvard says that “no one dates in college,” and during my first year I certainly started feeling that way too. A few days ago I made a neatly-organized little outline of some reasons people don’t date when in college — then I had one late-night conversation about my theories and everything fell to pieces.
So I decided to spill out everything I thought about dating in college last night in a stream-of-consciousness essay. And I decided to publish it totally raw — besides a few spelling and grammar fixes that had eluded me, what’s below are exactly the words that were going through my mind at 3am last night. It’s raw, it’s disorganized, it’s brutally honest, it’s a little incoherent, it’s me.
What’s up with dating in college, especially Harvard? That’s what I’m gonna try to figure out. I thought I had it all figured out then I had one conversation about it and everything got turned inside out. That’s how it always is. Every conversation I ever have about relationships or love or whatever always ends up that way.