Come to think of it, a lot happened my freshman year of college.

Not only did I write the first draft of what was to become The Gene Pull, I grew more socially (oddly enough with all the writing I had been doing) and became ten times, no,one hundred times, more comfortable in my own skin as an openly gay student — which is something I never felt I could do in high school (although, looking back I realize that I had nothing to be afraid about).

Most importantly, it was as a college freshman duri...