To have sex or not to have sex?

This may be a very “racy” topic, so I want to apologize beforehand for I don’t mean to offend. I am not taking a side on this in order to avoid conflict.

My two friends got into a heated conversation the other night about sex. Yes, I said it, SEX. Both of my friends have good heads on their shoulders, yet one is just a little bit more religious than the other. My friend Barney, (no real names are being used), stated that he is saving himself for marriage. Now, being in a college environment, you would assume that most guys have given it a go already! Well not this one. So that’s when my other friend, Big Bird, couldn’t believe her ears.

Big Bird: “Wait what you’ve never fucked a girl?” (Sorry for my profanity).
Barney: “When I get married, I want to give my wife something I have never given to any women in order to proclaim my love for her. If I save myself, I am truly stating that I love her more than any other women. I am experiencing something new with her, and giving her a part of me no other person has received”

So then came the next question.

Big Bird: “ Well does your wife have to be a virgin?”
Barney: “ Well..um…yes, that’s kind of the point. I mean the thought of another guy having her before me would just cause moral problems in our marriage.”
Big bird: “ So if you meet the most amazing women, who is perfect in every way, but she’s had sex, you wouldn’t marry her?”
Barney: “Well no, I mean I guess there are exceptions. However, I know I wouldn’t be mentally stable in that relationship for I am giving my whole self to her, but in her mind I'm just another guy.”

The question raised is: How can you marry a woman without knowing how she is in bed? I mean to put it nicely, isn’t sexual chemistry a huge part of a relationship? I have the utmost respect and honor for a guy in college who is able to save himself, but do you honestly think he is benefiting off this sacrifice?

Is college real?

Last year when I was a senior, my boyfriend had already left for college. That summer of junior year is still so fresh in my mind. I spent as much time as I could with him before he left, and we did everything he wanted to do since he was leaving the state. Watching him with his friends, and seeing him stress out because he wanted to get so much done in just a couple of months freaked me out. I couldn’t believe I had to go through with that next year. How do you cram your family, friends, places, and events all into 3 months? Anyway as senior year came to an end, it was my turn. Those 3 months I had been dreading had finally creeped up behind me. During the summer, I went to my favorite restaurants, all my favorite places, and spent as much time as I could with the people I loved. And as I had predicted, those 3 months passed like the blink of an eye. It was here. My last week at home. Now here is where it gets weird. I didn’t feel stressed, overwhelmed or even sad. I felt a sort of excitement that I never saw my boyfriend experience. Was this wrong? Was I supposed to cry everytime I said goodbye to my friends? The goodbyes happened one after the other, every next one getting easier than the last. This is weird I thought. Shouldn’t I be hysterical? I love these people, and they are no longer going to be spending every day with me. Still, as hard as I tried, I couldn’t cry. I got sad yes, but the tears I watched my boyfriend shed never came. The next minute I’m lying in bed staring down at my suitcases. This is supposed to be the saddest time of all. Yet the butterflies floating in my stomach weren’t depressed. I knew that my anxiety was only positive energy. College. Is this real? Is it really happening this fast? Anyway, here we are at college, and I’m all settled in. I miss home and friends, but I’m not homesick. Is this normal? For the first time in my life I felt a sense of empowerment having my parents here. They followed me like puppy dogs, because for the first time in our lives, we showed our parents around, introduced them to new people, and let them enter our new life. We are now adults. Will this feeling fade or will we embrace every moment and every responsibility we didn’t have at home?