Semen and Wine
My name is Michael, and I was born in 1989 in Malibu to a fairly wealthy family. I had many close friends as I grew up, and our families would often host parties and events. For us kids, it was a nice opportunity to learn about manners, wine and, inadvertently, network with others for our own future.
I went to Harvard to pursue a degree in business, where I found the atmosphere of other young, egotistical wealthy kids a bit boring by comparison to home. While they dealt with Adderall and partied in their dorms I took a mostly quiet approach to college, reading in the library in the early and late hours of the day, admiring the sunrise and sunset, and the scent of old leather-bound texts. I would think deeply, and I found this made the various essays and personal anecdote assignments trivial. Like many others from Malibu, I also had an interest in personal health. I would sometimes skip the more dreary lectures in favor of an extended session at the gym and made sure to focus on the aesthetic as well. Squats, pull-ups, sprints, etc – and a typical meal afterwards would include chicken, zucchini, and red peppers.