I recently read your article. (If you haven’t read this yet here's the link.)

And I have a few things to say:

To address your first question, there’s nothing wrong with skipping the party stage. If you want to stay at home, that is completely fine with everyone else. But the fact that you felt the need to impart your judgment on the girls who like to party, well, there is something wrong with that.

The best years of your life are exactly that. The best years of your life. They are subjective. If the best years of your life were spent at home reading a book, then that’s great. I too like to read. However, if the best years of your life were spent out partying with your friends, then that is great TOO.

Coming from someone who went to college in Austin, Texas, I know exactly what it is to have spent the best years of my life partying. Were there several nights that I don’t remember? Yes (Side note: sorry Mom), but there were several nights I do remember, and they were awesome.

I have met some of my best friends “dancing with girls that I barely know at a frat party.” Do you know why? Because we were kindred spirits. They too wanted to go out, have a good time and meet new people. Being in college does not necessarily mean that you need to stay at home every night, locked up studying. Is studying crucial to college? Yes, don’t get me wrong. But learning social skills is just as important to your future as your GPA is. After all, it is all about who you know.

As to your "Grey’s Anatomy" reference, I know I’m not the only one that needs a little alcohol while Shonda Rhimes makes us cry for the millionth time. Wine has been an essential part of watch parties with my friends. Also, do you not see how much tequila Meredith drinks? Just saying.

To those girls who you claim wear dresses that are “just too tight,” keep doing you. We are young. We can wear whatever we want. Heck, even if you’re old, wear what YOU want. No one is the ultimate judge on what other people should wear. So we don’t need you to get black out drunk and compliment our outfits; we already know we look amazing.

Oh, and one more thing, I don’t cringe when I look back on those years. I smile and remember all the great times I had with great people. I think about all the crazy stories I have to share and laugh about.

So yeah, I am really not sorry that you’re not sorry that you skipped the party.