I ended up meeting some hot grad students and getting a bit of stimulation (intellectual and otherwise), but never quite found the right combination -- I wanted someone to whom I could utterly submit intellectually; someone who would teach me patiently and willingly everything she knew, and then, with our hearts and minds open, share a vigorous and uninhibited sexual romp.
But seriously I can relate to this in a way. Intellectual passion with a bit of animalistic release. We can't think /all the time/, right?
I dated a beautiful grad student in philosophy and I used to try and get her to help me with symbolic logic and talk about philosophy over a bottle of wine. She would entertain the idea for a little while, but when she wasn't studying she didn't want to talk shop. I can't say I blame her. The grass is always greener, as they say...
Of course, if you live near a good university, and you have the discipline to study on your own, and the food and shelter to stay alive while you do it . . .
So there you go. Go to college, and go to the library, and get laid. (Trifecta?)
But, looking at where I went, who I met, and what life's like on the outside, there's definitely an important part of college life. Everyone around you is the same age and going through the same thing you are. Everyone more experienced than you (e.g. the teachers) are mostly there for your benefit. A real incubator to grow up.
"If you wind up with a boring, miserable life because you listened to your mom, your dad, your teacher, your priest or some guy on TV telling you how to do your shit, then YOU DESERVE IT."