If you go through the motions long enough, that's the type of team you become.
By the way, University of North Texas is the biggest collection of skinny-pants, MGMT-listening, iTouched, Google-Glassed latte-sipping, faux-hawked hipsters in the world, outside of Bay Ridge. It's mandatory to have an Instagram with depressing sepia-toned shots of gutted factories if you go to school there. I think the typical class schedule for a student at UNT is something like this:
Philosophy 482, Nietzsche vs. Ayn Rand
Photography 201: How to get the most out of the vintage acid bath
Photography 202: Case Study of Detroit Architectural Ruins
US History 335: The Corporate Reconstruction of American Capitalism
World History 550: Subjugation of Indigenous Peoples and World Revolution
Their campus is "suburban, but with an urban feel." That means the typical off-campus crash pad has Willie Nelson and Waylon Jennings blasting from a 1982-edition turntable/receiver setup, with all irony implied, and a bunch of vintage Wrangler-wearing dudettes sitting around talking about how they were into Babes In Toyland "before they went commercial". I also expect that at least every house in Denton has to have at least one baritone Jazzmaster/Orange amp setup just in case you want to let loose with some spontaneous My Bloody Valentine covers. Life is rough in the burbs, man. We weren't meant to understand.
Oh yeah, falafel & tabouli 24/7.