[It's pretty obvious that the average CollegeCandy reader has some very strong opinions. Opinions that she likes to share with everyone on the site. We love a strong woman, so we thought we'd give her a real forum to discuss her thoughts, feelings, and perspectives. Every Friday I'll be featuring a hot topic (like dating a geek!) and leaving it up to you, the readers, to duke it out. So, read it and get your debate on in the comments section below!]

Having spent my college years at a *ahem* non-traditional school, sororities were never something I considered – we don’t even have a campus, let alone a Greek system. But nonetheless, I suppose I’ve always looked down a bit on sorority girls… at least until recently when one of my best friends told me she was going to rush this year. So now, in all fairness, it seems like I owe it to these Greek girls to re-examine my thoughts.

I can certainly see the appeal of a sorority - the belonging, the sisterhood, and it would definitely have been handy to have some older girls around as a kind of mentor for those times when I let myself get out of hand. You have a place to live (a place that’s probably nicer than the dorms); you have a choice of what kind of group you want to be with, so you probably have some things in common. By being thrown into a sort of automatic family, you up your chances of making friends, moreso than in most ordinary social situations, and you are more bonded with those friends because of all that you share. Read More »

…by calling on fat people to help. What a gem.

You wanna be on tour with Miley? You can!

Ok, maybe not if you’re this guy.

OMG. And I thought I was pale…

Someone really hates Oprah.

A Plan B for Plan B.

I’m going to be honest here: the only reason why I’m posting this hyphen-dress is because I desperately want it. Imagine this with some killer black booties. Sigh. So, as the selfish person that I am, I’m exploiting my column to find out what my guys would think if I ever got the guts (or the cash!- we’re talking Alexander Wang, man. He made my future wedding gown Mrs. Obama’s inauguration dress!) to wear something like this outside. Read More »

Most guys we know stay up late dreaming of the day they might end up in a giant orgy with beautiful women. We, however, lie awake at night dreaming of a closet full of beautiful clothes. To the left, a wall of shoes. To the right, shelf upon shelf of delicately handcrafted bags organized by color and size.

Sigh.
We all have our fantasies.

Since guys can turn to the interwebs to get their daily fantasy fix, we thought you should, too! So, we’re bringing you some fashion porn. The best of the best in all things fashionable. Sure, it may be out of your price range, but it’s a fantasy, so live it up in all its delicious glory.

The t-shirt is arguably the most versatile item of clothing in a college girl’s closet. Though they originated as undershirts, the tee has come along way. Now it’s the perfect item for any occasion, whether you are picking up boys at the bar or rolling out of bed 5 minutes before class. T-shirts are no fuss, they don’t require ironing, and go with jeans, skirts and sweats!

Whether you are trying to make a statement, stand out from the crowd, or blend in to a lecture hall, there is a t-shirt out there for you. Want to hit the bar without looking like you tried too hard? Jeans and a t-shirt. Want to go casual cool when meeting up with the girls? Add a blazer and some choice accessories. Want to look uber chic for a martini party? Tuck a tee into a high waisted skirt and hit the town in those gladiator heels. You can also show off your love for 80s pop stars or subtly declare your love for College Candy without ever saying a word. Read More »

Despite all the diet mumbo jumbo that overwhelms women on a daily basis, weight loss is a rather simple formula: burn more calories than you eat. The end.

How do you burn those calories? Duh, you workout. You run, you swim, you blade, you work so hard your shirt is soaked with sweat and you smell like one of the guys asking you for money on your way to class. It’s brutal and it’s annoying, but you gotta do it if you don’t want all those late night pizza runs to stick to your booty.

But a new study from LSU has proven that exercise may not help us lose weight after all. In fact, what it does do is make us all hungrier so we end up consuming all those calories we just worked so hard to burn…and end up with the same results we would have had if we had simply stayed home and watched Real World Cancun on the couch. Read More »

"Just smile through the pain. Smile. Through. The. Pain."

I’m not sure if I’ll be able to make it here another two weeks. I may kill myself. Or someone else.

I say this because yesterday I was forced to do a mini-triathalon. I’m not sure if I’ve ever endured greater agony than what I just experienced. Alright, that’s sort of an overstatement, but it really was incredibly effing hard. I could use a nap right about now. Until next Tuesday.

Since my last post (and weigh-in) I’ve lost at least 7 pounds. A couple nights ago I looked at a picture taken of me the night before I came here and one taken the other day and I saw really exciting results. I’ve definitely halved myself (at least in the stomach area).

Other discoveries since this last weigh-in: Read More »

Talking sex with your doctor isn’t always easy. Whether you are afraid she will judge you,  you just don’t feel comfortable sharing the intimate details of your life between the sheets, or you can’t think straight with a speculum between your legs, many people get tight lipped in the doctor’s office. But that doesn’t mean you don’t have questions.

We thought we’d help and every Thursday our friend Dr. Lissa Rankin will be answering your questions. The ones you couldn’t ask your doctor in person. Just leave your questions in the comments, or send em over to us. (We’ll keep it all anonymous for you.) Dr. Lissa will answer anything – really, anything – about sex and other lady things. Don’t be shy; she’s waiting for ya!

Q: I am still a virgin. It’s not because I’m religious or anything – I just haven’t met the right person. The only thing is that I’m finally ready to sleep with this guy, but I don’t know if I should tell him or not? Guys seem to get pretty freaked out about that kind of stuff. Is it possible to just do it and not tell him?

A: I hear ya, sister! It’s a lot of responsibility to be someone’s first.  But it’s also a big decision on your part. I remember when I was young and a girlfriend told me, “You’ll never forget your first. And a part of you will always love him and feel connected to him.”  She called it “getting stuck,” because the bonding experience of losing your virginity acts like glue.  In my case, she was absolutely right.  Part of me still loves the guy who took my cherry. So think twice about how you make this decision.

As for whether the guy gets freaked out, I say tell him and let him accept that responsibility. If he’s too freaked out to be your first, don’t give it away to him. You want someone who knows it’s your first time, can handle the responsibility that comes with that, and cares enough to make sure you feel nurtured, loved, and accepted when you lose your virginity. Read More »

Ah…the smell of new pencils, my Dawson’s Creek trapper keeper and my trusty Paula Abdul lunch box – going back to school in September didn’t get much better than that! Until now of course…

These days, Paula is tired (Straight up now, lemme tell you!) and Dawson has been replaced by the newest and fastest laptops you can find. If you are like me, once you get over the MAC/PC thing, the choices on the PC side become truly dizzying.

Truth is, it comes down to what’s inside (at least that is what Oprah says). But as a computer shopper, I want to pick what’s inside! If I can’t do it with men, then I sure as hell want to have control over my electronics. And while I may not know much about all that stuff inside the computer, I know want small and fast (er…uh…don’t quote me on that) !

Companies like Dell have made their fortune off of allowing customers to choose exactly what they want in their computers. Amazingly, it took a while for it to catch on, but now ALL the best computers out there are fully configurable through online stores. Case in point, and one of our faves, HP. The HP Pavilion dv6z series, which you can build to your own unique specifications, is the bomb.com. AND, even better, it’s on sale for the next 48 hours. Yes, you can get your own sick laptop starting at $579.99.

The option to make something all your own (especially if you can make it all your own on the cheap) doesn’t come along often, so don’t miss this opportunity. Just think of all that money you’ll have left over come the fall….

Oh. Em. Gee. Twitter is down today.

I click on that cute little blue “t” in my favorites and nothing happens.  Nothing!  That means no one will know what I’m eating for lunch.  It’s a pbj, people!  It’s delicious and now my recessionista awesomeness will go completely unnoticed by my friends.  I could always IM them and let them know of my awesome sandwich making skills, but that’s just creepy.

I seriously don’t know how to function.  Although I’m a relatively new recruit, Twitter has become a part of my daily online ritual: update Facebook, check e-mail, and tweet. Repeat. Today this routine was destroyed.  I thought I’d be OK with just using Facebook for my hourly updates, but even that isn’t working!  I’m melting down. Shaking. I don’t know what to do.  I have no idea whether my friends have changed their relationships or which 1950′s movie star they are…I’m so disconnected!

In all seriousness, I’m surprised at how much this affects my life.  I’m anxious, checking back with Twitter and Facebook every few minutes.  I feel like I’m almost missing a limb (and not a pinkie toe, I’m talking about a really serious limb…like my head).  I’m hoping that both these sites are back up by the end of today, otherwise who knows what chaos will ensue?

Not that anyone will know, because Twitter is down and we can’t read news tweets.  Woe is a world without social networking websites!

Sometimes I feel like I have different soundtracks to my life. There are those go-to songs for when I’m in a good mood (right now: Homecoming by Kanye and Good Girls Go Bad by Cobra Starship), the songs when I wanna dance (uh, Britney?), and my “Heartbreak Playlist” full of tunes when I need a good cry (Hellooooo, John Hiatt).

But maybe instead of sitting next to my iPod dock crying over those boys who tear my heart out, break-dance on it, then throw it in a blender, I should indulge in a big “Eff You” jam. After all, it’s not me – it’s them. They don’t deserve my tears; they deserve my middle finger.

And this is the perfect tune for the job. Tell me if you don’t agree.

Warning: The language in here isn’t suitable for work/internship/library. Put in those ear buds, ladies, and enjoy.