Finally, the end of summer is almost here and I couldn’t be happier. Humidity is no longer taunting the frizzy mess on my head and suddenly all my taste buds can think about is one of those pumpkin spiced lattes from Starbucks (accompanied by a Pumkin Loaf). I’m dreaming of long walks around campus (while stepping on the crunchiest of leaves) and wearing an American Apparel hoodie to the library everywhere I go.
College in the fall is really a beautiful thing. All of those boys wear those cute knit beanies and I can finally whip out my buttery chestnut tall boots and vintage scarf. There is a valid excuse to drink Baileys and hot chocolate instead of doing homework on a Saturday afternoon, and you can fall asleep to the distant hum of college football.
Whew, is it getting hot in here or what? Before you get too excited (and I get so nostalgic for my college days that I curl up in the fetal position for a week), let’s look at a glorious week that was.
* Dorm living should seriously come with a long list of rules. Shiz can get technical and difficult to endure! Here is a list of 4 unofficial dorm living rules we at CollegeCandy have collected. And it’s up to you to come up with the 5th rule (and win a hefty prize!).
* It seems like every day I’m on Facebook, someone has one of those incredibly in depth status updates about their love life, their bowel movements and other various things I just really never want to hear about ever again. Can we hold on the facebook overshare, people??
Ahh, finally some buzz from the Hollywood hills! The past few weeks have been a bit dull, but now we’re back in action. Elin and Tiger are officially dunzo, Lindsay Lohan is a free woman, and Heidi Montag has sex tapes! So much drama to indulge in. I just hope it doesn’t make me fat.
So here’s the scoop.
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1. Our favorite felon, Lindsay Lohan, is out of rehab after only 22 days! I don’t know how she managed to skip out on her full three-month sentences in jail and rehab, but girlfriend did it. She’s already raking in some major cashflow post-lockup with companies sending her clothes and offering her deals, like a radio hosting gig in New York with Mama Lohan. Although Lindsay is out of trouble for now, she still has a court date set for her hijacking adventure on January 31, so don’t get too used to that freedom yet, girl!
2. Elin Nordegren is officially rid of Tiger Woods, as a husband that is. They finalized the divorce this week and Elin walked away with a big chunk of cash. Elin made her first and last interview with People Magazine and opened up about the scandal she’s been living through. Tiger released a statement after her interview ran and spoke about how sad the situation is. We agree, it’s sad. For Elin and the kids! Best of luck and props for being so strong!
3.Heidi Montag has a sex tape, and Spencer Pratt is trying to sell it! While everyone’s still debating if their divorce is real, the sex tape certainly is. It’s of Heidi and Hef’s former girlfriend, Karissa Shannon (yeah one of the twins). Karissa is a good friend of Heidi’s and claims Spencer stole her camera, and she says there are other things on there she doesn’t want getting out! Yikes. Also, Heidi is getting her implants removed and she’s terrified that her nose is going to fall off! So sad. I think? Heidi, are you frowning or smiling?
I have never understood how some girls get so nervous around boys they’re crushing on. I’d never experienced it personally… until not. And wow, I really don’t like this feeling!
Some back story is needed here: OK so, there was this boy (we’ll call him Matt) who I kind of had the tiniest crush on during the school year, but he had a girlfriend at the time. He was in student government with me, and in one of the fraternities on campus. We were definitely acquaintances, but it’s not like we were old pals. I hadn’t thought about him in ages.
Fast forward to three weeks ago. I’m running errands around campus when I see that one of the Indian restaurants nearby is doing a 50% off deal for the rest of the summer. Awesome, right? So I stop in to grab some food to go, and while I’m trying to remember which kind of Indian vegetables I like (for some reason I can NEVER remember), Matt comes out from the back of the restaurant. I hadn’t seen him almost all summer, and he was so happy to see me. We end up talking pleasantly for a few minutes. Not a big deal, I didn’t think twice about it.
Well, this past weekend, I had a really big meeting I had to present at and I was going to go to Starbucks to sit outside and go over my notes before my presentation. On the way, though, I passed the Indian food place and I realized that I hadn’t eaten yet! And I mean, really, how can I turn down delicious Indian food for 50% off? Answer: I couldn’t. So I walked back in there, and I’m once again mulling over my vegetable choices while the guy at the register makes fun of me. And, once again, Matt comes out from the back of the restaurant to talk to me.
Another customer needed Matt’s attention, so I go sat on the patio outside to go over my notes. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even notice when Matt sat down to keep me company. We ended up talking for another half hour, until I realized that I had to leave right away to make it to my meeting on time. Read More »
We can now update everyone on our every move, tag our friend’s locations on Facebook, tweet out photos of our dinner while we’re eating them, and make kissy faces to ourselves in the mirror and post them on our Myspace INSTANTANEOUSLY. It’s safe to say technology has gotten completely out of control. At this point I’m just waiting for eHarmony to announce that we can meet our soulmate (or our money back) using the power of our brains…and a working credit card.
So it shouldn’t come as a surprise that we can now replace the awkward, sweaty, want-to-get-outta-here bar makeout with a technologically advanced booty call. That’s right. You can now skip the awkwardness at the bar and go straight for the sex. Because that’s mostly what you’re after when you’re dance-humping at 2 A.M at a bar with no dance floor.
PinPointsX is a brand new mobile app that uses its passion map to help you to find people in your area (like you’re gonna walk more than a few drunken yards in those stilettos) who are looking for a no-strings-attached night of sex. Seems almost unnecessary when you’ve got bars full of drunk college dudes just lookin’ for some one-night lovin’, but we can’t lie – it would be nice to go home with a guy and know that he has the exact same intentions.
It’s a forward-thinking app for the horndog that is inside most of us college girls. Just remember that although they can guarantee you a hook-up, they can’t guarantee that he’ll remember your name in the morning.
In elementary school all that was required of us to get decent grades was coloring inside the lines. Middle school and high school introduced to the word “studying” and, soon after, a genuine dislike for the word. But college is where the work is no joke. The classes are hard. The workload is heavy. And the social scene is exploding. So how does a college girl stay on top of it all?
Grab your notebook and furry pencils (or whatever it takes to get you ready to hit the books), because I’ve got a list of things you can do to get on another list: the Dean’s List.
10. Invest in a planner: Good grades begin with organization (and writing down your assignments). Find a planner that works for you, whether it is the one provided by your school or that handy little calendar in your iPhone. Once you have it, write everything in it. Meetings, to-do lists, homework assignments, phone numbers. It is so much easier to manage all your information when it is centralized in one place.
9. Get to class: Self-explanatory. Abide by your class schedule and don’t skip. Though you may laugh in the face o that 8:30a.m. Theology class on Friday morning, remember that professors can and will deduct for absences. It would be a shame to miss that letter grade because you could not roll out of bed to get to your desk in the morning.
8. Get a change in scenery: The library is not for everyone. Some people cannot cram themselves into a desk on the third floor and work until 2 a.m. Others openly admit that the library is a better social scene than a bar on Friday night. Find a study space that works for you, and you ALONE. My personal study space is a Starbucks near my school. I pack up all my books, grab a skim latte and park myself at a table in the corner for hours at a time. Read More »
Look, I love the denim/chambray shirt as much as the next person who inhales everything the fashion magazines offer up, but sometimes I feel a little bit like one of the characters from Hey Dude when I try to pull it off with a pair of jeans.
So how do I get my chambray on without rocking the denim tuxedo? Two words: denim dress.
The denim dress is a fashionable and versatile wardrobe addition. First, it’s a great way to get out of those jeans (that may or may not be giving you muffin top) but still enjoy one of the biggest trends of the season. Second, it’s the ultimate transition piece to take you from summer to fall. Pair it with some wedges or flat sandals now and in two months, rock some tights and a chunky cardigan (or leather coat!) and you’re good to go.
Plus, we all know that dresses in general are the bomb.com because there is so much less thought needed to look cute and put together, and the denim dress is no exception. Throw one on, add cute shoes and a bag and – boom! – you = SO FREAKIN CUTE! Need some help finding the perfect denim frock? I’ve got 8 fun and flattering options right here. No, you don’t need to thank me. I’m just doing my job! Read More »
If this study is true, then explain the last 4 years of my life.
Imagine this scenario:
You and your lady friends have finally finished the hell that is finals week and you are going out to party (read: get mind-numbingly drunk) at your favorite college bar. You’re having the time of your life, screaming out Miley Cyrus lyrics into your friends’ faces, pinky-swearing that you’ll all go streaking later, dancing on table tops, demanding a ginger ale, forgetting about it as soon as you ordered it, and, last but not least, sharing cute glances with the heartthrob from class last semester. He’s dreamy, but with your beer goggles, he’s even dreamier. You approach him, gush that he looks like a less gay and extremely older Zac Efron, and prematurely seal the deal that you guys are going to go back to the dorms…together.
You go girl!
You waddle triumphantly over to your friends and spit in their faces as you yell over Tao Cruz that you’re going home with this new homeboy you met from, like, your freshman orientation or something. “Is that cool? He looks like that boy from High School musical that dances on table tops!” And what’s your friends’ (supposedly drunk) reaction?
Apparently, not to let you go. At least that’s what a new report from the National Institute of Alcohol Abuse found. According to the study, 39% of students in that situation would try to “persuade someone to not go by reminding her that she may regret it.” Only 21% would “wish she had a good time.” And 39% would wish she got home safely. (Editor’s Note: Really? Only 39%? Jerks.)
My mother (yes, my mother) once told me that if there aren’t fireworks between the sheets, it’s just not meant to be. I immediately dismissed this advice, partly because it meant my menopausal mother was having better sex with my overweight father than I was with my supposedly sexually prime bedmate. But mostly, I rejected this theory because I didn’t, and still don’t, think its entirely true.
Sex – the good, the bad, and the ugly – where does it all fit in?
We make such a big deal about sex. It consumes us. We lie about sex – we say we’re having less when we’re having more, and more when we’re having less. We worry about our relationship if the sex isn’t “above average.” We worry about our health, our sanity, our bodies and our worth if he simply rolls over. We use sex as a barometer for the status of our relationships when there couldn’t possibly be a less reliable, standardized or empirical indicator.
I, for one, do not believe that the caliber or frequency of the sex we’re having – or not having – is necessarily an accurate representation of what lies beneath. Now this is not to say that sex is not an important component of a relationship, because it is. I fancy a good ole shag just as much as the next gal. What I am saying, though, is that thanks to soft core porn, (aka cable television), Megan Fox, and Cosmopolitan articles with titles like “Give Him the Best Sex of His Life” and “101 Sex Positions to Try Before You Die,” we have been made to believe that not only should we be having sex every night, but great sex every night, and this just isn’t realistic. Read More »