Some people train for marathons – spending every day building their endurance, improving their time, and practicing so they will be able to cross the finish line. I’ve been spending the last five months doing all of the above, but I’m definitely not running a marathon anytime soon. Instead, I’m taking the LSAT … this coming Saturday.

I never thought this day would come. I’ve spent countless hours taking prep classes, practice tests, doing timed sections, going over my mistakes, cranking out logic games, reasoning with myself over logical reasoning, and reading about some of the most obscene topics for the reading comprehension section, all in preparation for this day. A day I’m not sure I’m mentally prepared for; practice vs. the real deal … well, it seems so much different.

However, I have to say – I’m relieved it’s here. In fact, you could almost say that I’m pumped and ready to go. I’ve worked my ass off, and I’m ready to see the fruits of my post-grad labor. Over the last few months, there have been a million other things I rather do than answer assumption and inference questions, but I’ve sucked it up and knocked it out.

Although I’m one of those Nervous Nancy’s when it comes to test taking, I’m trying to not let my nerves get in the way of everything I’ve accomplished since July. When I first started studying for the LSAT, I never dreamed that I could do as well as I have been doing. In fact, I never anticipated that I would spend as much time as I have. But the process has been rewarding, and it’s made me want to go to law school even more. If anything, I feel like this process has taught me that I really can do anything I want, if I just dedicate the right amount of time and effort into it.

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You got a question? Tuffy got the answer. Come get it. TuffyLuv@collegecandy.com

Dear Tuffy Luv,

I was stupid. I know I was stupid. I slept with the guy I’ve liked for a couple months in a casual hook-up sort of way. It may have happened more than once. I was sober (so was he). Yeah… not sure why I thought this was a semi-OK-ish idea either.

In case there’s a part of your brain going “eh, doesn’t sound all that bad…” I’ll give some background details. I’ve done FWB without issue. I’m fairly certain the only reason my friend even approached me about this was because he knows that. He caught me leaving to go meet up with my booty call… yeah, not too many reasons to be leaving the dorm at 2am alone and fully dressed and made up with a bag… so I basically told him where I was going. He was intrigued and we joked about it later, but I didn’t think he actually wanted to hook up with me. He did. I went along with it cause I figured it was as good as I would get with him. Only problem is that after I would feel like a whore and freak out internally cause I knew that this wasn’t how I wanted it to be with him. We were still friends in the normal sense – texting, hanging out; it didn’t get awkward or anything.

So I told him. I actually manned up (pardon the expression) and told him that I couldn’t do casual anymore with him because I like him. And I got told (after a long wait period – guys are really evasive I’ve noticed…) that he just wants to be friends. Understandable, though depressing. Only now he’s initiating 95% of our convos over Facebook and text and is doing so more often… I mean I just told him I like him, he basically says that he doesn’t feel the same way… so he’s going to talk to me more? What? I know the idiotic part of my brain doesn’t want to get over him, but how am I supposed to when now even he’s not letting me?!

-Boys need to start making sense

Dear BNTSMS,

First of all: What the hell do you think you’re doing walking around by yourself at 2:00 in the morning?!?!?!! GIRL. This is SO NOT smart behavior. Why the hell are you putting yourself at risk like that?! Women get raped all the time, sweetheart, and you need to at least TRY to protect yourself. If a booty call guy wants you to come over for The Sex, then he can damn well come over and escort you to his place.

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The last few weeks of the semester can get a little stressful. And not because you just can’t seem to find the perfect present for everyone on your list (or in my case because you keep getting distracted by Macy’s shoe department and never get around to buying those other presents), but because of finals. Remember those? Probably not.

If you’re a freshman you have absolutely no idea what horrors await you, and if you’re an upperclassmen you’ve more than likely blocked out this horrific experience. But yet, here you are. Professors are bombarding with you deadlines and dates, final papers and exam study guides and more information than you could possibly handle while you’re still recovering from your Thanksgiving-induced food coma.

Ten-page papers?
Cumulative finals?

You can’t even pronounce half the stuff on you history study guide and those calculus questions might as well be written in morse code for all you can deicer. It’s okay. Take a deep breath. You can get through this.

And I can help.

As a senior taking on her (second to) final finals week, I like to think I have this studying thing down. For a while there I kept getting it confused with napping, but I’ve since cleared things up, and I’m willing to share my infinite wisdom with you. So before you do anything else you need to… Read More »

The holiday seasons are all about eating too many dips, spending way too much money on frenemy gifts, and watching Elf on repeat. This year we’re prepared to take the stress and the frustration out of holiday gift giving by giving you the ultimate gift guides to buying the perfect presents for your favorite people (and we’re splitting into 3 different price ranges so you can choose the gift based on how much you actually like the person!). So set this series as your favorite because all week we’re bringing you the best.

‘Tis better to give than receive, right?  Well, technically speaking.  Except when it comes time to figure out what the hell you’re getting the man in your life this Christmas.  And they say we’re hard to shop for!?  Psh, please. Give me a couple Twizzlers and a three-karat diamond and I’m just peachy.  (Sarcasm?)

To ease the process of avoiding iTunes gift certificate and the ever classic “here’s a card and a blow job,” here are a few alternative ideas… Read More »

The editors at Seventeen Magazine probably have more holiday spirit than your crazy neighbor who keeps his Christmas decorations and manger scene up (and lit) all year round.  If my internship there taught me one thing, it’s this: the December/January holiday bonanza of an issue is more crucial than every fashion magazine’s September issue combined.

Like, it’s a big deal.

Which is probably why I was so damn disappointed with my magazine this month.  I’m not saying this issue wasn’t amazing, I’m just saying it’s like the series finale of Jersey Shore. It’s hard to live up to the expectations, you know?

Of course, Taylor Swift is a perfect cover girl (even though her little quote about “rarely being the girl with the boyfriend” was kind of annoying.  You are dating JYKE GYLLENHAAL, for crying out loud!)  I mean, yeah, her curly ques and inspirational quotes are a tad irritating, but the twelve-year-old girl inside me totally eats it up, so I’m guessing the rest of the Seventeen readers do too.

Every year, Seventeen chooses celebrity style stars for this encyclopedia of an issue and this year’s choices were kind of…eh.  I mean, what the HELL was Victoria Justice wearing?  Is that nightgown/cardigan/MATCHING BELT getup supposed to be some nod to pajama chic?  And Taylor Momsen? Really? When are people going to realize that this girl is BAD FOR HUMANITY?

But I kept flipping through the pages, attempting to put off studying just a wee bit longer. I got some fancy makeup tips for NYE. I got the urge to buy a sequined dress. I got sucked into an article about avoiding party predators (because a title that includes the words ‘party’ and ‘predators’ is just too good to pass up) and learned to avoid the Four Loko. In an article about Facebook’s role in a romantic relationship, I learned that just because a guy doesn’t change his relationship status the second you make it official DOESN’T always mean he’s cheating. A guy who puts you on limited profile, though? That guy is sha.dy. Read More »

A few reasons why heels are so stupid and dumb

How to dress for the holidays without wearing frills

Celebs you don’t want to sit next to on a flight

Really?!? Completely disagree when it comes to Sue Sylvester

Awesome fashion inspired by Hermione

How to end a friendship

Why it’s better to be single during the holidays

History of birth control

Put this on your holiday wishlist

Chlesea Handler curses out Angelina Jolie

Close your legs, woman!

Let me get this straight. Juliet has been terrorizing the Upper East Side in her outlet mall dresses for months because Lily WhateverHerLastNameIs wanted Serena to get into a good high school? SERIOUSLY?

For a minute there I thought the whole Juliet saga was merely a way to provide more opportunities for Bing and RentTheRunway product placements, but that’s just silly! High school…now it’s all making so much more sense.

And to think, I used to get mad at my mom for making me clean my room before the cleaning ladies came over. (But really, why should I have to clean my room if we’re paying someone to do it?!) Lily definitely outdid her. Sending someone to jail so her daughter could have a good high school education and go on to do great things? Obviously that’s some good mothering. If only that plan didn’t totally backfire, right Lil? First Serena opts out of college for a year to do PR, then she sleeps with a married man who happens to be her ex-boyfriend’s cousin, and then she ends up in The Ostroff Center (where they might as well have a van der Woodsen special) in a necklace that could easily double as a weapon.

Brava, Lily! You really care about your children! They should honor you with the “Worse Than Dina Lohan” award! Read More »

Turns out that sleeping around is genetic

8 clever clothing tricks to keep warm

Want to win $500?!!

So you like like your friend with benefits…

Are you at risk for having a legit social media addiction?

Do you have what it takes to be Kanye’s wife?

Here’s why girls love the bad boys

Brit Brit tells critics to kiss her ass

This sexy, young actress is out and proud

3 quick fixes to hair disasters

Finals suck… I’m pretty sure that’s one thing we can all agree on.  Between hauling ass to the lecture you’d ordinarily skip, to sleepless nights at the library, to the inevitable Carpal Tunnel Syndrome that kicks in as soon as you’re done, finals week truly is Hell on Earth.

We all need a break from the madness sometimes, and the ladies at College Candy know this better than anyone else.  So we’ve compiled a list of our favorite ways to procrastinate…just don’t blame us if you have to pull an all-nighter right before that calc final.

1. Spend some quality time discovering all the awesomeness that is out there on the web. Seriously there’s a lot and you’re lucky enough to have the hook-up to a CC writer who spends all her time finding the best stuff on the net.

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Happy Hanukkah, Jewesses! If you’re one of the lucky girls out there who still gets a sick present for every one of the 8 (crazy) nights, kudos to you. Bitch. If you’re like us here at CollegeCandy, you get a Starbucks gift card from your grandpa for $18 and a “what? I don’t do enough for you all year?” guilt trip from your mom.

For those of you who fall into the latter category, don’t fret; CollegeCandy’s got your back. We’re bringing you the 8 Hotties of Hanukkah, one for each glorious latke-eating day. Because at the end of the day, as your Hanukkah candles are burning low and dripping wax all over your desk, unwrapping an iPhone 4 is cool, but flipping through pictures of Jake Gyllenhaal’s six-pack, Drake’s tasty mug, Zach Braff’s adorableness, Mark Salling’s general hotness and Jason Segel’s not-so-full frontal is a gift that keeps on givin’.

We love a Jewish man with an accent (even if that man entered our hearts as a teeny, tiny little boy), which is why Daniel Radcliffe is our 6th Hottie of Hanukkah. Despite starting out as a total dork with glasses and a bowl cut, he wowed us all as he returned (and filled out) for each and every Harry Potter installment. Before long we were all putting “acceptance letter to Hogwarts” on our Hanukkah wish list and practicing our enchantment charms under our breath. But this sexy star does more than battle evil villains that look like fetuses; he also takes time out from his superstar career to write poetry under his (rather Jewy) pen name, Jacob Gershon.

That’s deep, Radcliffe, real deep. Read More »