It’s been hailed as the holy grail of sex: the v-card. Taking someone’s virginity has historically been a much-sought after sexual experience (this is going as far back as Medieval times). The thought of a pure, untouched individual succumbing to your sexual prowess…well, I can see the appeal. However, the build-up in media and society certainly falls short in reality. I should know – I’ve swiped more than my fair share of v-cards.

I think most people look back on their college years with nostalgia, wishing for the sunny football Saturdays, the insane parties, and even the long weeknights nights spent in the library. I’m no different, of course, having had a similar experience with every other American college student.

I’ve been thinking. About threesomes. And about how I may have to tone down the randomness around the BF. But mostly about the sex part. There are so many reasons to invite an extra player into your game (or even a couple extra players…the more the merrier, right?), especially if your boyfriend has hot friends.

Every magazine we’ve ever read since childhood has spouted off Top 10 lists of where to meet men (yeah, I’m pretty sure Highlights even touched on that subject). At this point in my life, the potential places to meet men have been pounded into my head. Yet, I still have some issues actually getting a dude. What am I doing wrong?

We’re always told “less is more.” I’m sure a couple of you out there are familiar with the concept (it’s certainly true in the case of kissing and the amount of tongue insertion…and someone needs to inform that guy I made out with last night). Recently, I’ve become more attracted to the concept of having less stuff.

Drinking games have long been a superb way of breaking the ice with new people (seriously, nothing sets a casual, friendly atmosphere like chugging shots at 3pm), but how do you move beyond the old favorites?

We say it all the time: shut up. Sometimes you mean it (like during a particularly nasty fight with the bf) and sometimes you don’t (Clueless-esque situations of surprise and pleasure), but those two little words will always be there. How many of us actually listen to them, though?

Everyone has heard Christian Bale’s ridiculous outburst on the set of Terminator. As a method actor, he can get pretty intense. I actually respect the lengths he goes through to get into character. However, I’m pretty sure other actors have managed to get into character without blowing up any time someone distracts them. Except maybe Jeremy Piven.

It’s hard to be sure of what to eat these days. Health reports come out with a study against a certain food one day and for it the next. Do I eat the egg yolk or do I stick with the whites? Are pomegranates that good for me? How many more vitamins do I really need to take? It’s confusing. And I don’t like being confused about food. I just like eating it.

It’s a well-known fact that guys will go home with just about anything when they’re drunk. It’s not that they’re desperate, they’re just…well, guys. And guys like sex. So it’s not surprising that you don’t exactly have to be a genius/supermodel to have a special (or not-so-special) one-night engagement with a dude at the bar.