Alright, ladies, it’s time to turn the tables on our last Dude’s List. Last time around I set down 11 things that y’all shouldn’t give up for Lent. Now, some were a bit general, some arguable, maybe questionable, one or two might even go down as moderately controversial, but this is where I get to give to my gender as good as yours took it.

Sex isn’t a hard thing to mess up, but there are some things you can do that may make sex not as pleasurable for you or for him. If you avoid these mistakes, you’re going to have great sex, and you don’t even need to do any of those mind blowing tricks from magazines (seriously, who can have sex upside down?).

This past week was all about finding alternate ways to ease my sexual tension. I found a few that worked! Physical pain was the most successful way to cool my libido. Unfortunately, making out with the most handsome of my handsome friends revved me back up to my normal state. Read on, horny friends, read on.

First kisses are the beginning of something wonderful. It’s the perfect end to a wonderful first date. It’s the promise of things yet to come. They give us butterflies like no other kiss can. Some people say everything you need to know is in that first kiss. But sometimes first kisses can be less than wonderful.

Girls love to whine and act like meeting men is this big, impossible feat. I would like to respectfully disagree. If you’re relatively attractive and have a halfway decent personality, meeting guys is like shooting fish in a barrel. I’ve found the hard part comes after you’ve found that one amazing guy. He’s your basic catch. And guess what? He just asked you out. On a first date. Welcome to Hell.

Today in the Twitterverse, there was a trending topic that had lots of people tweeting things like “omg lol I can’t believe this is trending rofl smh!!!!!” So what was it? #FemaleSexComplaints, of course.

The most difficult week of my life has passed. Am I being melodramatic? Only slightly. However, I’m proud to say I haven’t relapsed and got it on with myself or any phallic objects! Yayy! My success thus far has encouraged me to rule out sex altogether. You read that right: I will be totally celibate for these 30 days. Not just masturbation, NO SEX with anyone, especially myself.

I met him my first night of college. Although not the fairytale every girl imagines, we hit it off in the basement of a fraternity house. It was a passionate, whirlwind love affair that lasted about a month. Long story short, we don’t speak any more. I took it as a learning experience about relationships and the healing process was not easy.

I’ve watched a bit of porn in my day – celebrity sex tapes, professional pornos and amateur attempts. I’ve watched straight, gay, lesbian, threesome, BDSM, interracial and more. I’ve watched it solo and with the boyfriend. But nothing ever clicks. I always feel so detached from the action that’s on screen. It doesn’t evoke much of anything from me, mentally or physically.

By university, most ladies probably know someone who has battled with anorexia, bulimia or some form of an eating disorder. Though it’s not a gender specific disease, it is most prevalent in young women. Researchers from the London School of Economics recently did a study on eating disorders, finding them to be “socially transmitted diseases.”