Sometimes it happens immediately, sometimes it takes a few weeks or even months, but no matter when you first realize you despise someone you’ve hooked up with, the realization is enough to knock even the most confident girl off her feet.

Astrologically, I’m really not supposed to get along with Aquarius males in a relationship setting.

Never one to let Astrology get me down, however, a few years ago I decided to hook up with a guy who was a mystery except for his sign (Aquarius, of course) and his choice in college parties (the dirty, loud dorm suite we first met at should have been an indication of things to come).

After a few tipsy run-ins that spanned a few weeks, I decided to cut ties with the dude because A) he was kind of stupid and B) he wasn’t very good at anything that involved the female anatomy. As the months wore on, and classes changed, I ended up finding myself in not one, not two, but three classes with the guy.

Initially, I didn’t think much of it. I mean, we didn’t talk much when we were hooking up, so it wasn’t really awkward to be around him, and any emotional attachment I may have felt by accident had certainly faded away by the time I realized his ability to dress himself matched his ability to make conversation. Read More »

It’s Wednesday, it’s lunchtime, and I bet you’re either getting back from a hellish morning of classes or trying to come up with a good excuse why not to go to your 2:20 lecture. Either way, College Candy firmly believes you should take a minute and de-stress before your afternoon push.

What better way to do that than cute animals?!

Here’s hoping that the next 5 minutes and 10 seconds will give you a much needed boost you need to get through your day!

Happy Hump Day!

We’ve all had the 8:30 AM class. Or the 9:00 AM class. Hell, even 10:00 AM is early when you were up until 3:00 the night before, squinting over notes that no longer made any sense.

At that time of morning, even the vainest girl barely has enough energy to pull on something resembling clothing and make sure her face is free of pimple-freezing cream. Besides, you’re just gonna be sitting in some classroom for two hours, and it’s guaranteed no one else’s eyes will be open either. So you wore your pajamas to class! Who cares? It’s not like they’ll be able to tell who you are, anyway, with that hoodie pulled over your face.

But here’s my question, what about those girls who wear their pajamajamas past the hour of 1:00 PM? Who are still unable to face the world during at 4:30 PM Zoology lecture class? Do we have empathy for them? Or are we just confused?

Because more often than not, these pajayjay wearing gals are the same gals who hit the weekend in pumps and skirts and a full face of make-up. Once 11:00 PM rolls around, they’re beautiful and shining and wouldn’t be caught dead near anything baggy or ripped. What is this? What kind of phenomenon are we witnessing here?

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