I didn’t expect one of my dreams to come true on Monday afternoon…just a regular afternoon of interning and “Family Guy” reruns, you know? That changed when I was presented an opportunity to meet one of my favorite celebrities, Michael Ealy.

He visited my school for an exclusive press conference to promote Think Like a Man, a “relationship comedy” with an all-star cast. It’s based on comedian Steve Harvey’s Act Like A Lady, Think Like A Man: What Men Really Think About Love, Relationships, Intimacy, and Commitment. Considering my track record, I doubted that I’d be able to relate to the book, the film or the conversation. But Ealy broke down matters of love, dating and relationships in such a concise and beautiful way. He genuinely wanted the intimate crowd of media reps to understand him and see the movie on April 20.

Seriously, if his movie career and upcoming TV series bores him, Michael (who was an English major!) could easily write his own book. I’d buy it. Until then, I’d like to share the five most important things I took away from the conversation.

Act like a woman, NOT like a man

Surprisingly, Ealy had different views from the movie’s mantra.

“I don’t think a woman can actually think like a man,” he told the press. “I think that’s what makes women dope. They’re thinking like women. [But] in relationships, it would be strategic and wise to understand how a man thinks. That’s what we’re trying to do with this movie.”

Guys gossip too!

“A guy can take some advice from his friends…and that can lead down a really dark tunnel into other problems,” Ealy revealed. “Like an abyss of problems. Understanding that a man is going to talk to his boys, and understanding that his boys will give him some bad advice, I think that helps a woman have a certain amount of understanding and compassion for his bad decisions, too.”

Practice patience

Let’s face it…some guys still have lots of growing up to do. Michael admitted that he was the same way and so is his character, Dominic.

“When I was in my twenties, I wasn’t established at all. I didn’t know how to be a man,” he admitted. “There were a lot of things in hindsight that I was doing wrong. But I was 24! And I think that Dominic represents a younger version than me. But sometimes the way someone treats you matters more than what they can do for you. Does that make sense? Perhaps with a little bit of patience, this person may end up being all you ever wanted and needed.”

If all guys turn out to be like Mike, I know I’d willingly wait.

Undateable starts with Y-O-U

This one hit close to home. Ealy didn’t exactly use the term “undateable,” but that’s definitely what he meant. The truth hurts sometimes…

“If you as an individual are having a hard time dating, look in the mirror. It might not be your standards. It might be your breath. Who knows? I’m joking, but seriously…it might be something that you’re putting out there whether it’s daddy issues or mommy issues. If you’re blaming this guy for what the last guy did, that’s very common also.”

Don’t fall in love in college

“If you could offer one piece of advice to college students about love and relationships, what would it be?” I inquired. He looked at me with a smile, erupted in a rare chuckle and advised me, “Don’t fall in love in college! You’re way too young to be lovey dovey. There’s so much more life out there in the real world. It’s not the end of the world if you break up. You still have plenty of life ahead of you, and you’ll probably fall in love a couple of times before it’s right. You might even get married a couple more times before it’s right. Have fun. Be safe,” he emphasized with a stern look in my direction, eyebrows raised, “but have fun.”

When she’s not watching for Blue Ivy sightings or doing some serious Facebook creeping, Khalea moonlights as a print journalism major at the REAL HU, Howard University. Follow her on Twitter at @letsbeKHAlear, or feel free to Twatch. Whatever works for you.

Heath Ledger’s daughter is cute and taken care of

In case you’re sh*tting yourself about the bailout

Britney Spears sounds relatively normal

Sean Penn is confused in a lot of ways

Strangely frightening

Sam and Lindsay BOTH in binkis

Katie Holmes is actually good for theater

Megan Fox’s first toolish-looking boyfriend

What color looks best on you?

No Fly List baby

Letterman ain’t no John McCain fan

Here’s one way to get clean…

Mandy Moore runs to take care of DJ AM

This chick HATES Dane Cook

She’d rather date a 20-year-old and throw peace signs

Kaite Holmes uncensored

Oh J. Piven…we forever pledge our love

Would you get that back fat sucked off?

Da Govanator loved Mary Jane

George Michael…just say no to bathroom stalls!

Did Ashley FIRE Mary-Kate?

Buff up with Brad

Sometimes we all need a little pick-me-up. Sometimes we want to know that rockstars are also experiencing excessive amounts of stress. Sometimes we feel like our head might expload, but we find comfort in the thought of Dolly Parton working “9-5!”

So here are some tunes, work related, lamenting about said work, fueling your fire and giving you that extra boost to make it through the day. You can do it! God speed!

1. 9 to 5- Dolly Parton

2. Workin’ Day and Night- Michael Jackson

3. Work It- Missy Elliott

4. If Work Permits- The Format

5. A Hard Day’s Night- The Beatles

6. She Works Hard for the Money- Donna Summer

7. Work is a 4 letter Word- The Smiths

8. Workingman’s Blues #2- Bob Dylan

9. I Can’t Get No Satisfaction- The Rolling Stones

10. The Distance- Cake

11. Manic Monday- The Bangles

12. Everybody wants to rule the world- Tears For Fears

13. Light&Day- The Polyphonic Spree

14. Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go- Wham!

That’s right, I included George Michael…what about it?!

[Got any work inspired tunes?? Let us know!]

And lately, who doesn’t? Girls are going nuts over this guy!

The only other thing y’all would have really seen him in was as the awkward, nervous and hilarious George-Michael Bluth in Arrested Development, but now that Superbad is a hit, he’s gonna be everywhere.

Seriously, how cute is he?

His character in Superbad, Evan, is adorably dorky yet totally likable. In my opinion, he completely makes the movie. All of his lines are funny, and he delivers them awesomely. He’s got that shy confidence that could easily pull Becca, his on-screen crush, in real life, if he wanted to.

Radar has a great interview with the 19-year-old Canadian cutie you can check out here, where he talks about using game on the ladies and living with the ‘rents.

Ohh, I love new celebrity crushes. Guess it’s time to take down my Leo posters!

P.S. Superbad is super funny, especially if you like penis jokes. Lots of them.

Zac Efron has fans. And some of them may have rabies.

Given the obscene amount of comments (perhaps the most CC has ever received on one article? At least with the most spelling mistakes) connected to my first blog about this 17-year-old sugar coated star, I’m a little afraid to have another go.

But what the hell. I’m a troublemaker.

According to half a dozen angry rants, I don’t know Zac at all, he’s an amazing actor, his body just oozes hotness, and anyone who comes close to insulting him is wasting the world’s time—because he is loved by all.

So here’s what I did. I held my breath, typed his name into Google, and ventured out onto the Internet Superhighway to find out about all things Efron. Would recent pictures prove to me that he is indeed hotter than the sun? After reading a few interviews, would I be convinced of his supposed saintly goodness? And would I ever find out who Vanessa Hudgens was?

I’ll tell you one thing, wax figure or not, Z. Efron has got more websites devoted to him than Jenna Jameson (approximately. I didn’t actually do the math). He has certifiably grabbed the Tween market in two well manicured hands, and as long as he’s attached to Disney and stays away from the coke, seems destined to make little girls weep from joy for years.

But as a 24-year-old woman, I still don’t get it. I just don’t. And you know what, I don’t think I’m supposed to.

Most of this boy’s fans are young enough to be completely baffled by grammar, innocent enough to become enraged over a blog that may or may not defame him, and immature enough to miss the real gist of what my initial argument was. These girls (and boys?) are young, and just the way my generation was fooled by Lance Bass, and the generation before that by George Michael, they haven’t the experience to understand why some might consider their blessed Efron…less than manly.

Who knows if this newest Disney cherub is gay? And really, who cares? He’s rich, he’s obviously talented enough to garner attention, and will either mature like DiCaprio or fizzle out like Haim.

So abrasive, spelling-deficient Efron fans, let’s agree to disagree, alright? Go ahead and love a boy who can’t seem to grow facial hair, and I’ll go on thinking he spends more time getting ready in the morning than I do.

Our friends at AolMusic have compiled a fantastic collection of 80′s Pop Stars before and after photos. Check out how they’ve transformed over the years and decide for yourself if they’ve kept up with the times or have simply gone the way of the perm…so 80′s.

See the photos after the jump:

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Bagging.

The Sun recently ran an article about the newest sex craze to hit Britain since George Michael, and claims that “Bagging, or masking, is a fetish that’s being taken up by couples looking for daring ways to spice up their love life.” Before a pair starts to get it on, “one of [them] agrees to have their head covered”.

Now, we all know The Sun isn’t the most scholarly magazine to ever hit newsstands, but I have no doubt of this fetish’s validity. These days, we’re all about being turned on by anything and everything. Got an old pump with half the heel broken off? Someone will find that erotic. A pair of ripped up stockings? Half a peanut butter sandwich? People are getting off on those things all over the world. Right now. As you’re reading this. Seriously.

As for me, the idea of Bagging is a little too weird. Wouldn’t it be strange to have sex to the sounds of crinkling paper? Wouldn’t it be odd to stare at the same bag you carried your eggs home in while you’re going at it? Whatever happened to looking lovingly into a partner’s eyes?

Maybe I’m old fashioned. What do you think, lovelies?

Does Bagging sound appealing, or just plain freaky?