Today, July 1st, Canadians and the people who love them (yes, lots of people love Canadians!) are celebrating Canada Day, an annual federal holiday commemorating Canada’s “birthday” in 1867. Since then, Canada has contributed a whole lot to the world in the realms of science, hotties, entertainment, hotties, cuisine, hotties, pop culture, and more (hotties). Here is but a brief list of things to love from our northern neighbor. Enjoy it, eh?

Any place that can claim Kiefer, Keanu, Gosling AND instant mashed potatoes as their own has our respect. Canada, CollegeCandy salutes you!

]]> http://collegecandy.com/2009/07/01/16-reasons-to-love-canada/feed/ 3 Marisa - Wesleyan University canada intro instant mashed potatoes ryan-gosling laysketchupchips trivial pursuit zipper imax keanu_reeves_108 canada_dry tommy chong roller skates basketball_thumb 5 pin bowling kiefer-sutherland-jail McIntoshapples celine_dion http://collegecandy.com/2008/09/08/be-your-own-health-center/ http://collegecandy.com/2008/09/08/be-your-own-health-center/#comments Mon, 08 Sep 2008 13:30:12 +0000 Donyae - University of Maryland http://www.collegecandy.com/reality/11632 Listen to me: your mom is not coming with you to college.

There is not going to be anyone there to feed you soup when you have a cold or hand you band-aids when you’ve had too much to drink, fall, and cut yourself on glass. There is only the student health center and they don’t want to hear about your minor ailments; they’ve got a whole campus worth of people with real problems. Like broken limbs… and broken condoms.…

Listen to me: your mom is not coming with you to college.

There is not going to be anyone there to feed you soup when you have a cold or hand you band-aids when you’ve had too much to drink, fall, and cut yourself on glass. There is only the student health center and they don’t want to hear about your minor ailments; they’ve got a whole campus worth of people with real problems. Like broken limbs… and broken condoms.

Because of this you have to be prepared to take care of yourself when it comes to the minor things: the tummy aches, the colds, the bumps and bruises. And you have to be prepared.

Below is a handy dandy list of things you’ll need to build your very own medicine cabinet. No more unnecessary trips to the Health Center (where they probably can’t help you anyway), or crying to your mom on the phone. Well, you can still cry on the phone, but at least you won’t have to leave the house to get some Pepto.

1) A container

First things first – you’re going to need a place to store your medical supplies. This can be an under-the-bed plastic tub or a cool toolbox you decorate with stickers. Anything you want really, as long as it’s storable. And make sure that whatever you pick can hold a few 20 oz and cans.

2) Band-Aids and Bandages

This is the most basic part of your kit; the thing that you will probably be using most of all. You should stock up on band-aids of all sizes. You never know what you might need one for: blisters, shaving nicks, paper cuts, drunken falls. Also keep a few ace bandages handy. Thanks to the combination of stilettos and alcohol, sprained ankles and wrists are inevitable.

3) Neosporin, Peroxide, etc.

Or pretty much anything you put on cuts to disinfect and keep them from getting infected. Because infection is nasty and can KILL YOU. Seriously – clean your wounds!

4) Medicine

And not just pain meds either. I’m talking about cold and flu stuff as well. I don’t know how many times I had to walk to the damn Rite Aide with snot dripping from my nose because I needed some Nyquil. Not a great feeling. Keep it on hand – both nighttime and daytime because you will get sick and you will have a teacher that doesn’t let you off for it. Also, keep some stuff for upset stomachs as well; that dining hall food can be killer.

5) Ice Pack

Once again, people are constantly spraining stuff and, chances are, you don’t have a frozen pack of veggies in the fridge to use. An instant ice pack comes in handy in these situations, especially if you don’t have a fridge. Bonus: also good for hot days in a dorm with no AC.

6) Food stuffs.

Ok, this consists of the foods that you need when you’re sick: saltine crackers, soup, ginger ale, water. That’s it. Nothing special and elaborate. Just some things to get you through the worst of whatever is plaguing you so you don’t have to go down to the cafeteria and ruin everyone else’s meal with all your hacking and wheezing.

7) A flashlight and extra batteries

Ok this technically has nothing to do with meds, but you need these things and where else are you going to keep ‘em? The electricity goes off all the time in dorms. All. The. Time. And you need batteries for all your stuff (yes, even that); nothing is worse then being sick and realizing you have to actually get up and change the channel. Stock up!

So there you have it; an easy-as-pie supply list to keep you going semester in and semester out. Good luck and stay healthy!

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Whatever, Ali’s pissed because Jeremy has a crush on Lindsay and not her. Jeremy’s probably pissed because Lindsay has a crush on Samantha Ronson and not him.

Their fight concludes (or is postponed) freaking finally. Ali says she doesn’t trust anyone but her family anymore (not what you said last week.) And goes to her wise and showbiz weary mother for advice.

Dina explains that “we all make mistakes” (especially her–although I don’t know if you can consider raising trainwrecks mere mistakes). She gives a small lesson in Tabloid Manipulation 101 and tells Ali that “they’ll just have to educate him,” which sounds very creepy Scientologist.

Jeremy enters the house while Dina and Ali chat in the kitchen. He doesn’t knock or anything, just breezes right in. Dina then begins to mediate Ali and Jeremy’s argument.

Dina tells Jeremy he is an innocent victim, that the press will manipulate anything and everything that you say, so you have to learn how to manipulate them (Again, I am pleasantly surprised by Dina’s shrewd and sly admittance that she is the queen of using the press as her own tool. It doesn’t make it right for her to exploit her children, but it does prove that she is the original master of manipulation. Screw You Speidi). Dina tells Jeremy they still love him. Ali tells him he’s an amazing “musician”. I spit diet ginger ale all over my computer at this comment. Jeremy says he doesn’t have parents?

Ali kisses (not literally, thank god) and makes up with Jeremy. Dina takes it upon herself to be Jeremy’s moral comapss. Oye Vey.

Dina sits down with Jeremy in the kitchen to explain, once again, that she is the Pai Mei of P.R. because she learned the ropes the hard way. Apparently the hard way is by starring as an extra in all of Lezlo’s films, bitterly feuding in public, and using her daughter’s personal troubles as fodder for US Weekly. Jeremy says that he “punk’d” the press by letting them believe that he may or may not be dating Lindsay. Ugh, he is worming his way out of this and Dina is laughing it off! Jeremy it will take a lot more for you to redeem yourself in my eyes.

Dina tells Jeremy she’s using him for his music. Yeah, keep believing that.

Later that evening, Dina makes the cover of some random local magazine. This is obviously a huge deal and Dina is going to a big ol’ party for herself the magazine. Ali tells her mom she’s dressing like a ho. Dina tells Ali that Stella Mcartney hates her, and ignores Ali’s desperate attempts to inform her mother that it is much too cold for her to wear her cougar skanksuit out. If only Cody were there. He would reason with Di.

Codeman and Ali are left in the care of Dina’s niece, and Mommy Dearest sets off on a night of champagne fueled shmoozing (which, Dina dearest, I find nothing wrong with).

In the car on the way to the party, Nana Lohan criticizes Dina’s thinly veiled attempts to achieve stardom through her innocent children. Dina denies pushing Ali at all to be famous. Some lady assures Nana that Ali is nothing like Lindsay, she just wants to do everything she does, in the exact same manner that Linds has done it.

Sorry Nana and random passenger, I’m 100% on Dina’s side for this battle. Ali clearly and repeatedly declares that her dearest ambition is to be just like Linds. Which is cute, because at the end of the day all she is is a 14 year old girl who wants to be like her famous and beautiful big sis. However, at the beginning of the day, Ali is a trained circus dog in full makeup who is aspiring to be a once promising and talented starlet turned wierdo.

At the party, Dina flirts with Jeremy (why is he everywhere?!?!) and introduces him to her contacts while he is starstruck by overly Botoxed Long Island Moms.

Ali comes home in full make up, looking like she’s 24, and smells something “funky” (this loaded statement has so many opportunities for sarcastic exploration that I cannot choose just one. No comment) before having her cousin call the fire department. Cody opens the gate and lets the fire department onto the property. He is, after all, the man of the family.

Dina continues rubbing elbows with the rich and (I’m sure according to them) famous. Ali attempts to get in touch with her momager, but Dina is much too busy hobnobbing to be concerned about the safety of her clients children.

We cut back to the Lohan property. The paramedics are taking Ali’s blood pressure because her throat hurts. Ok? Cody finally gets in touch with some moustached man who tells Dina that the fire department is at her house. Of course it’s Cody who saves the day, that dashing hero of mine. She (finally) calls Ali, who says that everything is fine, the outlet in the wall was just on fire.

Uh, that’s “FINE”??

Dina says that the children handled it well so she doesn’t need to come home (thank God) she contemplates how horrible it would have been if the tabloids got a hold of this. Um, what if your house burnt down with your children inside of it?? Wouldn’t that have been like, not good? She kisses her sleeping kids good night (that was actually sweet) and mutters some BS about how “the one night she goes out” this happens.

The next day, Dina and Alexis move a couch out of the way and call an electrician to fix the smoldering outlet. Jeremy questions Dina’s judgement for leaving live wires out in the open (Ok so even he’s not that retarded.) Ali plays with the live wires while Jeremy urges her not to. If she gets electrocuted, he’s in big trouble. (No more record deal!!)

The electrician tells Dina that she’s very lucky. I chuckle at this. Alexis is now appointed as fire safety marshal, prints escape routes and orders escape ladders for the bedrooms. Dina browses an online escort service–oh, nevermind, it’s the NYPD’s Annual calendar– to contribute her expertise to her family’s safety. I am puzzled as to how this is relevant.

As the day winds down, the house is secure again and no more fire scares hide behind unsafe outlets.

The family walks Jeremy out to the gate. I get this eerie sense that Jeremy is part decent producer, part wannabe wierdo, part hanger-on/famewhore, and part imaginary son to Dina. I recall again the mysterious “I don’t have parents” comment. Hmm.

Dina says “Love you baby, see you in Vegas!” to Jeremy, who still hasn’t been hit by a bus, despite my fervent wishing, and retreats back to her lair. Only time will tell me if Dina’s judge of character is either far superior or far far far worse than my own, regarding Jeremy. I have and idea of which one it is though.

Stay tuned for next week: Ali gets cyber/ text bullied and covered in a mysterious white substance from head to toe.

It’s Friday! As soon as the clock strikes 5 (or 6…or whenever you’re finished with class…) it’s time to let your hair down and get going with what the weekend is made for: getting waaaaasted!

Which sounds awesome…until you wake up in the morning with the worst hangover of all time. After running to the bathroom to puke a twice and promising God that you will never drink again if He lets you make it through this pain, you return to your bed and contemplate just what will make this horrible feeling end.

Unfortunately, you are fresh out of Vicodin.

Lucky for you, there are other ways to get rid of the spins/headache/dry mouth/sore muscles/anything else that comes along with a hangover (besides the smokey smell in your hair and ugly dude lying next to you).

1. H2O: Duh. For those of you who are completely oblivious to life, alcohol dehydrates you. The more you drink, the more dehydrated you get. So, chug some water. Rehydrate that body of yours. If water isn’t your thang, try ginger ale (which will also soothe your stomach), Gatorade or fruit juice (vitamin C = good).

Just avoid coffee. Contrary to popular belief, this is the worst thing for a hangover. Not only will the caffeine dehydrate you even more, but it will also make your tender stomach lining even worse…if that was even possible.

2. Scramble: Many foods can help you feel better, but eggs are like the super food for hangovers. You probably didn’t know this (and I say that not because I am smart, but because I just looked it up), but eggs contain large amounts of cysteine, a substance that breaks down the toxin that causes hangovers in the first place.

3. Throw in a Banana: They contain a ton of potassium, which replenishes the body of all that it lost due to dehydration. Kiwis are also a good option, though not as fun to eat.

4. Toast: While everyone thinks that toast will “soak up the alcohol” the real reason toast is such a good hangover delicacy is the fact that it is easy on the stomach. So, if you are feeling a little queasy, this is the best way to get some energy without spending the morning hugging the toilet bowl.

Oh, and a few things to avoid the morning after: dairy (bad for the tum tum), more booze (delays the inevitable horror) and recapping the events of the night before (causes extreme embarrassment).