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Dear Tuffy Luv,

One of my friends is in love with me and I’m having a hard time thinking if I should give him a chance. We tried dating for a month, but I don’t know if I can do it again. The reason why I’m not with him is because he has B.O. He is a wonderful guy but I really can’t see myself being in a relationship with him.  His B.O is really bad that the last time we kiss I wanted to barf. I turned him down once because he can be so conceited and it annoys me, but also because of the B.O. I have told him about how he smells but he just didn’t say anything. I am just so confused whether I should give a chance because I know that he loves me.

Help?
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Dear Tuffy Luv,

I can’t believe my bad luck. Every time I think I meet a nice guy, and give him my number – I’m disappointed. This same situation has happened over and over, and it happened again last weekend.  We met each other at a party of a mutual friend. This is the night, as it happened: We’re introduced to one another and have a great conversation talking about my major, his plans for the summer, my year abroad, his trip to Scotland….everything. And it was so refreshing! We talked for hours, laughed together…and there was a sweet kiss at the end of the night. He gives me his number (I didn’t have a phone yet, because I just returned from a year abroad), and he says he would love to take me out to dinner sometime. He whispers into my ear “Please, don’t hesitate AT ALL to call me,” and I say “okay, I’ll call.”

He sends me a Facebook message the next day and it’s those 2 words again, “CALL ME.”  He even tells another guy friend that night that that I’m “beautiful” and he’s “really interested” in me. I waited a day or so and gave him a call, left a message….and never heard back (this was 5 days ago). Part of me wants to believe he’s busy or he’s away but I know that’s not the case and the reasonable side of me says HE LOST INTEREST, YOU IDIOT! But, I don’t understand! Why, if he had no interest, did he volunteer all of that. I didn’t go to the party looking for a boy; I’m completely happy on my own. I don’t mind being single at all, but the fact that he sparked an interest in me, be it fake or the real stuff, is the MOST frustrating thing, EVER. Read More »

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Dear Tuffy Tuv,

So there’s this guyyyyy (isn’t that how all of these emails start out?).  I reconnected with someone from high school in the beginning of the summer.  We hung out (and hooked up) a few times before he had to go back to school for the summer.  At first my mindset was, “Ok, we had a fun summer fling, maybe I’ll see him when he gets back.”   And at the time, I was totally OK with the idea.

About a week after he left, he started texting me every once in a while.  Then all of a sudden, there was a flurry of communication between us where he said he’d try to sneak out of school one day to see me, and visit again on the 4th.  Since these encounters he’s sent me some pretty cute texts about how he can’t wait to see me, hoping I’m free on such and such day so he can visit, etc.  This seems like a lot of effort just for some booty. I’m just not sure how to classify this relationship, and whether getting emotionally attached would end up hurting me at the end of the summer. And I HATE HATE HATE having “the talk”; is there any way to get some answers without it?

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It was a feeling that started with the Ocean’s 11 movie franchise, and then Judd Apatow came along and just knocked it into next week: sometimes I just wish I was part of the boy’s club. I want to drink martinis or beer and talk about chicks and make dirty jokes with my friends all day!

Okay, I’m kidding. Well, half kidding, anyway. It does sound like fun.  But more to the point, it got me thinking about gender roles in a broader sense (because why don’t I like girl’s club movies, a la SATC and Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, in the same way?) and I reached the same conclusion: “damn, sometimes I wish I was a guy!”

Women’s roles have changed a lot in recent generations, and for that we can all be very, very grateful.  But there are certain things that get me all hot and bothered in the penis envy department. Let’s start with the simple ones: Read More »

One of my biggest pet peeves with the male population is when a guy doesn’t call back. Yes, I know that I should take a hint from He’s Just Not That Into You and know that no call = no interest, but it still makes me mad.

If a guy says he’s gonna call, then he should call. And if he’s not interested, then he should just suck it up, be a man, and tell me. I’m an adult – I can handle it. I who would rather have a definitive answer than be left wondering.

And wonder I do.

I can’t help it. As much as I know in my head that guys would call if they are interested, my heart takes control of the situation and I am left laying by the phone, willing it to ring. Or running to it every time it does in hopes that said boy has finally mustered up the courage to give me a buzz, only to be left disappointed when it’s my mother…again…calling to ask me what I thought of American Idol.

And then the tables turned.

I met a boy at the bar and in my booze-y haze I thought he was charming, cute and hilarious. We talked the whole night, went home together and had some fun in his living room. Why we couldn’t wait to take it to the bedroom I’ll never know, but I learned a valuable lesson that night about sex on a leather couch: don’t have it.

But I digress. The point is, after spending some time with him in the morning I realized that he was none of the things I was attracted to the night before. I just wasn’t that into him. Read More »

I am 24 and single. I am also the first to tell you there is nothing wrong with that, but as the novelty of “being an independent women,” “focusing on my career“, and “being so tired of relationship drama” is wearing off I’m face with a serious question: Where does a 20 something girl meet guys?

My immediate instinct when faced with this question would point me towards the bars. And for that exact reason, I have met practically every single boyfriend I’ve had in my college and post years at a bar or party, and while drinking. (Please note: while it has been said time and time again, “you don’t meet nice guys in bars,” I’m here to tell you, you don’t meet nice guys in bars.)

That being said, if history has taught me anything it’s that I need to find a new locale if I want to find a new, interesting, smart attractive gent to call my own. But, I have no idea where to look..

So I asked a handful of friends and acquaintances I got a few answers:

Work (and/or class) - I’m the first to openly admit, I have a slight case of Boy-Crazy. This condition can really hinder my accomplishing anything productive when I’ve got boys on the brain. Thus mixing my professional life with my personal life could really be a fatal combination. Read More »

They say it is better to give than to receive, but what about giving in order to receive? Yeah, yeah; that goes against the spirit of the holidays, but as long as you are giving there is nothing wrong with gettin’ a little something in return, is there?

Like this game, which, unlike Guitar Hero, teaches boys an actually useful skill: pleasuring a woman.

Giving this is a gift is a total win/win. Your guy – who is obsessed with video games – gets a new toy to play with and a girlfriend who encourages him to do so. You get some much needed satisfaction in the bedroom.

Ok, so it’s not real, but how amazing would it be if it were? Just imagine coming home from class to find your guy and his friends playing in the living room; who cares if he just wasted six hours playing the game? He’s practicing for you! And instead of some dumb game where he lives out his fantasies of being a rock star, your man would be spending his time practicing a skill that is actually necessary in his day to day life!

Guys need some help when it comes to our nether regions; guiding them doesn’t seem to work and watching porn just makes everything worse. An instructional (and entertaining) video game seems like the best solution. This is definitely on my wish list this season.

[It doesn’t matter what school you go to, what state it is in, how big it is, whether it is public or private, all girls or coed…there are experiences that all college students share. No matter how crazy you think your personal situation is, it is not just you.

So, let’s bring it all out in the open. Right here. Because you are not alone - we’ve all been there before.]

The Awkward Call:

You wake up to the sunlight shining into your eyes. You open them and – whoa – the killer hangover sets in. Headache, nausea and a mouth filled with cotton. And then you roll over to find a man lying next to you.

And the entire evening comes flooding back: the drinks, the sloppy make out sesh in the kitchen of the bar, the striptease in the cab.

You lift the covers; yup, completely naked. Your bedmate stirs, opens his eyes and smiles at you. “Phew,” you think to yourself. “He’s pretty cute.” You begin the usual morning-after conversation – hangovers, “what the hell did I drink last night”s, and other niceties – before he starts rubbing your back.

You know where this is leading, but before things start heading there you need to brush that so-drunk-I-smoked- a-cigarette taste out of your mouth.

And then the phone rings. Your rifle through the pile of jeans and underwear on the floor and flip it open before you realize who it is: your grandma. Read More »

Yom Kippur is all about reflection. So, I spent a good portion of yesterday in synagogue reflecting on things I have done over the past year in an effort to clean my slate and ask God for forgiveness. I usually try not to regret those things that I have done, but that is not always possible, especially when alcohol is involved.

1. I regret that time I met a guy at a bar and did some naughty things at a very public table. That other people may have been sitting at. And the bar also happened to be a restaurant. And it was definitely not sanitary.

2. I regret purchasing condoms while drunk and choosing that the ones that glow in the dark/have spikes “for her enjoyment.” I did not enjoy them that night, nor did I enjoy the way those spikes made me feel for the next 3 days.

3. I regret thinking hooking up in a boy’s bathroom was “hot” – it was not. In fact, it was dirty, moldy and didn’t have a lock. So, with that, I regret that guy’s roommates walking in and getting quite a show.

4. I regret hooking up in my roommate’s bed because she then hooked up in my bed in retaliation…and made a much bigger mess. Read More »

There is a big difference between girls who are crazy and girls who do some crazy things. Right?

RIGHT?!

I mean, we’ve all done something a little…extreme when feelings were involved. It’s not our fault; our hearts were doin’ the talking.

And, yes, we may have “accidentally” dumped a drink on the girl our crush was flirting with at the bar, but it’s not like we cut off her ponytail when she wasn’t looking (although we may have considered it).

Everyone has been driven to the brink of insanity at some point in their lives, so in an effort to make ourselves feel a little less psycho-girly, we asked the CollegeCandy writers to weigh in on their deepest, darkest moments. Feel free to share your own crazy moments in the comments section. We won’t judge.

Julia – UC Berkeley: I’ve definitely pretended I was forming a study group to get the number of a hot guy in my class!

Alex – Cornell: I’m a fantastic Facebook creeper. Even if I only get a first name, I can almost always find their profile. That’s the beauty of Thunder Bay! More specifically, I’ve drunkenly added bar makeouts; that’s just embarassing!

Lauren – University of Michigan: I may or may not have befriended every one of his roommates and friends just to get to him. And walked 15 mins out of my way to pass his house on the way to class in hopes he’d be walking out at the exact same time…. Read More »