You could go to pbteen.com for a dorm room like this…or follow our time-tested advice!

It’s a dorm. Not an apartment, not a studio, and not a tiki hut. Keep that in mind whilst decorating.

In fact, one of my closest guy friends constantly mocks those girls who go all out on a simple dorm room, exclaiming, “GiRlzz! Letz do a BeaCH ThEmE! Lolz!”

That aside, it is your home, and your own personal residence for an entire school year, so it’s important you like it, want to be in it, and it’s presentable for guests at uh, any hour of the night.

So yeah, there are those crazies who have the money (and stupidity) to pimp out their dorm rooms, but what about you? What about poor, busted-my-ass-at-Ruby-Tuesdays-for-this-paycheck? you, who likely can’t afford a single Johnny Depp poster, let alone an entire room’s worth of decoration.

I’ll let you in on a little secret chickies, it’s all about the bargain shopping. And knowing where to find that. Read More »

Breaking up sucks, so you might as well get a good story out of it. None of this civil shit — I want tears in the eyes, blood on the walls, buttons off the shirts.

Unfortunately, most of my breakups have been rather tame. I keep my grudges to myself. Depending on the magnitude of the schism, I cope by going the patented Jennifer Aniston route (yoga, weed, Smart Water) or taking a ride on the pie highway to drown my sorrows. Either way, slander and slaughter are kept to a minimum; the only victim is me.

So, I don’t really understand crazy, dramatic breakups, but that doesn’t mean I can’t revel in them (read: laugh at) when they happen, especially in Brad-and-Jen Land. There are the sad ones, like Reese and Ryan and Jake and Kirsten which leave you a little deflated but ultimately make you feel better about yourself — because if they can’t make it work, who can? Read More »

Spoiler Alert!

Maybe I should have known better than to try and sit through 147 minutes of Johnny, Kiera and Orlando at midnight on a Saturday night. After all, I was not at all impressed with the sequel. Was I really hoping that “Pirates of the Carribean: At World’s End” would pull a 180 and recreate the magic of the original?

Unfortunately, it didn’t. No, it wasn’t as painful as sitting through the second one was. After all, “Dead Man’s Chest,” really did nothing but create dozens of loosely intertwining subplots while introducing a myriad of underdeveloped characters. For all its faults, at least “At World’s End” tied the stories together, and gave the movie a nice, albeit very unexpected, ending (while simultaneously setting the stage for brand new adventures if they so desire to create a Pirates 4).

My biggest gripe of the movie was that it did an awful job some key plot features. For example, remember the Kracken, that evil sea-thing that Davey Jones would summon to utterly destroy ships? Yeah, that puppy was nowhere to be found in the third film. It was briefly alluded to early on, and then at a certain point you actually see a dead creature that’s supposed to be the monster, but you’re never really able to tell. Read More »

Any movie with Johnny Depp is worth watching because he’s hot. Obviously that means I’m all about the Pirates of the Carribean. I usually frown upon any sequels, but I can’t get enough of Jack Sparrow. He’s so freakin’ wacked out … it’s awesome. So the fact that I was able to find the trailer for Pirates of the Carribean: World’s End made me seriously clap my hands … maybe there was a fist pump in there (I’m not afraid to admit it).

So here it is, for your viewing pleasure.