I don’t know if the problem I’ve been having with my social life is a post-grad problem, or a Brittany problem – but I’m about to share it. Here goes. I recently purchased the UK edition of Cosmopolitan. Inside the glorious shiny cover was an article called, ‘Do You Have Feeling Left Out Syndrome?’  The first moment I looked at it with my glistening stank eye, I decided “No, I do not have a Feeling Left Out Syndrome. I never check my phone constantly, sign on to Facebook just to see what’s up, update my Twitter every day or constantly imagine what everyone could possibly be doing at this very moment….”

But then it hit me: I have ‘Feeling Left Out Syndrome.’ So bad.

In fact, since leaving a college atmosphere where every moment of every day was surrounded by activities and play time, I’ve run face-first into a world where I’m constantly digging for things to be involved in. I never feel like I’m doing enough with my free time and always feel the pressure to grab happy hour with girlfriends, dance around the bar every Saturday night, snag coffee with a co-worker…

The constant pressure to do things all the time gets to my head. Like seriously, I get a migraine. Does this happen to anyone else? Does anyone else feel like they need to grasp every opportunity to play the social field and get out there? Maybe I sound like a crazy person, but technology these days is constantly updating me on what everyone else is doing. Read More »

Question for Tuffs?! Email her at TuffyLuv@collegecandy.com and by gum get that shiz adDRESSED!!!

Dear Tuffy Luv,

Okay so here’s my problem. I met this really nice guy at the school I just transferred to. I thought things weren’t going to pass a certain point because, one, he’s just a freshman and I’m a junior, and he’s also my little sister’s best friend from high school.

Things were great at first because we have so much in common. I was starting to get really close to him and would spend every day with him and began to develop feelings for him. I invited him out with me and another close friend (we’ll call him Joe) and things were a little weird because my new friend isn’t the most social person.

I have to step back a second because I left out one big piece of information. Both of my friends are bi. Joe came out to me early on in the Fall. The new friend came out to be in late September. Read More »

This is....fun.

You know what it’s like when everyone is talking about last night’s Gossip Girl episode that you didn’t get a chance to watch because you had to study for some dumb Calc final and you’re the only one out of the convo? And while you try to keep from having anything spoiled for you before you get a chance to watch the episode online, everyone else can relate over how crazy it is that a threesome actually occurred and V looked ridiculous in her lingerie and “OMG I can’t believe that happened,” and they’re all bonding over something you weren’t a part of.

Sometimes, hanging out with my couple friends feels like that.

Now understand, I was one half of the same couple for a long three years, so I have a firm grasp on this from the couple perspective. My coupled friends can’t always help talking about their relationships – they are a huge part of their lives, after all. And they’re excited and happy and in love and they just want to share that with their BFFs. And when we go out and they do coupley things, they aren’t doing it to rub their love in our single faces; they just want to hang out with all of us and include everyone, regardless of their Facebook relationship status. I have no doubt that whatever they do is done with the best of intentions. Read More »

Being in a relationship in college is not easy. It pretty much goes against the rules of nature. The college gods never wanted their late night cramming, pong tournament winning, vodka guzzling subjects to be holed up in their dorm rooms eating takeout and cuddling with their partner every weekend.

But that didn’t stop anyone, including me. And while all of us coupled peeps absolutely love our boyfriends, we can all admit that we feel pulled in two directions. “Our girls or our boyfriend” becomes a weekly dilemma we have to hash out, mentally listing the pros and cons of which we should pencil in to our planners.

What makes it even harder for me is that my boyfriend doesn’t go to the same school, meaning seeing him is a tad harder then walking across campus to his dorm. It means packing a duffel, getting to a train station, an hour and a half trip, and then doing it all over again Sunday afternoon to be back in time for classes. Read More »

Every. single. time I find myself in a room full of boys, the conversation inevitably turns to threesomes (or farts, but that is a whole different article). From the jokes, “Dude, we can totally eiffel tower her,” to the stories, “And then she asked if she could bring a friend!” guys can’t get the threesome of of their minds.

Being that I have never taken part in one (shocking, I know), I never really understood the appeal. After all, sex with one person is fun enough, and haven’t you always heard the old adage, “three’s a crowd”? Why, then, are guys so completely obsessed with bringing an extra body into an already exciting situation? If it ain’t broke (which I can say sex most definitely is not), why turn it into a threesome?

Our resident boy gives us the lowdown. Read More »