I try and live by a “don’t knock it till you try it” attitude. I’ve tried the relationship thing, so now I can knock it.

And I find the single life superior.

I know a lot of people that are perfectly content in relationships, and I commend them for that — but that doesn’t mean I want one. I enjoy the single life — heck, I don’t even mind the dating stage, but there are so many reasons why I don’t want a boyfriend.

First off, there’s the logistics of it. I spend 8 months of the year on one side of the country, and 4 on the other. Seeing as I don’t believe in long distance relationships, this makes it near impossible to have a boyfriend. I know, some people would probably say that it wouldn’t be so bad if I meant the right person, but I don’t want to! I have trouble keeping in touch with my friends long distance, and definitely don’t want to worry about a boy.

Secondly, there’s the whole title thing. I hate the word boyfriend. It feels very possessive to me, and seems to complicate things unnecessarily. I’m generally super independent, but when the titles come out, I become this gross clingy person I don’t like. But these are just specific to me. There are lots of other, more general reasons why I don’t want a boyfriend. And while you can call me selfish, I’m sure lots of other single ladies will agree. Read More »

Don’t get me wrong, Christmas at home is wonderful. The big bed, the stocked fridge, the friends from high school you haven’t seen…it’s all amazing.

But then comes the fateful day. The day. When all of your immediate and extended family gather ’round and gang up on you, their little college student, and bombard you with questions you never, ever want to answer.

From experience, most dinners tend to play out the same way with the same questions getting thrown around for almost anyone who considers themselves an undergrad, so let College Candy help out this year with a few questions you may be asked (with the answers included)!

1) So, how’d you do this semester?

The old grades question. Here’s the deal: if you didn’t spice up the week with Wednesday night study sessions at the local pub, and therefore have good news to report, then you’re in the clear!

Not so lucky this time? Deny. Deny. Deny. Obviously, you’re not denying the fact that this semester happened, but make sure your parents know you’re looking for your grades, they’re just not available yet. Blame the computer, blame your campus’s network, blame crappy professors. Anything to hold off reporting that C- you got in Bio.

Because nothing ruins Christmas faster than pissed off parents. Read More »

I recently celebrated a birthday. It came and went as all birthdays do.

There were some presents given and drinks were drunk and my mom even called to sing me a rousing chorus of “Happy Birthday.”

However, I noticed this a year a disturbing trend I hadn’t seen in years past: The ever so casual Facebook birthday message…which is both really typical and totally impersonal.

I must say that while it was totally nice to see my comment page fully loaded with birthday wishes I had to remember that not every single one of my friends had dutifully remembered my special day. Facebook had kindly reminds everyone that I am connected with my birthday was coming up.

I find this to be a good reminder tool, but friends should not rely totally on the Facebook birthday wish. A card would be nice kids, or even a phone call. My address and number do happen to be listed right on my profile.

The Facebook birthday wish only says, “I feel an obligation to post on your birthday that I didn’t remember, but I have no time to do anything else.”

Lame, kids. Really really lame. Read More »