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You throw open your closet, throw on the first cute top you see and wear your butt jeans and sex kitten heels to compensate. You dash downstairs to join in on the Franzia fueled festivities and are greeted by a friend.

“Aw, don’t you look…comfortable?!”

Excuse moi? Comfortable? You weren’t thinking that exactly…just casual. But no – you have now been lumped into that category: you’re the girl who’s dressed down for the bar. Let us explore the positives and negatives of this conundrum.

Pro: Your feet are feeling mighty fine and you’re on your 8th rendition of the “Come On, Ride the Train.” Envious girls stare at you from their perches on bar stools—anything to get them off those blistering platforms. You enjoy the company of many a’ inebriated fella as they embrace your carefree love of dancing (read: drunken spinning and arm movements.) And while homegirl is teetering around on her 4 inchers trying not to slip in bar slime, you and your comfy arches make record time to the front of the line when it’s time to re up.

Con: As Mr. Cheeks would say, “Them high heels got them calves lookin’ right too!” Heels do have that magic ‘lift and strut’ factor, which is incredibly hard to imitate in flats…let alone under the influence of Irish Car Bombs. You will also be dwarfed by men and women alike, so don’t get separated from your girls; it might be a while until you reunite on line for the bathroom. Additionally, you might wake up the next morning with a case of stiletto toe: some girls just don’t watch (or care) who’s feet they step on, and your pedi will be the one to suffer.

Pro: Your jeans allow for a much larger range of motion than your girlfriends’ mini dresses and skirts. Bartop splits? You’re there. Compromising photos for the sake of a scavenger hunt? It’s all you, babydoll. Have no fear picking up your lip gloss when you drop it, and fret not about the proper method of entering and exiting a cab in front of the door line.

Con: That lack of a lil’ extra leg might get you passed over for shots from skeevy old dudes or no access to the velvet ropes of V.I.P., but rest assured in knowing your awesome night was earned on your own merits, not those of your stems or bootay.

Pro: Your clinking and clanking 498 bangles on each wrist will not add to the deafening bar noise of loud music and drunken shouting. You will not get your ring tangled in the locks of a lucky gentleman should you choose to partake in a makeout sesh. Your super freaking huge dangly earrings will not fall victim to an unfortunate dance floor accident, leaving your earlobe bloody and painful. Your overall lack of ridiculous accessories will send off a low key, Earth Mama vibe that cute hippie guys are very into…

Con: Should you be lost or just a little too good at drunken hide and seek, your friends will not be able to locate you acoustically. Additionally, no wasted girl in the bathroom will tell you 3 (separate) times that she LOVES your necklace and will give you 3 pieces of gum and her half full vodka tonic to “borrow” it for the rest of the night.

Pro: Your “less is more” approach to your makeup for the evening will not backfire at the end of the night, when your eyeliner is more smudged than smoky and your crimson lips are more Lindsay than Scarlett. You will have no cake-face after drunken (and unnecessary) reapplications, and your skin will be in considerably better condition the next morning.

Con: There aren’t any. No one should be allowed in public looking like this.

The Verdict: The pros of keeping it casual for the bar far outweigh the cons. Keeping your look chic but relaxed will let you focus more on your badass night than maintaining your eyeliner. You will give off a more approachable vibe, not only because you don’t look like “that girl,” but because things like dancing because your feet aren’t killing you and laughing because you’re not too busy sucking in your cheeks attracts other awesome people.

It’s fun to occasionally spend hours getting all dressed up and dancing around your room, but not always practical or appropriate. At the end of the night you walk out of the bar knowing you had a good time—and you were cute and comfortable doing so. And those glamazons eyeing you from their fixed spot at their V.I.P. table? They’re doing it because they’re jealous.

Your eyes have been wandering over to gaze at that cute boy in your American Lit class (Damn, he’s got nice arms), you’ve gotten up to use the bathroom about ten times (What? You had to pee) and you’ve perused through your roomie’s new photo album on Facebook (Where’s that pic of you in that tennis ho outfit?).

We’ve seen it a thousand times and you know what it’s called: procrastination. Unfortunately, friends, we’re pretty much sabotaging ourselves.

Why? Two procrastination experts – yes, they study our laziness for a living – came up with a Top 10 list (but be forewarned: one of the psychologists is Canadian).

10. For 20 percent of the population, procrastination is a lifestyle. On college campuses, we thought 87 percent sounded more accurate, but we’re no psychologists.

9. Our culture doesn’t take procrastination as a serious problem. They say there’s more of it in the U.S. because we’re nice people and don’t call others out on their laziness. We believe the doctors have never visited New York City or driven through rush hour traffic in Los Angeles.

8. Procrastinators don’t have time management problems but are more optimistic about time than others.

7. We’re not born procrastinators – we make ourselves into them. Some of us learn from our families, others procrastinate to rebel from the strict rules they grew up in. The rest of us just know that writing a history paper drains out every inch of energy from our bodies, both slowly and painfully.

6. The bigger the procrastinator, the higher the consumption of alcohol. Hello, Thirsty Thursdays. And Wasted Wednesdays. And even Trivia Mondays.

5. Procrastinators lie to themselves. Popular lies include, “This can be done tomorrow” and, “I work better under pressure.” Rather than becoming more creative in the end, they continue to not want to do the work and just wind up avoiding it. And that is why projects and paper are called “work.”

4. In order to procrastinate, they actively look for distractions in order to avoid feelings of fear of failure.These distractions are called AIM, Facebook and Myspace. And E!. And blogs. And any magazine with Paris Hilton or Lindsay Lohan on the cover. We call this entertainment.

3. Three basic types of procrastinators are thrill-seekers who like the last minute rush; avoiders who fear failure or success and are overly concerned with how others perceive them; and decisional procrastinators who can’t make…well, decisions.

2. Avoiding life is bad for your health. Procrastinating college students have more colds, flus and gastrointestinal problems as well as insomnia. To think, we blamed the dining halls this whole time.

1. If all of this depresses you or you don’t appreciate our sarcasm, the psychologists say even the worst procrastinator can change. But it takes a lot of psychic energy and might not transform you internally, though it can require “highly structured cognitive behavioral therapy.” Sounds like fun.

(from Psychology Today)

I bet your roommate sucks. Don’t worry, I understand. I have a twin sister and therefore have had to share living quarters with another girl for my entire life.

It’s cool and all when you’re six years old, and sharing space meant sharing Barbies, but once you hit 18 and it’s time for college…you’re probably going to want your roommate out during playtime.

You’ve probably already set up your dorm room, but there’s always a chance it could be set up better,with more of your own space, and with something we all desperately need.

No f*cking drama.

First things first:

No bunk beds. I know, I know, they save space and all that, but top bunk is only cool at summer camp. Plus with your roommate’s bed literally attached to yours you might as well be attached at the hip too. And can I just remind everyone that there’s nothing sexy (or mysterious) about climbing into a top bunk with a guy you’re hoping to bone.

Just trust me.

Keep your desks on opposite walls. This keeps your backs to each other when you’re studying or writing a paper, but also maximizes your own personal space because it limits the chances that your inconsiderate roommate will allow all her sh*t to overflow into your area. Bonus! You won’t have to worry about her peeking over your shoulder should you peruse some, shall we say, private sites.

Keep tabs on your stuff. It sounds a bit neurotic (and hopelessly obvious), but have separate spaces for your things and her’s. Make sure you take a second and make it known to one another that one side of the room is yours and vice versa. If you have to resort to using tape to divide the room…so be it.

What about the space you’re forced to share? Sure, you’re both using a dorm fridge the size of a shoebox, but keep one shelf for you and the other for your roomie. If you’ve just spent your last 10 bucks on some peanut butter and a six pack, and one goes missing, you’ll know exactly where it went.

Seperate the closet into 2 different sides, and don’t fall into the trap of thinking that just because you’re roommates then it means you’re best friends too and thereby allowed to borrow clothes at will.

You won’t get that sweater back at the end of the semester.

Don’t be that passive-aggressive girl. This means angry looks, talking behind her back, and leaving notes with no explanation. For example: I shared a suite-style dorm my freshman year where I shared a bathroom with 3 other girls. We had to clean that crap-hole ourselves and being the stupid 18 year old girls we were…we just didn’t.

One day, me and my roommate got fed up with the funny colors the shower was taking on, took a night and made the place spotless. But not before we took “before” pictures, put them on our computer, and made a little sign that said “CLEAN THE BATHROOM”. Then we posted it on our bathroom door where our suitemates found it and got pissed…obviously.

Being passive-aggressive is totally lame. Plus, I can guarantee that you’ll find something missing or broken in your room the next day…I miss my desk lamp.

Devise a list of house rules. It’s going to be the worst 15 minutes of your life, sitting down with a girl you only kind of know and writing down all the stuff you’re not cool with. But you know what’s worse? Dealing with your roommate who’s PMS-ing and pissed at you for using her shampoo. Hell hath no fury like a premenstrual chick with dirty hair.

The best piece of advice for someone who can only live comfortably alone and with a full size bed? Don’t let anything fester. Having a roommate is like having a live-in boyfriend, except worse because you’re dealing with a woman. You know what I mean.

If you let everything slide and never utter a word to your dorm mate, life will be a silent, awkward hell where you’ll be counting the days until Winter Break.

And if you’re school was anything like mine, Residence Life is a pain in the ass.