Football championship or JT's concert?
It doesn't make much sense when you try to articulate it...in fact, you're not quite sure why Diet Coke cures all the world's problems.
Whether we're trying to save a couple bucks or we're just, let's be honest, lazy AF, college girls have some gross habits.
Alright post-grads, future post-grads, and people who think they are post-grads but are really just thirty-years-old and clinging on to their blissful youth. For some reason as a post-grad myself, I've found it easiest to write about things that depress me. I guess I just like an excuse to indulge in brownie sundaes nightly. But the truth is, the post-grad life isn't depressing!
I would like to preface this letter by saying that your work has made a large yet incredibly skimpy contribution to my adolescent years. And while I do believe in the nobleness of your cause, I am rather puzzled by the method to the madness of such an invention.
So we don't know if you've noticed, but here at CollegeCandy we're a little bit obsessed with the internet. We read a lot of blogs. From the really big ones to the really little ones. We read about food and fashion, college and real life. About television and movies. About post grads and pre grads...You get the idea. But the point is that as bloggers, we CollegeCandy girls can really appreciate other blogs, especially college blogs, run by college students for college students.
When the news of Prince William's engagement to long-time girlfriend Kate Middleton hit the Internet several weeks ago, hearts all over the world broke in two. Women's dreams of becoming the newest member of the Royal Family were shattered in an instant.
It's Thanksgiving week. You know what that means: more food than you’ll ever be able to eat, run ins with family members you'd really rather avoid and those awkward moments when everyone gathers together to say what they’re thankful for.
Finally, it’s your turn. You and your friend run into the bathroom and lock the door behind you. Your friend holds your purse and fixes her hair as you attempt to hover over the seat-less bowl. You pray to the gods above that your legs don't give out; who knows what sort of diseases lurk in the stains that litter the bowl.
[It doesn’t matter what school you go to, what state it is in, how big it is, whether it is...
Ah, fall. With its gorgeous colors, crisp air and back-to-school excitement, it’s undoubtedly my favorite season. The only problem with...