These men join the ranks of Weinstein.
BRB, crying all the tears.
Google has our back.
Last night, Gawker threw up the red flags on a dating disaster. Since the hot topic features the timeless men versus women debacle, I thought it would only be polite to share our feminine two cents.
I've been dating this guy for 4 months (Yeah not long, and I have problems ALREADY!?) Anyway. I just recently found out he's been messaging his ex the whole time we've been together! But that's not the best part, SHE HAS A BF TOO!
Dear Tuffy Luv, I apologize in advance for this being long and probably confusing. Okay. My boyfriend and I have been together for a year and a couple months, and it's really great. We've always had a long distance relationship; a couple weeks after we started dating, he moved 5 hours away for an internship.
Receiving a text message gives me a blissful, momentary high. A day without access to the internet is a sad day. If a couple of days go by and I haven’t signed onto Facebook (like that ever happens), I get antsy and feel out of the loop. This loathsome habit isn’t exactly an insightful revelation that came from deep soul searching or a problem unique to myself.
The boy you love just broke your heart, so your girlfriends decide that drinking is in order. Because nothing numbs the pain quite like a few shots of SoCo. Together with your roommates, you pick out a super hot outfit (consisting of some combination of low cut top/push up bra), take a few pre-gaming shots and head out the door to either “show him what he’s missing,” or “forget about that prick.”
Here at CollegeCandy, we get a lot of interesting email. If it isn't some African Prince offering us oodles of money (which, as it turns out, is a scam....I hate you, Prince Abnalla, if that's even your real name!), or girls professing their undying love for us (thanks!), it's weird companies trying to hawk their goods.
Yeah, it may seem totes obvi to you, but it seems that many students are taking their AIM lingo to class and their professors aren't LOLing. In fact, they're getting pretty pissed. And who wouldn't when students are starting their emails off with, "Yo, teach"? (For realz.)
I always knew I had an addictive personality. To be fair, though, for awhile I thought that meant that other people were addicted to my personality: my sense of humor, my charming ways, my gift giving skills... But then I got to college, smoked my first cigarette outside of a frat party...
The iPad. Steve Jobs' newest brainchild, and a super....whatever it is. Despite the fact that we're not always sure what point Apple's devices serve, we always seem to get them, love them, and become suddenly unable to live without them. But this thing? Meh, not so much.
I've always been a pretty avid reader, but ever since I started my freshman year of college I've found that I don't get to read (non-school-related books) as often as I'd like to. Between going to class, working, studying, and still trying to have a social life, there just doesn't seem to be enough time.