College Mid-Life Crisis: realization a student undergoes upon entering junior year that graduation is not far.
When you turn 20, you get this exhilarating feeling about leaving your teen years behind and finally entering adulthood. Whether...
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These are some of the best TV shows about college that will give you some ideas, ideals, and loveable idiots to take a few cues from…or responsibly avoid the actions of.
We're lazy, we're confused, we're addicted to the internet, we dress weird. Whatever, olds. I don't think that's true. Being a 20-something myself, I think this is a pretty awesome age to be.
Everyone has moments from long ago that they’d rather forget — painful memories that make us shiver or cry or cringe, but those are the memories that teach us how to live and be the best versions of ourselves today. Our memories and history help define who we are today.
Of course, I have a type as well. And it’s pretty much the worst type of all — the musician.
College is a whole new lifestyle. Late nights, eight hours of classes, a whole week devoted to midterms and finals can really drive a girl crazy; and on top of all that other stuff, you’ve got to make it work with whatever roommate you’ve got in a crazy 11 x 11 closet space. We dwindled down the long list of college stressors to compile the top eight stressors for college girls.
You finished your last exam early and, after waiting for someone else to turn theirs in (you don't want to be first!), ran down the steps of that lecture hall, slammed that baby on the desk and skipped your way to freedom
Like with most things in my life (namely, the boy I'm kinda, sorta talking to right now), I have a very complicated relationship with college. Over the past four years, we’ve had our ups and downs. There have been moments when my only thoughts were, I love college (when I was living one of these moments), and there were others when I’ve thought, I hate college with a fiery passion…
You wake up for class and something is different. It takes you a moment before you realize that – OH MY GOD! – there is sunlight coming into your room! It’s not dark or dreary out!
There are only 4 days (well, more like 3 days, 22 hours and 12 minutes) until your flight takes off for Cancun. You've got 6 lectures and 2 discussion sections between you and the smell of SPF 30/sweet, sweet freedom, but your brain has been checked out for days.
Every college girl knows that her best friends aren't necessarily just the girls she heads out to lunch with. A girl's got a lot on her plate and therefore must have a full on support system to help her get by. Thank god she's got her 20 BFFs by her side.
You’re at a house party or a bar... or in line to get into a house party or bar. It doesn’t matter. Wherever you are, you’ve just spotted a very handsome boy and you want to talk to him. You turn to your friends and point him out.
It’s Parent Weekend, or your birthday, or just a Thursday night and you’re craving a free meal a la parentals. Either way, your parents are coming to campus and that means one thing and one thing only: it’s time to clean.
It’s been a long night. The only thing on your mind is throwing the 12 decorative pillows (that your mom insisted you buy) off your big comfy bed and burying yourself under that warm, fluffy blanket.
Every college girl knows that her best friends aren't necessarily just the girls she heads out to lunch with. A girl's got a lot on her plate and therefore must have a full on support system to help her get by. Thank god she's got her 20 BFFs by her side.
Your hair is done, your makeup is on and your outfit is perfect. All you have to do is pack that wristlet and you’re ready to head out with your friends. Money? Check. ID? Check. Camera? Check. Before you leave, you mix a few drinks and have a mini-dance party with the girls. Two rum and Diets and a few old school Britney songs later, it’s time to head out. But not without a “SELFIE!!”
You set your alarm for 8am, then check it 3 times to make sure it's right. Just to be safe, you set your phone alarm too. Everyone knows the urban legend about the time the power went out and that poor student slept through the exam that was worth 50% of her grade. That's not going to be you.
As you are setting your stuff on the floor, he grabs you and you make your way to the bed. There’s kissing, groping and a nearly unsuccessful go at your bra hooks. Things are going fine (great, even) until he attempts to get on top of you. You roll on your back when – SMACK – you hit the wall.
[Everyone’s got a vice, a bad habit, something they know they need to change. Unfortunately, everyone also has a million...
It might be your roommate’s birthday, or your birthday, or just another Saturday night on campus. Either way, you are currently standing in front of your over-stuffed closet in a towel with wet hair dripping down your back. You’ve got your pre-party mix blasting from your laptop as you scan your closet for something to wear.
So I've made it through week two, and surprisingly, it's gotten better every day. I've been pushing myself and have discovered the joys of OnDemand exercise videos featuring Jillian Michaels, which I use to warm up before I put in my time at the gym. I asked you all last week for some tips and tricks to get through this and I was overwhelmed with the responses.
After finishing another long day of classes (a whole 3 hours!), you head home to grab a quick snack and go to the gym. You don’t even let yourself sit down or get comfortable, knowing that getting near that couch – even for a moment – means you would never get up again.
How often do I go to the gym lately? I guess I would use the word "sparingly." Since starting a full-time job, my fitness has taken a backseat to schoolwork, regular work and all the lovely stresses of living in New York City. Never mind the fact that I live in an apartment building with a gym.
If a milkshake brings all of the boys to the yard, I know a way to keep them out. So far past the perimeters they’ve taken a three-mile long-cut just to avoid walking on your grass. What’s this guaranteed boy repellent? The un-relenting light of day.
Contrary to what Animal House and Old School portray, college students lead a very busy and hectic life. And it's not always easy to manage. Balancing lectures, all-nighters, student groups, on-campus jobs and a social life requires more than just a planner and a fake ID.
Your boxes are unpacked, your bed is made, and your parents have left the building. You are officially a college student. Woohoo! No more living under their rules. You are a free adult livin’ the dorm life. It takes a few days of getting used to, but you’re finally feeling settled. You’ve even sorta mastered the cafeteria slop. This whole college thing isn’t so hard after all.
Your registration appointment isn’t for another three days, but after hours poring over the course catalog, you’ve finally created the perfect schedule for next semester. It took a lot of finagling, shuffling and about 27 pieces of paper, but you’ve done it.
Compared with the grind of the working world, college is a pretty cushy experience. Still, not everything on campus is as rosy as the tour guides would have you believe. Despite its many opportunities, student life is fraught with frustrating rules and limitations.
According to an article on Gawker, there are only three types of students left in college: the snob, the dropout, and the cheater. We at CollegeCandy found this analysis to be total bullsh*t spewed by someone who hasn't seen the inside of a lecture hall in 10+ years rather flawed, for it omitted several all-too-common college students.
You’ve spent the past 4 nights in the library flipping through your tattered notebook. You’ve highlighted and re-highlighted all the most important sections in the textbook.
Your 10 page paper on the complete works of Shakespeare is due in less than a week. You vowed to spend all of Sunday at the library working on it, but an impromptu beer pong tournament broke out at your house on Saturday night and you were so busy eating Oreo Cakesters and chugging Vitaminwater that the entire day passed you by.
Your midterm is assigned and not only is it a group project, but you can’t even choose who you’ll work with. Your T.A. reads off your group of four then gives you the last half of the class to discuss your ideas. You pull your desks together in a mini-circle and start the introductions.
