I attended a coed college and logged a lot of time in the Gender & Sexuality Studies Department, which is what a lot of other universities call Women’s Studies. We were predominantly women with a smattering of gay men and I assume some trans folks, although I personally didn’t know any. I remember the people there as passionate, supportive and dedicated, but also very opinionated. Many a time I have wished that I instead applied to a women’s college — Barnard College, which is part of Columbia University, is the one I had my eye on — because every time all my girl friends who went to women’s colleges tell me about it, it sounds Like 17-year-old Jessica would have fit right in. Oh well, there is always grad school right. (If I win the lottery or a rich relative dies.)
After the jump here are 13 signs* you know you went to a women’s college — illustrated in GIFs! Keep reading »
To commemorate Schooled Week on The Frisky, we’re pitting celebrities against each other in the ultimate face-off: “Which Celeb Would Be The Worst Roommate Ever?”
Yesterday, Miley Cyrus entered the ring with Taylor Swift for our first superstar battle. After tons of votes flooded in, the queen of twerk was deemed the worse roommate by 65%! While Miley will move on to the semi-finals on August 9, two new celebrities will duke it out today!
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I started out my college dating career the way most girls do: with a boyfriend back home that I tried to breakup with before I left, but couldn’t quite go through with it. When I said goodbye to Danny* at the airport, he pushed a fishnet-gloved palm up against the glass (this was in the days when you could still walk people to the gate) and sobbed as I boarded a plane to NYC. I wasn’t crying, at least, not until I got to my dorm and realized that I was going to be crazy lonely. I called Danny and tried to sell him on keeping things going long distance. He agreed. It wasn’t until I met my (still to this day) best friend on the front steps of my dorm later that week and she also had a boyfriend back home she was trying to give the slip (also named Danny), that we mutually worked up the courage to dump our Dannys.
A free woman, my college dating career devolved into a series of mistakes wherein I consistently said YES to the wrong guys and NO to the right ones. I could roll the list out before you like double ply toilet paper: the guy with the infected tongue ring, the prematurely balding guy who invited me over to his dorm room to watch a James Bond movie (translation: try to get me to blow him), the guy in the wheelchair (who was really amazing until he left me for a girl who ended up moving in across the hall from me), the much older alcoholic who worked at a nightclub, the guy who told me I was “maladroit” when I fell off the hammock on his dorm balcony and then gave me a copy of Nietzsche’s Beyond Good and Evil to read if we were “ever going to get along,” the guy who left me for a porn star while I was studying abroad, the boyfriend who told me he was going on a road trip to New Mexico and then I never heard from him again. Keep reading »
Living in a dorm is an important milestone of college life, but it’s not the most aesthetically pleasing experience. Case in point: one of my friend’s freshman year dorm room had a giant drain in the middle of the floor, like an easy-to-hose-out dog kennel for humans. Charming, right? Last year, my coworkers compiled this great list of dorm decorating tips, and this year I wanted to go a bit more in-depth, focusing on a few ways you can make your dorm look a little more home-y, and a little less dorm-y. Click on the gallery to check out 5 easy upgrades!
Your college roommate can be your best friend or your most terrible, smelly nightmare. Colleges are supposed to hook you up with roommates you’ll at least be able to marginally get along with, but often it doesn’t exactly work out that way. I’m not sure exactly what I filled out on my freshman roommate form, but the person I ended up couldn’t have been further from me: A science major into sports. I went to bed early, she stayed up late (and often passed out in her soccer gear.) We made it through the year, but not without some fighting and some tears — and some visits from her very eccentric boyfriend from home.
I’m sure I was no peach to live with, either. She probably hated my band posters and weird art projects, and that I was constantly listening to mopey emo music. Could our dismal freshman roommate experience have been avoided? Possibly. Had we had a more comprehensive roommate questionnaire, perhaps there would have been a shocking red flag, warning our dorm room administrators that the two of us were a terrible match.
I mean, do college roommate questionnaires ask about the things you actually want to know about the person you’re going to spend the next nine months with? If they did, we think the form would look something like this (all based on our personal roommate experience)… Keep reading »
It’s practically the first day of school––do you have your backpack game on lockdown? I know you’d like to think that you can somehow manage getting to and from class with nothing more than your purse, but trust us, you’re gonna want a backpack (your back will thank you for it). We’re particularly fond of canvas packs because they’re rugged and easy to care for. We’ve picked out sixteen of our faves to get you and all the stuff you schlep around all day ready for the next semester. Keep reading »
I got my undergrad degree attended the UC at Santa Cruz, a university I can confidently describe as a “hippie school.” Debate was encouraged, classes could at times be bizarre, and the atmosphere smelled of patchouli and burning sage. Others colleges that fall under the hippie school umbrella? Kenyon College in Ohio, Warren Wilson College in North Carolina, Reed College in Oregon, and Hampshire College in Massachusetts. Want to know if your university also qualifies? Put these 14 signs in your pipe and smoke ‘em… Keep reading »
It’s a couple weeks into your European History class, and suddenly you find yourself touching up your lip gloss before taking your seat and getting all hot and bothered by the mere mention of Protestant Reformation. Hey, we’ve all been there. Here’s our breakdown of the factors that contribute to a major crush on your professor, culled from our extensive experience with the subject. Sigh. There’s just something universally irresistible about a learned man in tweed.
So you’ve bought the sheets, the desk lamp, the shoe racks, the posters that will fall off after two months, the hangers, the towels, the laptop and the notebooks. You pillaged the shit out of your local bedding supply co. and you’re feeling like a champ … or in a cloudy haze of coupons and shopping carts. Same thing. The problem is, there will alwayssss be something you forgot. And you definitely want to get that stuff while your parents’ credit card is just an arm’s length away. Here are some things you would have forgotten if it weren’t for me saving the day…
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There’s nothing worse than arriving to college on your very first day and realizing that your roommate is a mutant of a creature, with a painfully annoying laugh and an extreme hoarding problem.
But have no fear. There’s a silver lining: everybody — even celebrities— have their quirky habits … and some would make heinous roommates.
To kick-off Schooled Week on The Frisky, we’re pitting celebrities against each other in the ultimate face-off: “Which Celeb Would Be The Worst Roommate Ever?”
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