Ah, college. I remember the first day like it happened yesterday. The smell of new paint covering beer-stained dorm room walls. The RAs’ stale greetings in matching neon shirts and Sharpie’d name tags. Awkward, passing smiles from strange hallmates trailed by nervous parents. Hellish name games and forced social bonding. Little did I know that I was about to embark on four of the best and life-changing years of my life … none of which would prepare me for the real world. Like, at all. Don’t get me wrong, I got an amazing education and grew as a human and all that shit, but being in college is like being ensconced under some cushioned, wonderland bubble, where nothing you do affects the real world (except maybe flunking out) and your real goal is just … to be. Here are some of the good (and bad) things that only happen in those four freak years:
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Picture it: You walk into your freshman dorm room and your roommate doesn’t have a regular extra long twin bed. Oh no. Instead, they’ve got this, a privacy pop up tent. Designed so that roommates can have privacy if they’re sexing, or watching “Dawson’s Creek,” or just trying to study, the tent comes in a variety of colors and sizes and retails for $119. I suppose it’s just as good at keeping noises and bare butts in as it is at keeping your roommate’s obnoxious study friend out. But isn’t it, I don’t know, extreme? What do you think? [Fab]
College! It’s all about exposure to new ideas, learning skills for your future career, and, oh yeah, ceaseless romantic floundering. After high school, higher education is likely the last time you will be around so many people of your own age all the time. Who could blame you for sleeping with
some a few many of them?
But just like those student loans that you’ll be paying off until retirement (haha, in this economy, do you think retirement will still be around when we’re old?), there’s going to be some sex you regret. Sex you wish you hadn’t had. Sex you wish you had had. Sex that you don’t want to tell anyone about except the anonymous comments section of The Frisky.
After the jump, here are our worst sex regrets from college. It’s only fair that you share your own! Keep reading »
When you’re in college, it’s easy to forget that it’s not perfectly acceptable to wear your pajamas everywhere. People are doing it, so it must be okay, right?
Wrong. So, so, wrong.
You’re a semi-adult. Get your life together and put on a regular pair of pants, with an actual waist. College classes do count as “out in public.”
Case in point: For the love of “Dawson’s Creek,” don’t go to class in the clothes you wore last night. They’re going to smell like smoke, booze or (likely) something worse. Not a good look. So choose something like, say, this TSL Tahari dress ($67), not the faux leather dress you wore to the club last night.
Click onward for seven more fashion rules to follow when you’re headed to class…
Today, New York University costs around $43,000 annually for tuition alone. When I attended over 10 years ago, it was closer to $30,000 annually. If either of those two numbers make you feel short of breath, join me on the floor.
I was able to attend such an expensive school through a couple of scholarships, my parents’ generosity, and student loans. Hella student loans. These days, student loans dominate my entire life. I wish I were joking about that. While I sometimes feel regretful about making such big financial choices when I was young, dumb and 17, I try to remind myself of all the opportunities that I’ve had in life because of those choices. Maybe if I had gone to UCONN, the state school in my home state, I would have gotten a full ride or paid off any loans by now — but I also can’t say how my career would have gone.
But I certainly do wish I had gone through college behaving differently towards money. Here’s a couple of things I wish I’d known so I didn’t have to learn myself the hard way:
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