[It doesn’t matter what school you go to, what state it is in, how big it is, whether it is public or private, all girls or coed…there are experiences that all college students share. No matter how crazy you think your personal situation is, it is not just you.
So, let’s bring it all out in the open. Right here. Because you are not alone - we’ve all been there before.]
The Phone in the Toilet:
You put on your cutest (and tightest) jeans for the partayyy. When you arrive at the house, you drop your jacket in your friend’s room, take a few shots and head out to the living room to mingle. Your best friend is coming late/the boy you want always texts you late-night, so you keep your phone on vibrate in your back pocket so you can feel it when it rings.
You take more shots. And more. And drink a lot of beer. You laugh, you party, you begin to feel really drunk.
And, OMG, you have to pee so badly.
You head upstairs to use the bathroom; it’s gotta be cleaner than the one on the main floor, not to mention the line is probably shorter. Ugh – it’s not. You pull your phone out of your pocket in hopes that your boy-toy has sent you a “where you at?” text message, then shove the phone back into your pocket when the door opens and two people (looking particularly happy) walk out.
You run into the bathroom, lock the door, and stumble as you attempt to pull your jeans down. Just before you get them below your knees you hear a plunk and, HolySh*tNoEffingWayOhMyGodOhMyGod, your phone is in the toilet. Read More »




[It doesn’t matter what school you go to, what state it is in, how big it is, whether it is public or private, all girls or coed…there are experiences that all college students share. No matter how crazy you think your personal situation is, it is not just you.
It’s amazing the things that inspire memories and thoughts. The smell of stale beer with a hint of garbage reminds me of my neighbor boys in college. “Kanye’s Workout Plan” reminds me of dance parties in my living room. Chinese food always reminds me of the man who masturbated outside my window while I ate dinner with my roommates.
Friday night: You’re at a crowded bar, and have to pee. Fearing the toilet seat, you pop a squat, clench your thigh muscles and hold onto the walls while you unleash your last five beers. You make sure you wash your hands (sometimes twice, depending on how filthy the pub is), and maybe even reach into your purse for some hand sanitizer, just to be safe.
Public bathrooms are gross. I am not some freakish germaphobe, but even I realize that sharing a toilet with hundreds of strangers (especially drunk ones) is not fun. Or sanitary. Even if you believe what Dr. Oz (the awesome doc on Oprah) said about toilet seats being pretty clean surfaces, the rest of the situation is not. The floor, the flusher, the tampon trash can that people probably push open with their used….things.
Preparing for a first date is a stressful time. During the primping and pre-pimping process, the last thing we need before going on a hot date is trouble with our technological gadgets.