Some of the hottest guys on your campus around aren’t in bars or frats or dorms, they are in your textbooks.
You know what’s kind of funny about sexuality? It’s surprisingly tough to talk about.
Five minutes until your date shows up and you’re still sporting a bathrobe. Ten minutes to get ready for a class that’s an eight-minute walk away. Time is just one of those weird things— there's an infinite supply, but never enough when you need it. Worry not! You may never have the kind of time you want, but you really have all the time you need.
You make the decision to send him a text. You find the perfect witty excuse. You re-write it…twice. You spend three minutes deciding if an exclamation point is too eager. You erase and re-enter a smiley face—too desperate? You consult with a girlfriend. You take a deep breath. You press ‘send.’ And then he doesn’t respond.
We love dates. We like that stupid yawn-stretch-arm-around-her move boys pull at the movies, and the “So-how-do-I-do-this-again?” trick girls do at bowling alleys. Dating is as all-American as watching baseball or stealing land from indigenous people.
