In my second year of college, I went on vacation to Aruba with my friend Julie, and we agreed before we went that we were going to let our hair down, kick up our heels, and have a wild time, no holds barred. We bought new outfits and little bikinis; we were hot. Not bragging, just the truth. We were sure we'd meet lots of cute guys, and they'd be hanging all over us. We were ready for whatever – hopefully involving hookin...

When I was in college, sometimes I had to share apartments with roommates I hardly knew. There was one I couldn't stand – I'll call her F.B. for fucking bitch. First of all, F.B. lived like a complete pig, which really pissed me off, and she was always bitching about someone or something. Also, her boyfriend was kind of a jerk, and he was over a lot. He would show up all the time without calling; just pop in, which I thou...