I’m sitting in my dorm room when a facetime notification pops up on my computer. A friend from my native Vancouver is calling. I’m caught off-guard—she’s not one to reach out in such an impromptu fashion. I pick up. “Hello?” She sniffles. “Hey, Jill.” I can tell she’s crying. “What’s
Tag: Sex Column
Ordinary is No Less Extraordinary
The Student Life’s Sex Columnist wasn’t something I ever imagined I’d put on my resume. When I applied for a position this semester, I thought I’d ask to write a column about “campus culture,” something covering the antics of those living in Claremont. However, when I showed up to my interview with
A Retrospective on My Tinder Escapades
I have been on Tinder for pretty much my entire college career. I started in 2014, so I’ve got just about two years’ worth of Tinder-ing under my belt. I’ve probably met up with around 12 or 13 folks—mostly men—in that time, so I would say that I have a
IUDs—IRL
As some of you may be aware, Donald Trump has been elected the next President of the United States. While this means a number of things, one major change that will likely come throughout the next four years is a more conservative take on reproductive rights (or lack thereof). Trump
Something New, Something Borrowed
The first time I had sex, it was with a senior CMC football player the first semester of my first year. I’m sure it’s not as funny to you all, given my pseudonym and that you don’t know me, but trust me–this was hilarious. He was the last character anyone would
Toy Story: Finding Your Very Own Buzz Lightyear
Sometimes I forget that people are embarrassed by sex toys. Personally, I've been shoving things up my hoo-ha for around a decade, so I am very familiar with my body and my pleasure. I remember being in middle school and wrapping sharpies with plastic wrap to try and fashion my
A Room of One’s Own
As most of us have figured out by now, sex in weird places is almost inevitable for those of us who have chosen the hoe life. A lot of times, it's out of necessity. Maybe your roommate insists that they need to do homework on a Saturday night; maybe your dorm is just
Pushing the Limits
Let’s talk about pushy boys. We all know one. Boys who are used to always getting what they want. Boys who will whine and whine until they either have their way or die of old age. I don’t have much to say about it, honestly. As much as I wish
STIgma
During finals week of last semester, I was late on papers for two of my classes—but not my period. The sun was shining, my new IUD was working, and I was looking forward to going home and making sweet, condom-less love to my long-distance boyfriend. We had agreed that we wouldn’t
Types Only Take You So Far: Finding Excitement in Variety
During my run today, I was passed by a group of male cross country runners of high school age. Clad in tastefully-short shorts, some in shirts and others without, they zoomed past me into the approaching darkness, muscled legs moving together in deliciously unsynchronized unison. I found myself grinning and not