I wish there was a right way to have sex—a perfect, works-every-time method for how to have the best sex of your life. A position? Type of partner? Emotional connection? There are so many articles claiming hook up sex is the best, but just as many saying relationship sex is the only way. I had to find out the truth.
Decision time, here’s what we got!
C’mon, ladies. Would you rather be a porcelain teacup or a red solo cup? My friend recounts the words of her high school health teacher and I shudder. I’m disappointed and appalled by the blatant slut-shaming young girls are being fed. Authority figures are supposed to educate with logic and reason, not through cheap scare tactics. But I can’t say I’m surprised by any of this. Since the dawn of time, female virginity has been socially constructed in a way that male virginity has not. Archaic cross-cultural thinking has persisted throughout centuries as women are generally expected to remain “pure” until they are married.
Whether you watch it or not, we have (for the most part) come to the general consensus that pornography creates unrealistic expectations of sex. The exaggerated, glamorized bodies (most porn actors have a strict diet and workout regimen, have plastic surgery, or use steroids), the ridiculous and improbable scenarios (my stepmom caught me having sex with the girl next door’s goldfish and decided to join!) and the basic subject matter has been created for shock value rather than to accurately depict everyday sexual encounters.
The decision to start taking antidepressants is not as easy to make as one might think. It personally took me over two years and two different psychiatrists to come to terms with the fact that I needed medication to get me through my bouts of depression and anxiety.
While it can’t be denied that plenty of Fordham students come from difficult backgrounds, the dominant atmosphere is still one of privilege. It’s easy to ignore how differently things could have turned out after high school. For me personally, it is surprising to see how many of my former classmates have ended up using hard drugs.
The first few weeks of college are a whirlwind for every new freshman. Endless parties, tons of new friends, and a chance to break away from whomever you were in High School. It’s a fresh start, a place for reinvention and creativity. For many students, it’s also a chance to explore their sexuality. For many straight students that may mean downloading Tinder or Bumble on to their phones. However, for many gay and bisexual men that exploration is often done through Grindr.
Let’s not beat around the bush here, the fact of the matter is that once in every college student’s life, someone will prescribe or offer them Adderall. Its proliferation within the world of academia is so widespread that studies indicate up to 35% of all college students have at one time taken the medication, and it’s not hard to see why.
I have always been fascinated by distortions of reality. Optical illusions, dreamlike sequences, and all things psychedelic prove that so much more exists than what we experience in the material world. Our imaginations are nearly infinite, but how do we unlock that creative subconscious?
In the sentence after this one, I’m just going to define Snapchat in the simplest terms I can think of. Snapchat: a messaging app that allows users to share self-deleting captioned photos and videos, both privately and among discrete, one-way networks. Now, who do you think might want to use such an app?