Mind, Body & Soul
“I got a feeling” that you have more than once been lured into a party by the pounding rhythms that make Isla Vista’s heart beat, danced until the stiff air made you sweat and found a rando to g...
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Here’s the thing: I like to be spanked. Preferably to the point of intense pain.
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Here’s the thing: I like to be spanked. Preferably to the point of intense pain.
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Modern sexuality as we know and enjoy it is the result of — nay, an evolving process rooted in — a long history of repression.
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The thing I love about college is it’s the only place I can do everything wasted: cook, booty call my grandmother and make it home with at least one shoe on.
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In the real world, a box of condoms costs about ten dollars. In college life, sex and relationships interns make the starry Isla Vista skies rain with bulk Lifestyles and banana flavored Durexes.
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Long ago, UCSB first decided to remind freshmen of their infantile nature with the familiar barred sidings just like when you were a baby.
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Communication about sex is by default neither easy nor common for parents, so excuse their embarrassment and take it upon yourself to be learn how to be polite.
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Below are a series of questions written by a group of truly sophisticated, resourceful college boys. I’ve been instructed to answer all the questions honestly and without reserve.
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“Oh wow, you’re a senior? Man, you’re probably the oldest person here.” Ouch. Like big wooden splinter in the soft spot between your toes kind of ouch.
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A couple of weeks ago, I woke up curled comfortably next to one of my best friends. He jolted up, looked at me, and then with a disappointed look on his face, muttered, “Shit, I thought I got laid f...
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Imagine coming home from a night on the town. You’re hungry, drunk and totally out of food.
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You are a lingering runner's high, watching the sun rise over the cliffs
You are the cozy feeling the moment you wake up, nestled under the quilt you got from your grandma
You are the burst of inspiration (and motivation) at 3:42 a.m. in the library
You are the lopsided Sharpie heart on your Cajé latte
When you take your shoes off at SBA security and know you're the hot, mysterious airport traveler
You are the rush after winning a debate concerning Domino's and Woodstock's
You are the random wave and smile from a semi-familiar face on the way to Biochemistry
You are the first bite of a warm Subway sandwich after a long day
You are the relief of getting your feet wet at the beach in the middle of July
You are the first non-dining hall meal after a final
You are the final stitch in your quarter-long knitting project
You are the walk across campus to your favorite song on a cold day: "Sweater Weather"
