Graduating college is such a bittersweet time. On one hand, you feel remarkably accomplished that all of those all-nighters and five-page essays have amounted into
Category: Roommates
Roommate issues, problems, hanging out, throwing a party together, going out together, how to manage living with someone else, how to coordinate your styles, how to coordinate payments, sharing a closet, sharing a refrigerator, sharing the remote, different tastes in music, and introducing your friends.

When you move out from under your parents’ roof, you assume you’re headed toward endless nights of partying and hanging with friends. What we don’t

When summer break rolls around, many students leave campus and head back home or maybe to a whole new city for an internship or job.

Moving out of our dorms or apartments at the end of the semester or after graduation is often the last thing on our minds. School

College is a great time for you to find a relationship. It’s also a great time for your best friend to do the same. But

We’re halfway through the semester and closer to final exams, which means your tolerance for your roommates is only going to get smaller and smaller

This blog isn’t about how to create social media accounts … you already know how to do that. This is about how you use the accounts

Freshman year is, without a doubt, going to be one of the best years of your life. It’s bound to be filled with parties, sorority/fraternity

Freshman year is always something that goes hand in hand with words like legendary or epic. But just because freshman year has so many great connotations with

When I was in college, it seemed like everybody AND their brother had a dog. Literally everyone. I was so jealous of my friends who

No matter how much advice I try to give current students about their living situations, they mostly don’t listen. OK, I get it, I’m “old”

You always read about how you can prepare to live with a roommate or even things you can do if you and your roommate have

I was excited to head to college for my freshman year. So excited that I didn’t get scared during the eight-hour drive … or when

Had my mother not taken me by the hand and forced me to go into Bed Bath & Beyond the month before I started school, I