The first days of spring beckon, but your professors continue to shove classes in your face. It's an age-old weather versus student struggle.
It's hard to digest all the restaurant logistics, whether it's a late-night appetizer with friends, or an early chain buffet dinner with the fam.
As a man, you have it made: life is simpler, logical, and you don't have to fight for your rights. Then along comes love, dating, and a 9-5.
All the hype, all the songs, all the shopping, and suddenly everything's over. Now it's time to cleanup the mess.
Single and lonely, dating and broke, or playing the field and caught up with VD. Classic case of damned if you do, damned if you don't.
Time to gather up what little bit of testosterone you have left and head to the gym, or you can kiss your manliness goodbye.
Drop the razor and get those follicles revved up, here's how to grow a beard. Take it from the expert on excessive facial hair: werewolves are super sexy.
If you've ever had a girlfriend, you know how quickly things can sink low and then bounce right back. Make-up sex also powers trampolines.
Learn to walk the line between joining too many clubs (desperate and needy) and not joining enough (missing out on free beer).
How to keep from falling victim to addictive habits like photographing yourself as Ron Burgundy, or making out with Dr. Pepper.
You've waited and waited, but finally the anticipation and 'friendly encouragement' from your friends leaves you in the midst of indecision.
What is it like living under the curse of the worst of all zodiac signs? Frustrating, tragic, and ultimately hopeless. No need for a horoscope.