Each time I tell someone I’m “bi,” there’s an inherent fear of being invalidated and then not being able to substantiate myself. When I am drawn to someone’s looks or personality, I don’t see a man or a woman. I just see an attractive person. People ask me all the time if deep down I have more of a preference for one or the other, and honestly, I don’t. When it comes to loving somebody, gender is nothing but a social and physical constraint. Read More…
I have the porn habits of an adolescent boy. Whenever I have convenient breaks in my schedule I’ll come home after class, eat a snack, watch some porn, rub one out, and go back to campus. During breaks when I spend weeks back home in Southern California with nothing to do, I’ll hole up in my room and watch videos up to five, six, seven times a day. Porn is also fun to watch recreationally when I’m not trying to get off — the full length films with real plots and mind-blowing acting are my favorite. Read More…
This is the fourth and final installment in a four-part series exploring UC Berkeley’s “hookup culture.” Students’ names have been changed or withheld in order to protect their privacy and foster honest conversation. While the hookup culture at UC Berkeley is viewed differently by everyone in the campus community, the Read More…
Sex is overrated. Everyone, more or less, loves it. If it is not sacred, it’s a mindfuck. If it’s not about passion, it’s about not giving a fuck. If it’s not only the greatest sport to ever exist among mankind, it is at least reminiscent of televised love. Sex between Read More…
“Did you just finish?” “Uh, yeah.” “Cool. Just checking.” OK, that was an anticlimactic ending to my middle-of-the-night screw session with my ex-boyfriend-turned-fuck-buddy a few days ago, but it really was the end of it. I don’t think I’m usually the type to have grand reflections on life during such Read More…
While most kids my age choose to go to Cabo San Lucas or Miami’s Ultra Music Festival, I chose to go to the Big Apple for spring break a couple weeks ago. Being the museum addict that I am, I of course made sure to take a trip to the Read More…
“Ew, no! That’s sooooo gross!” Sound familiar? Yeah, that’s probably the response you’ve been given, or have given, to the suggestion of period sex. Actually, that’s also the response that one of the advice columnists of a certain Southwestern college newspaper gave to a reader wondering if she should suggest Read More…
I like to think that sex is supposed to be fun. For everyone. I mean, there is a reason why there is a multimillion dollar industry built around it, and prostitution is “the oldest profession.” People enjoy sex, a lot. But there is a group out there that does not seem Read More…
When I arrived at work a couple weeks ago, my email inbox was inundated with emails about the most recent Sex on Tuesday column, titled “Sober isn’t always better.” My initial reaction was, “I don’t understand why people even continue to read this column” — I sure don’t waste my Read More…
Secrets — we all have them. You might be hiding the fact that you still pray for Paula to come back to American Idol, that you own a Stanford sweatshirt (yeah, right, “your cousin who went there bought it for you back in the day”) or even that you believe Yoshua. Read More…