This is a guest blog submitted by sleepyhead.

I was invited to a baby shower, but I was pretty sure guys didn't usually go to events like that. After repeatedly declining, my friend's boyfriend convinced me to go. His girlfriend had forced him to go, too, and he wanted another guy there in case it got boring and we wanted to leave.

He told me there'd be people from high school we hadn’t seen in a while and drinks. I wasn't thrilled about drinking in the afternoon, nor did I want to see people from high school I hadn't spoken to in years. But I went anyway, looking to leave after an hour or so.

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Dr. Datingish

My boyfriend and I broke up two years ago. He left me for another woman - I was left heart broken and I thought that was the end of the world.

It took me a very long time to get where I am now; I am still single, and I do admit I still think of him every day.
I still think of him in every song I listen to or romance movies that I watch.

Throughout these past two years, I've still talked to him from time to time, even while he was still with his new girlfriend. At first, I was the one who kept contacting him, hoping maybe he would change his mind again and realize that he'd lost the best thing in his life.

I realized it wasn't doing me any good, so I forced myself to stay away from him and tried to get my life back on track instead.

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This is a guest blog submitted by bigaslives.

Being the Token Single Girl within my group of friends, it's no surprise that I'm the go-to girl when it comes to relationship advice. I don't mind it. It makes me feel useful and it keeps me connected to my friends that are usually busy with their significant others most of the time. It also sorta keeps me entertained whenever I end up third wheeling it, too.

Sure, I may be the pathetic third party at the dinner table, but at least I know that she secretly can't stand how you leave dirty dishes on the table or how you were so immature over her going out last night. I bet she told you she had bad reception and didn't get your text, huh? I know she purposely ignored it. Yeah, that's right. Who's in the dark now?

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This is a guest blog submitted by sleepyhead.

 "I suffer from PMS: Putting Up with Men’s S**t"

We've all seen t-shirts like these around. For many it's a way to express how they're feeling, what they're going through or are at least good for a laugh.

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This is a guest blog submitted by sleepyhead.

The 11-year anniversary of AIM took place this past May without much fanfare.  For many, AIM became the standard form of communication, which eventually made some "too shy" to approach a girl or guy. I call this the "AIM Syndrome", and my best friend is still afflicted with it.

The syndrome is tough to grasp when it's taking its victims. At first you don't see or feel the effects of it, but slowly it penetrates the mind of its victims forcing them to choose their communication methods. Every LOL and smiley further engulfs the victims into believing that AIM is superior than having a face-to-face conversation with the girl at the end of the screen.

Freshman year of high school, both my best friend and I got computers and we were excited to use them. AIM was the hottest thing about having a computer - sometimes I felt like the computer wouldn't have a purpose except for chatting. It was already making us believe that we couldn't survive without it. Slowly it became our main form of communication.

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