Hi, my name is Jentry, and I have hooked up with someone while I was in college. If you're anything like me (human and under the age of seventy-five), you probably have done the same (at least once, right?). To focus this towards more small colleges, let me now ask how many of you went to class the next day, only to be confronted by the startling realization that literally everyone in your classroom knows exactly why you have yesterday's makeup on and why you're rocking your glasses instead of your usual contacts. Even for a low-maintenance girl like myself, it's pretty obvious when I'm thrown off of my morning routine. #smallcollegeprobs

There seems to be a pretty big stigma against young women having one-night-stands. I could make this an article about feminism (oh, so easily could I do that!) but I'll save that for another day. I would like to point out that while women are definitely judged for the same act that leaves men receiving high-fives, there's an air of judgment that comes with hooking up within the small school setting that, regardless of your gender, no one likes to experience. In the sweet private college that I now call my alma mater, Brevard College, there were no secrets: everyone knew everyone's business and it was only a matter of time before your secret was broadcasted on Yik Yak or said in a whisper in the cafeteria. Now, we can point fingers and say that it's because of the other person that everyone knows: "I didn't tell anyone, so it must've been them!" If this sounds familiar to you, trust that you are not alone.

So what exactly is the solution? Perhaps there really isn't one other than making the decision never to hook up with people but, I'm sorry, that's just not going to happen. Furthermore, that's a horrible idea and I, for one, look at hooking up as an important part of being a young adult. It's finding out what you like in a situation where there aren't any major repercussions, daring to step outside of your comfort zone, temporarily relieving your stresses so you can better focus your mind on the huge term paper due in three days.

Honestly, hooking up is kind of like wearing sweatpants every day: once you're out of college, it's a lot less socially acceptable. I'm going to say that the change is going to have to come from us: stop judging people for doing what they want to do and expressing an important and integral part of being a human being, or a part of being an animal at all, for that matter!

If you decide that hooking up isn't for you, that's all fine and dandy; but don't judge Suzy for finally hooking up with Jake when she's being crushing on him since freshman year when he complimented her rainbow carabiner. Instead, just be glad for her and make sure she's happy and safe.

Our tightly-knitted college communities offer a challenge: we can either act like the family that loves each other, or like a neighborhood of passive aggressive "mean girls". (Think Regina George -- "Oh my God, I love your skirt! Where did you get it?...That is the ugliest f-ing skirt I've ever seen.")

Whether you're the one finding false eyelashes in your hair during World Religion or the one saving it until marriage, the moral to the story is: don't be Regina George.