You know You're in college When:

I'm afraid to say this but, a shockingly large majority of this is applicable to me.

1. High school started before 8am, but now anything before noon is considered “early."

2. You have more beer than food in your fridge.

3. Weekends start on Thursday. No... Wednesday.

4. 6am is when you go to sleep, not when you wake up.

5. You know many different ways to cook ramen noodles or macaroni and cheese.

6. The health center gives out free condoms, and people take them… just in case.

7. Instead of falling asleep in class, you stay in bed.

8. You know how late McDonald’s, Taco Bell, Qdoba, etc. are open.

9. You think it’s the weekend on a Wednesday and you don’t know what month it is.

10. You can't remember the last time you washed your car.

11. Your underwear/sock supply dictates your laundry schedule.

12. You check Facebook/Myspace more than once a day.

13. You get drunk dialed on any night of the week.

14. You wash dishes in the bathroom sink.

15. You’ve fallen off a loft bed.

16. You talk about beer pong like it’s a sport.

17. Finding random people in your house is perfectly normal, and you even sympathize with them... sometimes when you wake up you have no idea where you are.

18. Your primary news sources are the Daily Show and the Colbert Report.

19. You open a beer at 10 am and your roommate asks you if there’s more.

20. The standard of meals per day falls to two, sometimes just one.

21. Your trash is overflowing and your bank account isn’t.

22. You go to Target or WalMart more than 3 times a week.

23. You wear the same jeans for 13 days without washing them.

24. Your breakfast consists of a coke or cereal bar on the way to class... anything with caffeine will do.

25. Quarters are like gold.

26. Your idea of feeding the poor is buying yourself some ramen noodles.

27. You live in a house with three couches, none of which match.

28. You try to study but seem to procrastinate by eating, going to study breaks, talking to people, etc...

29. You talk to your roommate on instant messenger when you’re both home.

30. You ask people what YOU did last night.

31. Certain things are now deemed "facebook worthy." When friends take pictures of you, you wonder how long it will take them to post them.

32. You’ve seen a hit and run involving a bicyclist/pedestrian.

33. You see people you know you’ve met but can never remember their names or how you know them.

34. You sleep more in class than in your room

35. Your idea of a square meal is a box of Pop-Tarts.

36. You've traveled with bags of dirty clothes.

37. You go home to do your laundry because you're too poor to pay the $2... or too lazy to go to a change machine.

38. You pay $100 for a book you don't read once, return it four months later, and get $7.

39. More than 20% of your household furnishings are made from milk crates.

40. You recognize the meat in the dorm soup as yesterday's meatloaf, and thus decide to eat a nice bowl of cereal - a safe bet for any meal.

41. You use words like "thus" (see #40).

42. You throw out bowls and plates because you don't feel like washing them.

43. Your beer pong table is nicer than all your other tables.

44. It takes preparation... and 3 people... to take out your garbage.

45. Going to the library is a social event.

46. You wear flip flops in the shower your freshman year... you know why.

47. You start joining clubs because of the free food.

48. Visits home depend on how much money you have for gas.

49. You skip one class to write a paper for another.

50. You have no idea where your tuition money is going... technology fees? I think not.

51. Bicycles don't seem as lame as they did in high school.

52. You stay up late to finish homework then sleep through the class in which it was due.

53. Girls: You've balanced your foot on a shampoo bottle to shave.

54. Your backpack is giving you scoliosis.

55. You've written a check for 45 cents or stopped to get $2.00 of gas.

56. Your bill in the bookstore will be comparable to tuition.

57. Going to the mailbox becomes an ego booster/breaker.

58. Most of your T.A.s are foreign...what's the deal?

59. You never realized so many people are smarter than you.

60. You never realized so many people are more dumb (aka "dumber") than you.

61. Western Europe could be wiped out by a terrible plague and you'd never know, but you can recite the last episode of your favorite show verbatim.

62. Care packages rank right up there with birthdays.

63. You craft ways to make any game into a drinking/stripping game.

64. You meet the type of people you thought only existed in movies.

65. Printers break down only when you desperately need them.

66. Anything can be cooked in a microwave.

67. Two words: bike cops.

68. You have Safe Ride programmed into your phone.

69. Old school Nintendo... and guitar hero... are pretty much the best things ever.

70. Going to the grocery at midnight is completely normal.

71. You call restaurants that deliver more than you call your own family.

72. You've paid bills over $5... in coins.

73. You can't imagine life without your computer/cell phone/ ipod.

74. Hoodies and sweatpants become the norm - jeans are considered "dressy" at certain occasions... like school.

75. A canceled class is almost as exciting as Christmas.

76. Taking a nap in the library is perfectly acceptable.

77. Your professors speak English... as a second language.

78. Your teachers swear in class and no one cares.

79. Candles in your dorm room are considered contraband, but cigarettes are ok.

80. You take condiment packets and napkins from fast food restaurants - hey, they're free.

81. Betta fish are like your family.

82. You bring back socks from the laundry room that may or may not be yours.

83. You know what people carrying suspiciously heavy backpacks after dark are doing...

84. The elevators take forever but you'll wait 10 minutes just so you don't have to climb stairs.

85. Your roommate asks you to check the weather on your computer when they're standing 5 feet away from the door.

86. Showers become more of an issue.

87. You press the automatic door opener instead of simply grabbing the handle when you approach a door.

88. Christmas lights seem to be acceptable all year round.

89. Class size doubles on exam days.

90. You donate plasma even though you know it's pretty sketchy.

91. You are no longer thankful that fire alarms are here to protect you.

92. You've bought Christmas presents from the book store and charged it to your student account so your parents pay for the gifts because you're too broke.

93. You begin to include ketchup on your list of acceptable vegetables.

94. You stay on campus for hours in between classes when it's too cold to walk home.

95. People have to help you kick the vending machine just so you can get your 50 cent bag of chips.

96. There's always a "question kid" in at least one of your classes, and you really wish someone would just tell him/her to shut the hell up.

97. You steal dishes from the cafeteria so you don't have to wash your own.

98. Laundry is an all-day event.

99. You no longer find it uncool to take naps. In fact, you quite enjoy them.

100. It's illegal to drink in the dorms yet they sell an assortment of shot glasses, beer mugs, tankards, etc. in the bookstore.

101. You find your list of acceptable napping places expanding daily to increasingly uncomfortable locations.

102. You fill out credit card applications for the free food.

103. You've eaten cereal out of a cup... with a fork.

104. Dressing up for Halloween becomes cool again.

105. You know at least one person who has dropped his/her cell phone into a toilet.

106. You hang multiple shirts on the same hanger to save space/money.

107. You become increasingly annoyed with the "old" people in class - props to them for going back to college but they generally ask really, really annoying questions.

108. You admire people's alcohol bottle shrines.

109. You set your clock 5-10 minutes ahead so you can potentially make it to class on time.

110. You eventually realize that setting your clock ahead makes no difference to you and you're still late.

111. You check ratemyprofessor.com (or something of the like) before choosing your class schedule.

112. You text faster than you type.

113. You only find out a class is cancelled after you get there and sit for about ten minutes.

114. You actually start using coupons, especially those school coupon books.

115. You open canned food and eat it... out of the can.

116. You run out of black ink and, instead of buying a new ink cartridge, decide blue is a nice substitute... adds a little flair.

117. You have numbers in your phone with labels like “Sketchy Steve” and “Alcohol Guy.”

118. The food in your fridge may or may not be older than your little brother.

119. The words "google" and "wikipedia" have become verbs. And you use them... quite often.

120. The names Morgan, Jim, Jack, and Jose could aptly describe either who you were with last night or what you had to drink.

121. You fill your empty two-liter bottles with pop from the school cafeteria.

122. You have a drinking buddy who can hold the most intellectual, deep conversations when drunk. Unfortunately, neither he/she nor you can remember most of it later.

123. Your floor has been dirty to the point that you've had to brush your feet off before putting on socks or getting into bed.

124. You're all for the free samples at grocery stores.

125. Energy drinks become your new best friends.

126. You realize that taking summer classes pretty much negates the fun connotation of "summer."

127. You know exactly how much food will fit into a mini-fridge.

128. You realize that said mini-fridge does NOT freeze ice cream.

129. You've made a sandwich on or eaten food off of your $1500 laptop.

130. Your scar stories involve alcohol and/or hearing what happened to you from your more sober friends.

131. It is completely acceptable... and encouraged... to party on weeknights. What would life be without Wasted Wednesdays or Thirsty Thursdays?

132. Most of your textbooks remain unopened (possibly still shrink-wrapped) the entire semester.

133. Waking up in the morning and driving somewhere to get a friend's (or your) car becomes a norm.

134. The local supermarket sells ping pong balls... right next to solo red cups. Coincidence?

135. You go home for winter/summer break and suddenly your life back at college seems so exciting...

136. You smell the clear liquid in your water bottle before you drink it... just to make sure it's actually water.

137. You discover new bruises on your body and wonder where the hell they came from.

138. You find alternate routes to class in order to avoid annoying organization booths and/or the preacher on campus.

139. Two (more) words: Power Hour.

140. Lunchables are cool again.

141. People make snow penises instead of snowmen.

142. You know at least five people who've burned popcorn.

143. You wonder why dorms stop serving breakfast at 11am. What gives?

144. You attend insanely boring seminars because your professor offers extra credit. Hmm, maybe there will even be cookies or something...

145. You can't sit in the front row because of all the 'non-traditional' students.

146. You finish reading this and wonder how you can procrastinate next.

Pay no attention

Looking at this page, i realized that it was long overdue for some more of my crappy nonsensical writing which really doesn't mean a damn to most people, but then, i don't really give a damn either. This is way better than writing a damn diary, coz this way at least people don't try sneaking behind your back to read it, hell, its right there, so go ahead. But i've found that this way, people tend to care far less about trying to read something which really doesn't matter to them anyway. So, here it is, another dose of the usual, long overdue nonsense.
On 2nd thought, maybe later. OR now? ah fuck it.
Really, i feel dumb writing this shit here, but ah well, lets just do it.
This is really one of the things about me thats changed since i last wrote, namely, that its been so long since i last wrote. Thats just the first. Rest are kinda worse really, and not something that i'm too sure about writing up here, but i figure most folks, if not all, would've gotten bored by this point so might as well just get it out there.
I dunno how to put this but quite frankly, recently, it seems to me as though a part of me has died or changed, that some things just don't cause a reaction anymore. I seem to have lost a large part of my sense of humor, for the rest that i still retain, i'm happy, but the part that i've lost seems to be irretrievably gone, at least for now. Small things that used to cheer me up, make me smile or laugh, no longer do. Another side effect of this is a far more no nonsense approach, but at the same time, this approach seems too damn bleak for my tastes, but i can't really shake it off. Up until now, i have always had the wildest craziest dreams, and used those dreams to dream even crazier, hope even wilder, but at this point, i just can't seem to do that. Every single flight of imagination, which earlier used to end up decades in the future or millions of miles away, now crash lands too close for comfort. It really scares me no end, it terrifies the living hell outta me, but then again, what can i do anyway. All i have the guts to do at this point is get used to this no nonsense approach of mine, bleak as it may be, but i guess its just realistic, rather than my previous approach, which at this point seems to be quite simply delusional. That it in some weird way actually worked is something which i don't really care to dwell on.
So yeah, to put it quite frankly, a part of me, deep inside me, has died. It was a part of my soul, one integral to my very way of life, but it seems to be gone. And honestly, i'm scared, terrified, petrified, afraid now that i look at things in this new harsh realistic light. I've given up on things which earlier i wouldn't have dreamed of abandoning, dumb as they were, i always held on to that tiny ray of hope. I'm too scared to try and reach for the unreachable, for now i feel that to do so is to attempt the impossible, and even though in the past, i have never really faltered while walking the path that my delusions took me upon, and fruitful those paths have always been, yet now, i find myself, terrified to even take a single step onto those paths, for now i realise what delusions they truly are, and yet, there is a part of me that still wishes i could walk those paths, for only then would i realise what those wild dreams can truly let us achieve.
I'm scared, i'm nervous and i'm terrified. Of what, i'm really not sure, but possibly it is life, and perhaps even failure. And thats what really scares me, for where i once had the nerve to take life and failure head on without fear, i now find myself truly out of my depth, and that is what scares me, that i am perhaps too weak, not strong enough to survive, and that, just scares the living hell out of me.
If u're still reading this, damn u really must have nothing better to do!!!
I can't believe you read this, but jokes apart, what i wrote was truly what i mean. Its just hard to express it any other way for some reason. I really don't know who i could possibly tell this to, and yet here i am, posting this for the entire world to see. Oh well, thats me. As for the rest of what goes on inside this fucked up brain of mine, i'll save that for another post. I'm insane nuff as it is, don't wanna drive you nuts too.
BTW, i never said i liked Lamb of God, i just found it audible enough recently. I dunno, maybe thats another side effect.

Tag

They tagged me. I don't know why. I didn't even know what tagging is. I thought I would be weighed or measured and then something would be stucked on me, but it didn't happen. I was disappointed. I made a really bad pun reference-y (supposed) joke thing about it as well.

These are the rules:

1. Link the person(s) who tagged you.
2. Mention the rules on your blog.
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag 6 bloggers by linking them.
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.

I was tagged by Isha. I don't know how to link. I'm pathetic at online stuff, most of the time.

6 Unspectacular Quirks:

1. I dislike if one can call it that, uneven stuff. When I see a wall which has some sort of ungainly protrusion, or something, I want to smoothen it out and make everything even. Seamless. So at times, I break stuff because it seems uneven. At times, I just keep running my fingers over the uneven surface thinking that it will turn even, somehow. Maybe I'm some sort of weird Communist by nature. Maybe.

2. I like pushing buttons. I like chewing buttons. I like buttons. I used to listen to a Pussycat Dolls song which went by the name of "Buttons" because it had the word buttons in it. I like buttons. Buttons buttons buttons.

3. I like the Chinese. I like talking about the Chinese. I like saying Chinese for no reason at all. I often do so in the middle of conversations.

4. I hate normal conversations. I like to say stuff like "chinese" in the middle of them. I hate people who talk and talk and talk unless the people are me. I am also a hypocrite, but I know all about that already.

5. I hate talking about me. Its irritating.

6. I hate compliments with regard to myself. I hate them. I also am very suspicious of compliments.



So there. That was a tag. You're entertained, aren't you? Good. You should be.
I have to tag people. But I won't. I hate people. Unless they are people I like. So there.

Karan likes Lamb of God. I am scandalized.

Chinese.