Confessions of a Lazy College Student

You never realize how important your roots are until you almost lose them. I'm not talking about hair roots either, although I'm sure that applies as well.

The moment you want to have a social life, college will kick you in the groin and steal your lunch money, because they can.

Speaking of money, you either have it, you want it, you need it, or you feel bad spending it. Usually there's no happy medium, because let's face it, for every hard-working college student, there's always a mooch.

Don't be the mooch if you can help it. It makes everyone feel awkward and secretly loathe you, even if you are amazing and can do magic tricks.

DON'T, I repeat, DON'T wear Ugg boots when you plan on wearing shorts that day. Your choice of apparel when you do this just confuses me. Is it hot outside or is it cold? You send me into conundrums I do not need to participate in.

You never realize how precious sleep is until you don't or can't get it.

You will most likely overhear or partake in a discussion chock full of innuendos or possible topics such as sex. My advice? Just laugh and go with it, because you meet/see some real crazies out there. In the end, it makes you appreciate your own sanity.

Facebook is the Earth born manifestation of a pit in Hell. It traps you in its vortex and never lets you go. Everyone's dirty laundry is up on there and you can't help but look. It's like a train wreck or seeing obscene strippers - perhaps it's a train wreck caused by obscene strippers, but the point remains. Pun totally intended.

You realize your sanity disappears with every attendance of that one particular class. Perhaps it's the people in the class, maybe the teacher drives you crazy with assignments, maybe the class makes absolutely zero sense. No matter what, this will make you question your reasons for waking up in the morning and NOT stabbing someone in the throat with a pencil.

WHO EATS OATMEAL DURING CLASS ANYWAY?!

While I loathe waking up in the morning, I cannot stand when I'm trapped in a blockade of people who refuse to walk faster than .5 mph. I'm pretty sure it's common law that the speed limit is the fastest walking speed humanly possible without sweating profusely and bouncing. I think someone needs to post up a speed limit for these slow walkers, or maybe get them their own path to walk.

Never walk too fast that you miss out on everything. Paradox I know, but still. There are some moments in life where walking and.. wait for it.. breathing are acceptable.

Food always manages to disappear rapidly, no matter what gender of roommates you have. Bear that in mind when you get those midnight cravings, because nothing can be worse than missing out on that ice cream =(

There's never an exceptional way to end conversation or maybe it's me. I have this problem with blogs too, like right now, I can't stop typing even though I need to study...

Laziness will prevail on most nights despite the workload, because tomorrow just seems like the "Adult Day."