College is weird. It’s this strange mixture of fun and torture, excitement and dread, responsibility and irresponsibility, sleeping in and not sleeping at all, etc. One minute you’re dying to graduate and get out of this place, and the next you’re dreading the fact that you’ll one day have to leave.

They say college is the best four (or five, or six, or more…depending who you are) years of your life. So far that’s the truth, but I certainly hope that my life doesn’t peak so early. After all, I don’t want my entire life to ring true for so many of these things:

You eat the same meals (if you even eat actual meals) every week because that’s all you know how to make and/or can afford.

You regularly wear T-shirts with sweatpants/jeans/leggings everywhere you go.

You’ve watched six-plus consecutive hours of Netflix on a weekday.

You don’t follow anything remotely resembling a regular sleep schedule and you can frequently be heard saying things like “sleep is for the weak,” or “I can sleep when I’m dead.”

Your stress level (on a scale of 1-10) normally sits around 7-8.

You’ve become a pro at whipping out papers and projects the night before they’re due.

You’ll do just about anything for a free T-shirt or pizza.

80 percent of your comments at the beginning of each semester are about the ridiculously high price of textbooks.

You’ve eaten pizza or Taco Bell past midnight more times than you can count…and it doesn’t seem like an abnormal thing to do.

You aren’t even phased anymore when a professor or classmate drops the F-bomb in the middle of class because it’s such a normal occurrence.

You’re completely broke, but still have managed to find money for take-out, alcohol, clothes, or video games.

You’ve seriously considered walking out in the path of a moving campus vehicle because getting hit would mean free tuition.

You regularly consume enough caffeine to hospitalize someone with a lower tolerance.

You have skipped at least one class just to finish an assignment for another class.

You justify your terrible eating habits by saying you might as well take advantage of your metabolism while it’s still this good.

You may have felt smart in high school, but you don’t feel smart anymore.

You’ve considered dropping out of school on numerous occasions. Sometimes it’s serious consideration with detailed plans of what you’ll do instead of school.

You can squeeze a nap into any break in your schedule. One hour? Definitely. 30 minutes? No problem. Seven minutes? Doable.

You’re too overwhelmed with joy over a cancelled class to be concerned with your professor’s health.

You put more thought into Halloween costumes than into your college major.

When you hear a fire alarm go off, you automatically assume that someone forgot the water in their Easy Mac.

You’ve pulled something out of your dirty clothes basket and worn it again at least once, because doing laundry is too much sometimes.

You like to pretend you’ll never have to graduate because you don’t want to think about student loans, or the fact that you still don’t know what you want to do with life.