College is crazy, but at least we have friends to share the insanities with! Here are some of the most bizarre texts I’ve sent in the past week to my friends. I think they pretty much sum up my life.

1.

If you know me, you know I am NOT a morning person WHATSOEVER. I probably should have put a little more thought into this when I signed up for my 9:30 AM class this semester. As I am always running late, I embarrassingly have to take the bus to make it on time (sort of).

2.

You can see I’ve been spending a little too much time in the library the past week, as I’ve made up a lot of nicknames for it. I mean, who wants to say Mugar Memorial Library? Mugie Land it is!

3.

College kind of kills you, but sometimes you have the chance to fight back. As you can see, in this instance, I attempted (poorly) to give my friend some moral support for the four exams she had this week.

4.

If you’ve lived in a large dormitory at Boston University, this won’t be a surprise. It seems like an elevator is broken almost every day, especially if you live in Warren Towers.

5.

Living in Boston, this is a text that I sadly send too often. If you’re wondering how much my Uber (I cannot spell) was in this instance, IT WAS 35 DOLLARS for me to go to the airport from my dorm!! I just LOVE living in the city!

6.

I love COM, formally known as the College of Communication, for many reasons, but one of the best, in my opinion, is their extremely flexible schedules. I’ve been planning my schedule for next semester and there’s a pretty good chance I’ll only have class three days a week! Good thing I’m not pre-med!

7.

Okay, so this one needs some extra explaining. My roommate and I have sort of bizarre night schedules. When we turn off the lights to go to sleep, we talk nonstop for about 20 minutes, and then we both go silent, since we are going to “sleep,” which is more like “phone time.” Once we are in our quiet mode, if either of makes a lot of sound, we somehow end up scaring the person to death. But every once in a while I get hungry for a midnight snack, so I always text my roommate (who is about 6 feet away from me) to tell her not to worry, I'm about to move, to get a snack. We are too much.