Let's be honest people, there is no one in this world you would rather emulate while going back to school than Queen Bey herself. She represents all the things you strive to be: confident, fearless, hot, and come on, who doesn't want to have those legs.
The best part about going back to school is being reunited with your best friends.
Other benefits of back to school: unlimited time with BAE (if you have one) after a summer apart.
You go food shopping for your new place, and you're all like "I'm gonna eat really healthy this year! No more mac 'n cheese every night! Yeah!!"
That actually only lasts for a week, and you quickly return to the delicious fattening foods you know and love.
Your friends are having an intimate little get-together, but you're just really ready for the big parties to start.
Picking out outfits, getting ready and pre-gaming is half the fun.
And by the end of it you leave the house looking super fly.
So. many. pictures.
OMG SHOTS!! (For the 11th time)
Drunk calling your ex while you're on the toilet in the bar.
The really drunk but really cute guy is begging to take you home and but you know you shouldn't because you just met.
They play your lady jam at the bar, and you lose it like any sensible college student would do *and the Jay-Z song was on*
You're dancing the night away with these guys you think are really hot then suddenly it's 2 a.m., and the lights come on, and you realize those guys are not so cute. You gotta get out of there, so you search for your girls to save you.
Rolling up to the first party with your squad like: We back!
And by the end of the night you are on this level.
You show up to the first day of class like this.
But the second day like #nomakeup already over it.
You walk into class and realize you have the privilege of having the hottest TILF (teacher I'd like to ... well you know).
The search for a spot on campus is real. The parking lot is like the freaking Hunger Games. You finally see a spot when some girl in a Jetta tries to slip in. But you slide into that spot faster than you slide into the DMs and claim that spot because you are its rightful owner.
You hear that couple that totally shouldn't be dating got back together over the summer. But that's none of my business ...
That guy that completely ghosted you all summer says "hey" to you in the hall, but he obviously doesn't deserve your time.
Themed party Wednesday night? I got this.
You try to get out of bed in the morning but ...
You roll up to class after a night out gripping your coffee for dear life. Your friend grabs it and takes a sip. That sip is one less gulp of caffeine for you and you REALLY need that caffeine.
Your teacher tells you that you have to write two papers by the end of the week.
You wake up totally hungover, but you have a bagel and some coffee and you're suddenly ready for darty No. 4 ... or is it 5?
Then you finally see your bed after a long day of dartying.
You're so focused on syllabus week and what you're going to wear to all the parties you totally forgot about that 8 a.m. quiz you have.
You get to the quiz, and you're stumped immediately on the very first question.
Syllabus week is done, and you are forced to get serious about your studies, extracurricular activities and jobs. You are totally in denial.
But you know you are finally back where you belong, your natural habitat — college. Do I have to graduate? Can I stay here forever?
