Anyone who has spent any time in the courtyard at Eugene Lang College knows exactly what kind of place it is. It's constantly full of stereotypical liberal arts students with coffee in one hand and a cigarette in the other (you learn very quickly that the "No Smoking" signs are universally ignored), all talking, reading, or just sitting in a corner looking very intellectual and brooding.
Here's a glimpse into the minds of some of the New School's best and brightest.
"There's a special circle of hell for club promoters."
I mean, true. If your first few weeks in the city were anything like mine, you were constantly bombarded by promoters trying to convince you to come to their clubs for free--if, of course, I brought several female friends and we all wore heels. Yeah, no thank you.
"My fake ID says I'm an organ donor, so at least if I die they'll know I want to donate my insides."
Lang students may not be law-abiding citizens, but they sure are well-meaning.
"I just bought a cape. It's velvet and red lace."
This is honestly so New School it's ridiculous.
"I don't know how to play chess! I do know how to ride a bike, though."
As someone who has never learned to ride a bike, I felt a little personally targeted by the tone of voice that was used here. Also, how is bike riding related to chess? Am I missing something important? Are you speaking in code?
"I'm really not that into "Star Wars." I'm more into Star Peace, you feel?"
Typical.
"Stay away from whiskey and the DAR."
This is actually a quote from "Gilmore Girls," which made it onto my list solely because I really appreciate a good GG reference thrown into everyday conversation.
"Hang on, hold my coffee. I'm gonna climb this tree."
Now, keep in mind that the trees in the Lang courtyard look like this:
Somehow, though, he managed to make it about 10 feet up by holding onto two trees at once. I was pretty impressed.
"Do you think I could roll a cigarette in a dollar bill? Like, would I die?"
I guess they decided their tobacco fix was worth the risk of death, because a few minutes later, I watched them light their dollar on fire. Lang students are nothing if not innovative, right?
