In the morning when you wake up, most of us go on our phones and check social media. After opening our Snapchat app and clicking on the first story, it is easy to detect who went out and who stayed in based on the number of seconds the story consists of. Over 50 seconds means that most likely your Snapchat friend simply went out, but if your friend's story is over 100 seconds that's when you know someone got ratchet last night.

Welcome to a generalized description of what every night exposed on Snapchat looks like.

10 seconds, 7:30 p.m.

You're probably taking a selfie in your car while you're waiting at the light on your way to pick up your friend to “get ready" with her even though you're already dolled up and dressed to go out.

15 seconds, 8:00 p.m.

You're back at your apartment and you just captured a picture of you and your friend taking a mirror selfie, after you've changed your outfit 80 times, while you're finishing touching up and curling your hair. Chances are you're both making duck faces.

25 seconds, 8:45 p.m.

You have now entered snapchat video mode. Your pregame before the pregame has officially started and you're most likely filming your friend whipping out the tequila, limes and shot glasses.

30 seconds, 9:00 p.m.

By now you're 5 shots in and your probably videoing your one friend who is already drunk after a few shots and is already overly smiley and dancing around the kitchen while twirling a shot glass in the air.

35 seconds, 9:15 p.m.

By now you have finally convinced your friend who is staying in to pick you and your friends up (since you all have already used your free uber ride and you aren't trying to pay someone) to take you a mile away to your favorite club. You are probably videoing you and your friends blasting house music while your sober roommate tries to hide her face from the camera due to her complete soberness.

45 seconds, 9:30 p.m.

You are now walking to the pregame which is most likely held inside of a completely random apartment, whose leaser happens to be a friend of a friend of a friend- but oh well, you're just there for the free alcohol. Your snapchat video is most likely drunken conversation of you attempting to walk in your 6-inch heels to the pregame.

55 seconds, 10:00 p.m.

By now you have surpassed the awkward stages of walking into a rando's apartment solely to steal their alcohol and you are now BFF with the first girl you met. Your 10-second video is most likely of your friend snap chatting you taking swigs of vodka with a random guy and girl you met 10 minutes ago.

65 seconds, 10:30 p.m.

By now you are completely wasted and you are trying to take the cutest selfie of you and your friend with drinks in your hand while closing your eyes and making a duck face.

75 seconds, 10:35 p.m.

It's only been five minutes since your last my-story addition and your friend has already completely hit it off with the first attractive guy she laid eyes on. Your snap is most likely a picture of you creeping on the two of them while your friend is all googley eyed and acting completely in love… but don't let it fool you she's just wasted.

85 seconds, 11:00 p.m.

By now you are in the car again in a taxi that was arranged by someone from the pregame that you didn't even talk to, and you friends are asking the taxi driver 39489324803 questions about their life back home.

95 seconds, 11:15 p.m.

You're finally at the club and you have already walked up straight to the bar. You are probably videoing your friend asking the bar tender for a specific drink while laughing obnoxiously for no reason and attempting to dance with your friend who is casually ordering her Taylor Made.

105 seconds, 11:45 p.m.

You realize you haven't snapped for a good 30 minutes so you mystory a video of your girlfriend dancing with a drink in her hand while she's starring straight into the camera as though she's looking deep into its soul, while a random guy is creeping in the background.

115 seconds, 12:20 a.m.

You've probably whipped out your camera to take a picture of the ratchet freshman, whose shorts are most likely up her butt, as she sucks face with a senior who is deliberately in it for one reason.

125 seconds, 12:45 a.m.

You are now in the club's bathroom and have made friends with the 3 girls who are waiting in line and you've probably already exchanged numbers and life stories within a 5-minute time frame. By now you know its time to mystory a picture of you and your new “favorite person in Tallahassee" who you're “definitely going to recruit for your sorority."

135 seconds, 1:30 a.m.

You are now sick of the club and the only thing on your mind at the moment is Gumby's pokey stix. You have probably ditched the guy who was trying to swoop you before you left and you are already power walking your butt out of the club with all of your friends who also only have Gumby's on their mind. You have probably snapped your friends speed walking out of the club while drunkenly talking about how “AMAZING GUMBYS IS GONNA BE RIGHT NOW!!"

145 seconds, 2:00 a.m.

You are now inside the tiny restaurant in line waiting to order your pokey stix. All of your friends are impatient by now and probably have ditched the line and sat outside on the patio tables while suggesting you wait in line to order the pokey stix that they “promised they will pay you back for tomorrow." Once the pokey stix are done you have now snap chatted a glorious picture of the pokey stix and added it to your mystory labeling the picture “bae" or “finally."

155 seconds, 2:15 a.m.

Your pokey stix are demolished by now and your friends are all talking about getting another box. You are all starting to realize how tired you are and so you Snapchat a picture of the empty box of pokey stix and your friend passed out leaning against on your shoulder.

165 seconds, 2:30 a.m.

You have miraculously found a ride back to your apartment to finally crash after a long night. Before going to bed you obviously can't forget to mystory a video of your friend who just walked into your apartment and instantly fell to the ground and passed out.