After a long week—or in some cases three days—of classes, exams, and group projects, going out to the bar with your friends is an absolute must. Besides the fact that it’s an easy way to destress, have a little fun, and meet tons of people, going out is a part of the college culture. As senior, you want to take advantage of nights like these as much as you can. And while sometimes the nights can go a little off plan, usually, this is what a night out in college looks like.
4:00pm: Finally done with classes and in need of a nap before the long night ahead.
5:30pm: Wake up groggily from a semi-decent slumber and emerge into the kitchen to scrape up something for dinner. (obvi, one with a lot of substance)
6:30pm: Start texting everyone you know to see what time they’re going to the only fun bar on campus.
6:45pm: Congregate with the roomies to figure out the best plan of action for the night
7:00pm: Turn on some Netflix because let’s be real, you’re going to procrastinate the long transformation ahead as long as you can.
8:00pm: Peel yourself off the couch because your eager roommates start blasting music as the cue to get the f**k ready!
8:10pm: Turn on the straightener/curler and start diving into the production that is makeup.
9:15pm: Throw your entire dresser drawer on your bed in search for the hottest yet most comfortable outfit to strut your stuff in—challenge of the night.
9:30pm: Start getting harassed by your impatient roommates to hurry up because you’re so obviously procrastinating the drinking process.
9:35pm: Synchronized shots and busting out the best dance moves you’ll shimmy out all night commences
10:10pm: The dreaded “the line is out the door” text comes as you scramble to put together a bag for the night.
10:15pm: Leave the apartment, as you now start feeling some type of way, to hit up the hour-long bar line.
11:00pm: Finally getting inside in the bar, ordering drinks, grooving to the music, and chatting up every person you see. This is your time to shine!
12:30am: You’ve hit a wall; your feet are swelling, you keep swaying, and nobody around you are speaking coherently.
1:00am: You round up the troops because the bar is closing and it’s time for the best part of the night.
1:15am: You and your crew stagger into the closest pizza, fast-food, greasiest place on campus and order a regrettable amount of food.
1:45am: Huddling around your kitchen table, the paramount part of the night commences—ravenous eating until it ends with everyone in a comatose, zombie state.
2:30am: You stand up in your spent state of mind, body, and soul and ship yourself off to your bedroom for a rough night of sleep.
11:00am: Everyone surfaces from their bedrooms and slouches on the couch for an hour of rehashing the night and eventually crawling to get much-need bagels (as if our 1 am pizza wasn’t enough).
