As you move toward the end of your college career deciding on whether or not to go out becomes more of an intense internal debate. Freshmen year there was no question about it and your friends would be disgusted if you even thought about not going out. Thursday night through Saturday was spent drinking natural light in some nasty frat house thinking about how sad you're gonna be when you graduate and can no longer have "fun" weekends like this.

My how times have changed.

Fast forward to senior year and there are so many complicated factors to consider in this dramatic and seemingly life or death decision. But, it all comes down to the only important question, "do I feel like getting off the couch and wearing real clothes?" nine times out of ten the answer is "no."

Here is the cast of "New Girl" explaining this weekly struggle of "to go out, or not to go out."

When it's 10 a.m. and your friend asks you to go out with them tonight

Knowing full well that this is a decision you will come to later regret and make drastic attempts to avoid at all costs. But, nonetheless, you convince yourself you're definitely gonna want to go out later. Wrong.

Trying to come up with a good excuse as to why you can no longer go out

As you look at the time and your friend texts you to come over, but you've been binge-watching Netflix in your groutfit for the past 2 hours and completely forgot you made this horrendous agreement in the first place.

Weighing the pros and cons of going out

Pros: It'll be fun.

Cons: It requires me to wear real adult clothes and not sweats and this t-shirt with ketchup on it.

Getting flashbacks of all the bad nights you've had and reasons why you swore you'd never go out again

Spent more money than you had, lost your house key, did something embarrassing, the list goes on and on...

Visualizing yourself out and channeling how you're feeling

Is this a night where I'll be fun and social, or one where I don't talk to anyone and whine about how much I want to go home.

Being so indecisive that you get to the point where you can't even focus on the matter at hand

It's not until your friend double texts you asking where you are that you realize it's time to make a real decision and stop thinking of every possible hypothetical situation.

Lastly, when your roommate comes home with wine and asks you if you want to stay in

Well, there is my sign from up above that I NEED to stay in, it's been settled.