1- Once you've figured out you're going to have to stay up till the sun comes out again, you start telling everyone around you.
2- Time legitimately speeds up. First you're screwing around with everyone, kinda getting work done, then next thing you know its 4am, you're at your desk surrounded by 5 Rockstar Energy Drink cans (2 shotgunned), for some reason Bon Jovi is blasting in your headphones, and you've only written another page because you "accidentally" opened up addictinggames.com.
3- Your dorm halls suddenly become a lot creepier. It's like a deserted ghosttown... doors are shut, all musics off, and there's inevitably one flickering flourescent light showing the way. And if you use the hand-dryer in the bathroom, foget about it, you feel like brought in a personal tornado of noise.
4- You sign into Facebook repeatedly and get a little dissapointed every time you don't have a new notification, refusing to accept the fact that its 530 am now and absolutely nobody is online.
5- The next day you again feel like you need to tell everyone you know that you pulled an all-nighter last night like you need some sort of approval or sympathy. It could be completely irrelevant to the situation or conversation, but in your head you're thinking "This guy NEEDS to know."
A bunch of guys from the dorm and I decided last Sunday to make a trip to Bob Evans Restaurant(BE). I myself was a BE virgin up until this point, and frankly I don't think I was mentally or physically prepared for the homestyle feast that had awaited me. I didn't know that Chicken-Fried Chicken could exist up until this point. Anyways, to continue...
- Is it just me, or after everyone decides what they want to order, they put the menu down. Then when the waiter gets to you to order, its the clumsiest scramble to open the menu and find what you want to order, meanwhile going "I'll have uhhh uhhhh ummm OH" and you point it out successfully to everyone and shout the name and description of "Chicken Parm."
- Pet peeve- When everyone's deciding what to eat, and you put down your menu and say "I guess I'll have the Turkey Club" and someone inevitably flips out and goes "What wait where? No way show me where that is on the menu I'm pretty sure thats not on my menu I think our menus are different Did we get the same menu Lemme see your menu."
-Why is it so awkward if you ever make eye-contact with anyone at another table besides yours.
- The dessert menu looks like it was assembled by the greatest court of chefs to grace the Earth previous to the start of your meal. But after stuffing yourself with breadsticks and pasta for an hour, the desserts look less appetizing then another hot dog to Kobayashi after the Nathan's contest.
Finally, its Christmas season. Hooray. If you haven't noticed the Christmas music in every store, on the radio, the random people in Santa suits walking around, tons of lights, too many sales, and people-trampling store-frenzies(ala Walmart), families' Christmas cards start arriving to your home. I swear these cards have way more thought put into them than anything...
- I bet most people rip through the stack that comes every day and this is what happens. If its a regular card, you go "That's nice." and put it down in the "No Effort" pile. But if it's a photo card, a whole new process of investigation ensues.
- You see what type of card it is. Just the kids, maybe a pet or two, but mainly, the locale at which it was taken. Everyone hates that family that sends out the Christmas card "Hi from Hawaii!" and they're all sipping drinks on the beach and its 80 degrees out, meanwhile its below freezing and blizzarding outside. Thanks for the reminder that I don't live in the south.
- Ever get a card where the family tried to pull some joke or theme, and you can't figure out what the hell is going on? All you know is that some one kid's wrapped up in christmas lights and the dog's hanging from the ceiling and there's a pile of fruit on the ground.... yeah...
So I just got an e-mail from my mom an hour ago. Title is, "This years Christmas Card!!!" I open it up and what is it?
A picture of my family in California. It was 80 degrees out. Slap.
2- Time legitimately speeds up. First you're screwing around with everyone, kinda getting work done, then next thing you know its 4am, you're at your desk surrounded by 5 Rockstar Energy Drink cans (2 shotgunned), for some reason Bon Jovi is blasting in your headphones, and you've only written another page because you "accidentally" opened up addictinggames.com.
3- Your dorm halls suddenly become a lot creepier. It's like a deserted ghosttown... doors are shut, all musics off, and there's inevitably one flickering flourescent light showing the way. And if you use the hand-dryer in the bathroom, foget about it, you feel like brought in a personal tornado of noise.
4- You sign into Facebook repeatedly and get a little dissapointed every time you don't have a new notification, refusing to accept the fact that its 530 am now and absolutely nobody is online.
5- The next day you again feel like you need to tell everyone you know that you pulled an all-nighter last night like you need some sort of approval or sympathy. It could be completely irrelevant to the situation or conversation, but in your head you're thinking "This guy NEEDS to know."
A bunch of guys from the dorm and I decided last Sunday to make a trip to Bob Evans Restaurant(BE). I myself was a BE virgin up until this point, and frankly I don't think I was mentally or physically prepared for the homestyle feast that had awaited me. I didn't know that Chicken-Fried Chicken could exist up until this point. Anyways, to continue...
- Is it just me, or after everyone decides what they want to order, they put the menu down. Then when the waiter gets to you to order, its the clumsiest scramble to open the menu and find what you want to order, meanwhile going "I'll have uhhh uhhhh ummm OH" and you point it out successfully to everyone and shout the name and description of "Chicken Parm."
- Pet peeve- When everyone's deciding what to eat, and you put down your menu and say "I guess I'll have the Turkey Club" and someone inevitably flips out and goes "What wait where? No way show me where that is on the menu I'm pretty sure thats not on my menu I think our menus are different Did we get the same menu Lemme see your menu."
-Why is it so awkward if you ever make eye-contact with anyone at another table besides yours.
- The dessert menu looks like it was assembled by the greatest court of chefs to grace the Earth previous to the start of your meal. But after stuffing yourself with breadsticks and pasta for an hour, the desserts look less appetizing then another hot dog to Kobayashi after the Nathan's contest.
Finally, its Christmas season. Hooray. If you haven't noticed the Christmas music in every store, on the radio, the random people in Santa suits walking around, tons of lights, too many sales, and people-trampling store-frenzies(ala Walmart), families' Christmas cards start arriving to your home. I swear these cards have way more thought put into them than anything...
- I bet most people rip through the stack that comes every day and this is what happens. If its a regular card, you go "That's nice." and put it down in the "No Effort" pile. But if it's a photo card, a whole new process of investigation ensues.
- You see what type of card it is. Just the kids, maybe a pet or two, but mainly, the locale at which it was taken. Everyone hates that family that sends out the Christmas card "Hi from Hawaii!" and they're all sipping drinks on the beach and its 80 degrees out, meanwhile its below freezing and blizzarding outside. Thanks for the reminder that I don't live in the south.
- Ever get a card where the family tried to pull some joke or theme, and you can't figure out what the hell is going on? All you know is that some one kid's wrapped up in christmas lights and the dog's hanging from the ceiling and there's a pile of fruit on the ground.... yeah...
So I just got an e-mail from my mom an hour ago. Title is, "This years Christmas Card!!!" I open it up and what is it?
A picture of my family in California. It was 80 degrees out. Slap.
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Christmas Card Update from the home front! The usual winners of the "deer in headlights red-eyed kids looking in different directions" have nailed a normal card! It had to happen sooner or later! This now means that the winners of the this years "Best of the worst photo card" will more than likely go to the (highly anticipated - yet to arrive) "kids wrapped in Christmas lights ans/or fishing line family"
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