You Know You Are A BU Student When...
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BC sucks, no explanation necessary.
Any temperature above 30º F means sandals and tank tops.
You know why people should not swim in the Charles.
You have used the Citgo sign as a point of reference to get your drunken ass home on more than one occasion.
You’ve waited in line for hockey tickets earlier in the morning than you’ve ever gone to class.
In one night, you have been to at least one party on both sides of the Charles River.
You have looked death in the face multiple times while trying to cross Kenmore Square. You have also realized it always seems a lot easier while intoxicated.
You rarely see your friends on the other side of campus because “Its just too far.”
You have the worst guest policy EVER.
You know that the other “College” that shares your namesake is really just Newton College.
You know it’s the HOJO – not 575 Commonwealth Avenue.
Most of your classes consist of entirely too much estrogen.
You know your school should actually be called Brookline University, but your Chancellor somehow changed Boston’s city boundaries.
A Beanpot isn’t just something you cook beans in.
It is acceptable to date anyone from any of BU’s neighboring colleges; except for… well… you should know by now.
Your best cheers end with “Sssiiieeevvveee” and wiggling fingers.
Thursday nights mean discounts on Lansdowne.
Your Chancellor rules with an iron fist… well, the only one that he actually has.
You know what each school's acronym really stands for.
You’ve partied with the smartest kids in America (MIT students), and they kill more brain cells than anyone else you know.
The “Pru” always looks the same size, no matter where you are on campus.
There’s a remarkable number of Thai restaurants on your campus.
You know someone who knows the girl who starred in the BU porn. You also have or know someone who has watched the entire thing.
You remember being told during a campus tour, “Warren Towers is the 2nd largest non-military dorm in the country.” Why this matters, no one knows…
You’ve been late to class because you refused to walk after waiting for the “T” as a matter of principle.
You have been lost in CAS because the fifth floor ends mysteriously.
You forgot you were at an MIT frat because everyone there is from BU.
You have never made it to anywhere on campus without passing a construction site.
You don't know a single person who knows what purpose "The Castle" actually serves.
A 2 second time gap between cars means it's safe to cross the street.
You hop on the "T" to go one stop, because you can.
You know how to get anywhere by "T" but would get utterly lost if you tried to walk.
It's suddenly dark at night once October rolls around because the Fenway lights aren't lighting up your room.
There's actually grade DEFLATION.
While crossing the street you've almost gotten run over by the "T", a car, and a guy on a bicycle.
Your school can afford to put 500 people in hotels for a semester at $120 dollars a night per person, while the on-campus housing resembles prision quarters.
You know CGS is the biggest scam in college history, but you're still sticking it out.
You've been stuck in a Warren elevator at least once for an extended period of time.
You know what it means to be "knighted" and why it is important.
You can't fathom how the Gap next to Barnes and Noble went out of business.
You think twice before using the CAS bathrooms now.
You read the Freep everyday, yet criticize it even more often.
Cranberry Farms is gourmet.
Your relatives ask you how school is and they always say "Boston College."
You are a bit embarrassed to admit that your mascot is a Terrier.
You have found yourself stranded outside your own dorm because you forgot your ID and the guards think you are lying.
Your favorite beach has no sand on it.
Your school doesn't have a football team.
You’ve been threatened by a paper bag full of apprehended fake IDs but you use yours anyway.
You can type in a 16 letter password in less than 3 seconds.
After a night of partying you take out your ID blocks in advance to be sure you can swipe it the right way.
Your school spends millions and millions of dollars building a “luxurious” hotel and it still looks like shit.
You've had to defend your use of a dorm elevator if you live on a low-numbered floor.
You think that every school's student union president dances to "You Can Call Me Al" during hockey games.
You wouldn't have known what a seive was otherwise.
You get to choose between living in prison-like dorms, rat/roach-infested brownstones, or high-rise luxury apartments with floor-to-ceiling windows and cable TV.
When in doubt, you go to the GSU.
Everyone has a different answer as to what that sculpture in front of Marsh Chapel is.
You've gotten sick from the watery mozzarella sticks at late nite, but continue to eat them in hopes that one day they'll be cooked the right way.
You have a pin, shirt, or other apparel that says "Be You" instead of the actual letters.
You know all the shortcuts to Cummington St. from the inside of Warren Towers.
You could meet someone you don't like on the streets one day, and never see them again because the campus and student body is so large.
You get defensive when anyone else tries to criticize the appearance of your campus, but when in fact, you ridicule it all the time.
You hate Domino's but you continue to order it because you don't have any real money, just points.
You know what "The Quest" is.
You can be sure that at the first sign of snow, BU will send 50-year-old ladies from B&G outside to shovel it for you.
You know Mee Chow makes the best sandwiches.
You know who the chancellor is, but not where he works, lives, or what his job actually entails.
You tell yourself every year that you're going to secretly join a campus tour to tell prospective students "what really goes on", but never do it.
Aside from the dorms, you know of at least 3 places on campus that you can take a nap between classes.
Unless you're in one, you have no idea where sorority girls can possibly be hanging out.
On more than one occasion, you've laughed at the girls walking to the clubs in sub-zero temperatures wearing practically nothing, but then bitched and complained when the club made you pay to check your coat.
You know who Jose Luis is.
The clip clop of pointed boots and the swish of Burberry scarves become more poignant the closer to Kenmore Square you get.
The entire freshman population of Warren Towers migrates to the BU ghetto in hopes of a fun time Thursday, Friday, and Saturday nights.
You have learned to appreciate PAX as it is the only channel you are able to get, unless you play with your antenna for half an hour before a show starts.
When you go home you can't understand why there isnt a Starbucks on every corner.
When you have the link to this site on your profile.
You consider Starbucks an essential food group.
If you walk into SMG and you're not a business major you feel gyped and worthless.
You know not to talk to SMG kids ANYTIME during their junior year.
You go to T's Pub on your 21st birthday for the free champagne.
You know that Myles is where they put the "weirdos" in the 70's and the feeling hasn't quite left.
You have left a club at 1:55 just so that you could call the escort service because you are too cheap to pay for a cab.
You pretend you don't speak English to a person at a club on Lansdowne after you realize they're hitting on you and are as old as your parents.
You get really excited when all the doors to the T open when it's going inbound.
You know that pigeons turn into rats at night.
You wonder what really goes on in the top 3 floors of SMG.
You live on the side of Warren that faces Boston, and you have no cable, but you can plug a toaster in and get radio reception.
You judge what time it is by whether or not the Citgo sign has gone out yet.
You wish every store and restaurant along Comm Ave took convenience points.
You've been forced to go on that damn Duck Tour at least once with your RA.
You buy Christmas presents from Barnes and Nobles so you can pay with points.
You've tried to get into a party by following a crowd of people in the BU ghetto, only to realize that they are just lost freshman.
You know you go to BU if a burrito made by any other than the wonderful Jose Luis, the towers burrito man, is unacceptable.
You've gotten lost in the Myles Standish dining hall.
You know that Sasquatch is real.
If you know that Hall Sports are strictly prohibited.
If you've ever wanted to rear-end one of the beemers parked outside of SMG.
You know you're from BU when you buy condoms at CampCo with the
convenience points your parents bought you.
You pregame so that you're drunk enough not to feel the cold as you walk to Landsdowne Street in 30 degree weather without a coat.
You sold your soul to Sargent for six years to become a Dr... no not that kind... a doctor of physical therapy.
Your parents took out a fifth mortgage on the house to pay your tution but your roomate drives a BMW.
You've been chased down the hall by a screaming woman because you took TWO pieces of fruit.
You know the only place girls can be outnumbered by guys is at Case gym... and even there only at specific times.
You consider staying in Boston over the summer to see what its like to be "warm" and "in Boston" at the same time, for longer then 2 days.
You can easily win (or lose, depending on your opinion) any "Who Pays the Most Tuition" contests with your High School friends.
You go to the only school in the country that has a publicized
masturbator.
You're the only school that holds (or used to hold) classes in an old Synagogue (Morse Auditorium) and a movie theater (the Nickelodeon, now closed, on Cummington St.).
You make friends with complete strangers just to be pulled into
their housing.
You've tripped on the sidewalk in front of CAS, and looked around as if it was the ground's fault.
You've carried the same, cracked, dirty, beer cup from Ashford Street to Pratt Street to Linden Street to save 5 bucks.
You've been blown over by the wind between Rich and Sleeper Hall or on the bridge on St. Mary's Street.
You look forward to eating breakfast on Sunday's until 4pm.
You can say you've messed around with people from some of the smartest and dumbest colleges in the country... all in the same night.
You've used the excuse: "I had to wait FOREVER for the T" as an excuse for being late to something.
You try... everytime.. to get 5 people in a cab. You've tried getting in real quick, so maybe the cabbie won't notice.
Copperfields on a Thursday night... you've done it, swore you'd never do it again... but for some reason, you just keep going back.
You wonder how Mangos stays in business.
You were tricked into taking Core humanities/sciences as a freshman.
You've sang Fuck-um up, Fuck-um up, BC sucks; when BU was playin UNH!
You cant understand a word the "T" driver says but know exactly where you are.
You've tried using someone else's ID to swipe into a dorm you don't live in.
You have no idea what happens in, nor have you ever been inside the Photonics building.
Your cocktails consist ice from CampCo, pepsi from latenight, and rum from your 21 yr. friend.
You always wonder what the Kidney Center is.
You start thinking that the rats on Bay State are actually kind of cute; if you don't, it's still ok because you know that the falcons that nest on top of CAS will pick them off and feed them to their young.
You know that you will never live in Student Village.
You've done the "walk of shame" via T.
You know about the Mugar Library 3rd floor and the rumour that suggests it is one of the best places to meet girls according to Playboy magazine.
You've been to Mugar library but not to work.
You spent a year mourning the loss of the Kenmore square IHOP.
You spend more time in class doing the Freep crossword than taking notes.
You buy Christmas presents at the Starbucks in the GSU, because that's Dining Points.
You're too sick to go to class, but somehow you walked 6 blocks in the snow to get to Health Services for a note.
You don't realize you can walk to Harvard Square, because it takes an hour on the T.
You stand in the street so you can run after whatever comes first, the T or the shuttle.
You know what defenestration is, and you bring it up as often as possible.
You get Partriot's Day off.
You stopped mourning for IHOP only to be devastated by the disappearance of the Deli Haus.
You know you're on Cummington Street because each building is painted a different shade of "dinner mint".
Your pub crawls are limited to the BU Pub, the Dugout, T's Pub and Becketts.
You know that a $500 parking pass does not necessarily mean you can park on campus, and you know you will never park within a 10 min walk from your dorm.
The highlight of your year was the day you started getting 2 channels instead of 1.
You go home during breaks and literally watch hours and hours straight of TV and your defense is "you're making up for lost time."
You have seen your life flash while sitting in the backseat (drunk or not) in the Escort Service bus.
You continue to get burritos at lunch, even though they give you a stomach ache, just because they're so damn good.
Due to the guest policy you defenestrate IDs to your friends waiting outside so that you don’t have to sign them in.
You’ve walked to the CVS by Warren and then realized it didn’t have a pharmacy and had to walk to the one in west campus. You’ve questioned how a CVS is in existence if it doesn’t have a pharmacy.
You never saw your FRA again...
You brag about Ankara’s; the only place you’ve ever heard of that delivers custom-made frozen yogurt to your door.
You’ve bought rollerblades/a bike, used them no more than 5 times before you realized it wasn’t worth it anymore.
You’ve come to terms with the fact that the BU Bum makes more money than you do.
You’ve realized that the wall rug in SMG could pay for the full tuition of four students.
You’ve ordered “Venti” size coffees at Startbucks even though you can’t finish them because you figure you’re not paying with real money anyway.
You wonder why they haven’t put Ethernet jacks in the bathroom stalls of SMG by now.
You’ve realized that AIM is the death of you, yet you continue to leave it on while studying for finals.
You’ve looked out your dorm window to figure out the weather but the man in the shorts and t-shirt is followed by the woman in a wool coat.
You’ve made CNN.com your homepage to keep in touch with current events, yet you still have to clue about life outside BU.
You know what the "rape stairs" are, and refur to them as such when giving directions.
Somedays, your tuesdays are mondays.
You’ve used a bent hanger to get free laundry, taken dinnerwear from the dining hall, or anything else to save a buck, and justify it by saying "I refuse to pay $40,000 for tuition and give this school any more money..." (regardless of how much you actually pay....).
You want to jump on the back of that yelling guy's giant tricycle.
The word's "He's BU cute" come out of your mouth more than once a day.
You're late to class even though two T's passed by--one being an express, and the other being brand new and empty, yet still going through its 5 month "test" phase.
It's illegal to bring food into the library, but security doesn't check your bag until you leave.
The architect who designed your dorm reportedly builds prisons for a living.
You got lost trying to get into or out of the Myles Annex.
After a long, introspective talk with the homeless guy in the ATM vestibule, you finally understand the meaning of life. Next morning, you forgot it.
You've been summoned to serve on a Suffolk County jury, possibly in Chelsea or Dorchester, despite the fact that you live in another state.
3/4 of your friends are on financial aid, the other 1/4 could buy their own Pacific island
Your school owns buildings that used to be, a parking garage, a car dealership, hotels and peoples old houses.
You have tried to walk on the frozen charles river.
You think west campus is its own community, cause it is.
You drunkenly decide that it's a good idea to chase a rat only to have it turn around and start chasing you.
You have slept on the floor cause you are to drunk to climb into your loft bed.
You have gone to the top of Hojo to get a glimpse of the game playing at fenway.
You thought IT was kidding when they said that pay attention to you email address because you can't change it, and now you're stuck with an email address professing your love to BMWs that you have to send to Medical Schools.
Broomball is the most intense and fun athletic event you do.
You're proud that both Howard Stern and Bill O'Reilly are alumns.
Your freshman orientation was the first time you heard, in a really thick accent, "Spahkin a j."
If you've ever thought about stealing a backhoe and dropping the "Frat Rock" into the charles.
You have received the link to this site in an IM, and wonder where the hell it originated.
You have probably seen every author on this list on Comm. Ave., but know you will never put a name to a face.
The floors in SED remind you of "Being John Malkovich".
You wonder why there are lockers in CAS.
You've questioned whether GCB stands for "General Classroom
Building" or "Guitar Center Building".
You go to Cummington Computer lab to write a 15 page paper that is due in all of about 3 hours, bust it out 20 mins before your class, then learn you are #879 in que.
When you need to take a nap you go directly to Mugar. When you need to study you go to the GSU .
You've wanted to hide a book or dead body in your bag to see if the guards in the library really care.
You wonder how we can have a dictatorial guest policy but the guy in the GSU can sell obviously illegal fake Gucci, Coach, and bootleg video games.
You know at least three people who were WAY too in to Core.
You know that the day after Christmas you'll get a letter telling you how small the tuition increase was this year.
You know that hell is really the fifth floor of CAS.
When people ask you what your campus looks like you tell them to imagine a six lane highway with a trolley down the middle and buildings on either side of it for two miles.
It's unthinkable that your team won't be in the Beanpot finals.
You know that climates change from classroom to classroom, so you must dress appropriately.
You ever said "Lord" instead of "President" or "Chancellor" in references to school officers.
You know which MIT frats will give you a bracelet even if your ID says you're underage.
You actually considered living in South over the Village because of the security difference.
You pay $40,000 and still can’t get cable.
Your school owns a 1/3 of Boston's real-estate.
No matter how big they keep telling you the student population is, every student you meet is already friends with someone you know.
You make friends from all corners of the United States, and maybe even the world, yet you resist fraternization with BC people at all costs.
You convince yourself to have a "sober moment" so you can swipe in front of the guards but then can't understand why your atm card doesn't work in the swiper.
You know why there are soap bubbles all over the COM lawn.
The assistant Dean of COM knows your name, but you have a hard time remembering her's.
You learn that C Tower sways in the wind because it was built with the
spare parts from A & B Towers.
The most engaging discussions you have all week are about the rules of beer pong.
You know that the study extension list is actually just a list of everyone getting laid that night.
You wonder how 1500 people and 1 escalator isn't a fire hazard.
You have an Ultimate Frisbee team but not a Football team.
Hockey matters, it REALLY matters.
You wake up at another college, walk two blocks and your home.
You have at least five friends that will take over their parents'
business- and those businesses often include funny names like: Coca-Cola Kraft and Micro something or other.
20,000 students, huge campus……word of mouth still travels faster than any other means….
You STILL can't figure out how Silber got his position.
You've been sick more times off of mashed potatoes & gravy than alcohol.
You take pride in pissing off SMG kids, especially if they're your friends.
Projects are started in your dormitory over spring break that BU thinks will be done within that one week time span, yet a month later you're still wondering why there's a 4' by 6' hole in your wall.
One of the highest grossing Starbucks is in one of your classroom buildings.
The weekend starts on Thursday, no. . .Wednesday, no. . .well it least it's not on Friday anymore.
You got addicted to Starbucks just because you could
get it on your dining points.
Your hockey team draws bigger crowds than all other school sports combined.
Your campus bookstore belongs to a national chain.
You went to MUGAR because according to playboy, it is the 6th most sexually active place in the country.
You trekked to Store24 at 4:15am, found that it was closed for an hour for cleaning, walked to the camp co. under warren, realized that it closes at 4am, then waited around outside for half an hour in front of store24 -- all for a bag of Doritos because the snack machine in your building had been out of edible goods for a week.
You find yourself wondering whether a "microfridge" is so named
because it has an attached microwave or because it can barely hold a quart of milk.
The only allowed cooking implement in most residences is a hot-air popcorn popper, yet the school bookstore sells more cookware than crate & barrel.
You were told during orientation that all of the dorms are co-ed. Yet, after your third year on an all-girl's floor you're beginning to suspect that the guys are actually housed elsewhere.
You live in a triple that used to be double, and have friends who live in quads that used to be triples.
You get no greater joy than pretending you're touring BU as a prospective student.
You are called a masshole even though your from the west.
You have wondered why USC is your sister school when they have nothing in common.
You have gotten so used to construction work jack hammers no longer wake you up.
Your school is the only place on the east coast with a Jamba Juice.
You have had major discussions on why there are no all night dinners in the area.
The only math you used to help you was when you did an equation to realize how much that class you slept through cost your parents.
Your school has so many most sexually active places yet it doesn't give you free condoms.
You wonder about all the weird metal sculptures that seem to liter your campus.
If you aren't in SHA you don't know how to enter the Fuller Building, not that you would ever need to.
You are pleasantly surprised that the Dining Services computer has mysteriously given you more dining points, when in reality it is adding your convenience points to your total.
You have filled out a "How are we doing?" card just to see if the Dining hall manager will answer you.
You wonder why Towers is making popcorn at 9am.
You always wonder why the trays at West are so damn small.
You are upset that the handicap door opener at Towers hasn't worked for months.
You know that the top floors of SMG are really the secret headquarters of BU's world domination organization.
you try to tell people that a Boston Terrier is indeed a ferocious beast.
You've had to dodge a frisbee while passing Marsh Chapel.
MIT Frats houses are next door to your dorms, but BU frat houses are a T ride away.
You either have or have heard of people putting the round sex couches on the 8th floor of the HOJO to good use.
You've wondered why stands at Gov't Center and around Boston sell apparell for every school other than BU
You realize that International food nights don't really offer anything more than what you would regularly get.
You have evaluated five different forms of Mac & Cheese at five different dining halls.
You know the guy selling DVD's in the GSU is ripping you off, but you keep coming back.
Howard Stern graduated from your school and that pisses the school officials off.
The only water you drink is Aquafina. The only juice you drink is Dole and you have mixed every single one with vodka at some point...in fact, the orange juice doesn't quite taste right without it anymore.
You've ever wondered why the West Campus Dining Hall doesn't trust students enough to let them control the settings on the toaster.
You somehow got to live in Myles or Shelton as a freshman, but that means you have no friends.
You don't know whether to call it RiRas or AntuaNua.
There is an overabundance of females and yet most BU guys are single.
International Food Night merely offers the usual food, but the spices
are appropriately ethnicky.
You know that the only people swimming in the Charles are ones lacking a pulse.
You are shocked to hear that BU does indeed have a fight song. You are even more puzzled when you learn that the lyrics of the fight song clearly allude to football.
You swear some of the girls use the center aisle at the GSU as a catwalk.
You've passed through the CAS building just to stay out of the rain.
You found it truly weird when your South Campus RA thought it was a selling point that the Boston Strangler took his last victim across the street.
You have no idea what photonics are but think BU must be pretty clever to convince the federal government to give it so much money to build a building for them.
You wonder if anyone knows what photonics are but don't want to sound dumb by asking.
When you go home on vacations, at least 10 people ask you if you "Paak ya caah in Haavaad Yaad?" You resist the urge to "Smaack the baastaad.”
You're math skills have finally become useful because you have used them to figure out that if you buy two kegs and charge each party guest $5 for a cup, you and your room mates will be able to pay your utilities this month.
You know that Stage Troupe actually fits the BU definition of a cult.
You've spent more nights at IT than in your own bed-- even though you have a 3000$ computer sitting on your desk.
During finals, your diet consists of Mountain Dew, Red Bull, and those suspicious ephedra pills for 79 cents at campco.
Your school tells you how broke it is while at the same time, it somehow manages to drop nearly 2 mil to fix the fascade on the Hotel Commonwealth.
You wonder how it is possible that a hotel can be built faster than two T-stops being remodeled.
The name of your mascot comes from Gone with the Wind.
People say "random" a lot, and now you do it too.
You got the Towers epidemic.
You've walked by the parking lots on-campus during baseball season and wonder why BU allows Red Sox game parking when there's not enough parking on campus for students and faculty.
Sitting through class to think up more of these "You Still Know You're a BU student" statements is more important than listening to lecture.
You feel like you've aged 100 years waiting for that hot sandwich at D'Angelo's in the GSU.
You know someone whose sweatsuit cost more than the average girl's prom dress.
You realize that once you decide on a major which will actually ensure you get a job after college, you will no longer be allowed to study at Espresso Royale Cafe and will have to do your work at SMG Starbucks instead.
You know you go to BU when 200+ kids get sick or sent to the hospital because of the food poisoning at Towers you purposely mention it very loudly in front of all the prospective students and their parents, just so they'll know the "real deal".
You snicker about how the guest policy can’t keep you from having sex from 1AM-7AM with someone in your own dorm.
You get great amusement out of watching people run after the T, then curse when you have to do it yourself.
The weather turns nice in time for finals, just so you can't enjoy it.
You use the quickie job service to support your various drug addictions.
You note CampCo's wisdom for selling ping pong balls.
When you show this list to a pre-frosh to describe what the school is like.
You cheered aloud the night you realized the Citgo was back.
Your dining hall resembles a prison lock down come closing time.
You have to conform to Pepsi after being a Coke addict for years, and then experience with drawl symptoms, however you find yourself taking a new liking to Root Beer.
Your idea of cross-culturalism is discovering that the L.A kids get the best weed.
You've ever written BC SUCKS on the west Nickerson and meant it.
You've gotten burned by the shower water in Myles when someone else starts to shower.
You have a collection of empty alcohol bottles on display on the shelf in your dorm room closet.
Only the guys floors in Towers have paper towels in their bathroom because BU wanted to capitalize on the fact that boys don't wash their hands afterwards.
Your school paid a man lots of money to be your president... and then kicked him out, and let him keep the money, because hey, its BU.
You know someone who has been Knighted and Lorded, and has the hospital bill to prove it.
You come to think nothing of the weekly letters your RA slips under your door regarding the asbestos and vermin problems that plague your dormitory.
Your school raised tuition to compensate for the money it lost in the Enron scandal.
After first coming to Boston, you've modified your walking behavior from liesurely...to...hyperactive ferret on caffeine....just to keep up with everybody else on Comm. Ave.
You know what a "Charles River White Fish" is....and you know to stay away!
The rules say you're not allowed to have pets in the dorms, but there happens to be a cute little mouse living under your 'fridge that you named Joe.
At orientation they won't pay for the movie that they take you to, but will give you shiney T token!
You go through massive caffeine withdrawal during the summer months because there is no way you’re actually going to pay cash for Starbucks.
You’ve found yourself stranded in the center of the road in Kenmore
Square because you misjudged the lights.
You’ve spent endless hours trying to convince your friends from other schools that broomball is not curling.
You've heard the phrase "It's so BU..." used to refer to something that is either ridiculously expensive or lacking common sense, or both.
You know your a BU student when you utterly hate sports but make one
exception to become a die-hard Red Sox fan.
You've walked through both CAS and STH not to just get out of the rain, but to avoid losing an eye to a designer umbrella
Yhe red sox ALDS, ALCS, and World Series games provide direct conflict to your midterm studying schedule
Your professors let you out of class a bit early in order to catch the beginning of 5 o'clock red sox games
You cross comm ave to the other sidewalk because "no, I don't have a minute for masspirg!"
You’ve spotted the radiation sign pointing out the fallout shelter in the CAS building and wondered how many people would fit in it.
You've described how to get to places on campus (especially danielsen) simply by pointing.
You've had to explain to a cabbie that beacon is a one way street, and no he did not pick the right way (even though you've lived here for a month).
You've gotten yelled at for not "swiping and showing".
You will never EVER walk across the seal.
You've been politely asked to leave T anthony's because you're very loud, and very drunk.
You have random doors behind your dresser but they are bolted shut and you have tried to open them so you could get into your neighbors room easier.
Your floor's common room is almost as big as the elevator but its locked anyway.
You take a Herald and Boston Globe EVERY morning just because they are free but you have created a fire hazard because they are stacked on the floor in your room.
You think that the St. Paul Street and Babcock Street stops are absolutely worthless until you have to use them yourself.
Your stadium only has bleachers on one side of the field.
You have wondered what the flags on the Agganis arena are for and tried to find patterns in the colors.
You know your school might be the only one in the world that is going to have a lazy river in its sports complex when it opens.
Your band rehearses on the roof of an abandoned warehouse.
You have walked into a random parking garage and the back of CVS trying to find the elevator in the Writing Center and realize its around a few more corners.
You feel special that your campus isn't one big circle but hate the fact that you have to walk 2 miles to get home.
Your elevator has displayed the number six for any floor it is on,has been used as a means of celebration after Sox games by ringing the emergency bells, has dropped more than three floors and continued upward, has skipped over your floor 3 times in a row, or has had the doors open between the floors and you have tried to escape as they close again.
You have repeatedly tried to bleach your curtains and your "closet door" but they are still look like someone peed on them.
You have a dial on the radiator in your room that spins but doesnt actually change the heat.
You get really upset when one of your favorite songs is playing before a soccer game and they shut it off.
Half of your room is cinderblock and the other half is panelled and your roommate can hang picture frames but you can't.
You think they should paint the BU Bridge red just because.
You walk by the BU day care on west campus all the time but never see
any children playing no matter what time of day.
You got excited when they gave out free gifts at orientation and Matriculation because you thought you were actually getting something
for having paid 42,000 dollars.
You have girls bathrooms with urinals in them and boys bathrooms that
don't have them.
You hysterically laugh at Californians who are dressed for a hike on
Mount Everest when its 45 degrees and you wonder what they will do come January.
You are REQUIRED to take a class and ALL of the classes are full.
Your school frowns upon drinking yet sells shot glasses at Campco.
Your school could create a class in Acronym Studies and almost every student would pass.
You can sign up early for a Kerberos password but have to change it a
month after school starts.
You tell your friends you live on West Campus and they get off the T at BU West and realize they have to walk another 4 blocks.
You spend two hours reading all of the "You know you go to BU when" lists, when you should really be writing your midterm paper that's due tomorrow.
You come home wasted, the escalator is turned off and you wonder if you should just sleep on it.
You've drunkingly stepped into a pitch black elevator that doesnt show what floor ur on, and been scared to death.
You get better cell phone reception at the basement of an 18 floor building than at the top floor.
You buy half your groceries from the fridge at Late Night because they take dining points.
You've wondered how they can charge so much for tuition and still stock only single-ply toilet paper, and no paper towels.
You check for the free dryers.
You have two consecutive classes further away from each other than you ever walked at home.
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