#11. Claiming to "live" in the library

If the librarians started charging rent, they could make a fortune.

It's that time of year again where most of us can confess to forgetting what our own roommates look like, since we have "adopted" new ones--namely that guy who also never leaves the "quiet room" overlooking the pond, and that girl from your English class who always provides you with distracting YouTube videos, like "60 black ghetto names" or "Throw it on the ground".

It's that time of year where our backpacks not only contains books and lunch, but also breakfast, dinner, almost-midnight snack, slippers, "evening wear", an extra toothbrush, deodorant, pillow, sleeping bag, and $50 dollars "caffeine" fund.

But as much as I hate spending all day in the library, there is a certain "coolness" that seems to come from being part of the "library crowd". For example, when someone claims to "live" in the library, one immediately conjures up images of them studying for hours surrounding by all their best friends ... the university equivalent to a slumber party. I mean, library study sessions and slumber parties both involve snacks, exhaustion, and many, many stupid inside jokes and ab-working giggle fits that only make sense when you are completely stressed and exhausted.

Claiming to "live" in the library seems to be "THE THING" to do nowadays. This must be a Nip thing, because in highschool, living in the library was the opposite of cool. It was in a different universe than cool. But word on the street nowadays is the library is the place to be.

But if you're looking for me, I won't be there. In the geography department, the GIS lab is the cool place. But don't get me started on that ...