Having Two Siblings Is Way Better Than One

I am sure there are cases to be made by every family, as to why the amount of kids they have is the perfect amount. An only child, two children with huge age gaps, two children close in age, one set of twins, etc.

However, I’m here to make the case for why having two siblings(two sisters in my case) is the greatest blessing you’ll ever have.

When you have two siblings, you have two people to learn from. If you have one sibling, either you will do exactly what they do, or exactly the opposite of what they do. Growing up with two older sisters who were complete opposites in personality allowed me to watch them both go through trial and error in their own ways. I got to see them react in two different ways to the exact same situation and then see which reaction got the best results. Learning from two different people’s successes and failures can be much more constructive than seeing more than two or just one.

For example, my one sister always waited until the last minute to do everything. Whether it be homework, chores, or even just getting ready in the morning. She waited until the last minute and rushed to get everything done on time. On the other hand, my other sister did everything early. She would wake up close to two hours before she had to leave the house in order to ensure enough time to get ready, homework/studying was done days in advance, and chores she did the second she got home.

I watched my sisters both grow up with these two completely different habits, and I saw how their decisions played out.

My sister who waited and rushed would get grounded for not having chores done in time, would be late to all of her events cause she was finishing her hair, and as far as school went, she still got good grades but she was always stressed last-minute with assignments that piled up. My other sister was always early, she rarely got grounded, was always early to events, and got good grades as well but she also was also tired and never stayed out late due to her early wake-up time and had little if no time for a social life.

From watching them, I decided I would go right in the middle; I am early when it comes to doing things but not too early. I give myself just the right amount of time so I am not rushed but not too early either.

When you have two siblings, you are able to relate your personal interests and beliefs to two different people.

One sibling might be your go-to for advice and funny stories about relationships, and one sibling might be your go-to for music and stress. You do not have to throw all of your baggage on one person, and you do not have to force bonds that are not there. You can split yourself between two people who have to be nice to you. My one sister is who I go to as more of a friend; we hang out all the time and have mutual friends. She is the one who knows everything going on in my social life and is who I do all my venting about friends and boys too. My other sister is the more serious one; she is who I go to when I need advice on school, work, and anything with the family. She is also my at-home friend, we have movie and game nights weekly.

When you have two siblings, you have someone to go to when you are not getting along with the other one. If one sibling is being mean, as siblings do, you have another one to go to. You don’t have to put all of your eggs in one basket.

If one sibling does not want to hang out, you have a backup.

When you have two siblings, it is easy to divide your time between them. It is also easy to not get bored of just one. You don’t have to feel like you need to write down concrete plans to get time in with all of your siblings, but you also are able to change it up if you’ve been around one too much. I know with my sisters, it’s not hard to make time for both but I also know there is one I spend more time with usually cause the other one is driving me nuts but also because we are closer in age so we just tend to get along a little better.

When you have two siblings, you get a chance to know and love people who are different from you in so many ways but also just like you in so many others.

You are able to empathize and understand the different ways people deal with stress, fear, joy, and anxiety because you’ve had a lifetime of watching two other people deal with everything in their own way. I have seen two different reactions to breakups, friendships, family divorces, school, and work that I have been able to adjust how I interact with all of the things that come my way. My older sister is described as the serious one, my middle sister is the laid-back one, and I am described as both. I know when to be serious and at other times, I know how to be laid back. This is from years of watching them both and smashing together two different personality traits into one.

When you have two siblings, you start to see them in you. You see the good and the bad of each of them inside you. Having two amazing and frustrating, different, and similar siblings have molded you into the person you are today.

When you have two siblings, you have double the lessons, double the fights, and most importantly, double the love.

10 Booze Filled Versions of Classic Childhood Games

1. Red Rover

Old game: Two teams of people stand in parallel lines holding hands. Each team takes turns choosing the supposedly scrawniest player and then singing “Red Rover, Red Rover, Send [selected weakling] right over!” The chosen run turns really fast towards them trying the break the grasp of two player’s hands until someone inevitably sprains a wrist and the game is officially banned from the playground.

New game: Same, but with drunk people. If you do not make it through the chain, DRINK.

2. H.O.R.S.E.

Old game: Players take turns being the leader and throwing a basketball into the hoop in various ways. Once the leader makes a shot, the second player must copy the same distance/posture/etc. and try to make the same shot. For each miss, the player gets a letter starting with H then O then R and so forth. The first player who gets HORSE loses.

New game: Given you do not make the shot in this version not only do, you get a letter you also get to take a shot. Additionally if you are the leader and everyone makes the same shot as you, you do not get a letter, but itis your turn to drink. You will be surprised how much easier it is to shoot a weird free throw after a few. However, see how long it takes before you forget how to spell HORSE.

3. Heads Up, Seven Up

Old game: Seven players from a group are chosen to go to the front of the room. Sitting players put their heads down and thumbs up. The chosen ones walk around the room and touch the thumb of one player. When seven thumbs have been touched, the selected seated players have to try to guess which chosen one tapped their thumb. In case they guess correctly, they get to be a chooser. Everyone cheats.

New game: If you do not guess your picker, you drink. Alternatively, if the person you picked guesses right, you drink!

4. Simon Says

Old game: “Simon” makes various ridiculous and humiliating demands by barking out “Simon Says (insert weird action).” Players are legally obligated to perform all actions that are preceded by “Simon Says” but if Simon tries to trick them by saying a command without that preface, and they fall for the cruel trick, they are out.

New game: “Simon says do a shot of Jaeger.” “Simon says shotgun a beer.” “Simon says spin in a circle.” You try spinning in a circle after shot gunning a beer.. It is not easy.

5. Telephone

Old game: Players sit in a line or circle. One person whispers a sentence or phrase into the ear of the player next to them. That player whispers whatever they heard to the next person and so on until the last player says the phrase aloud, which is usually something nonsensical and unrelated to the original statement.

New game: Same, except players are seated in order of intoxication with the drunkest person as the originator. Whatever garbled nonsense they say in the beginning will become something more coherent by the last sober person.

6. Spoons

Old game: Everyone sits in a circle around spoons (one spoon less than the number of participating players). The dealer starts the game by giving each player four cards. Then the dealer draws a card from the top of the deck. They can either keep that card, or give it away, but regardless they must pass a card to the person sitting to their left. This process continues as the dealer continues drawing cards and the players pass the cards around. The first player with four of a kind draws a spoon. Once one spoon is drawn, all the spoons are up for grabs and it becomes a game of reflexes to grab a spoon before there are none left. Whoever does not get a spoon is out of the game.

New game: Have each player fill a red solo cup. Once they reach four of a kind, the player must chug the contents of the cup, then proceed to play flip-cup. Once they have successfully flipped their cup, the player can grab a spoon. However, once the players notice that one player has started drinking, they too can start chugging, the same way as normal spoons. It is then a race to the finish to get a spoon.

7. Catch phrase

Old game: In this game, you are holding a device where a word or phrase comes up, and you have to describe it for your team members to get them to guess it correctly before the timer goes off.

New game: Let’s say you accidentally say the word or part of the phrase while you are describing it, you drink. If one of your teammates guesses the word or phrase correctly before time expires, that person gets to pick out a member of the opposing team and make them drink. If you skip a word or phrase because you think it is too tough, your entire team drinks. If your team fails to guess the word or phrase before your time expires, your entire team drinks.

8. 20 Questions

Old game: One player thinks of a person, place or thing, and the other players get to ask ‘yes’ or ‘no’ questions to guess what it is. The object of the game is to guess correctly before using up 20 questions.

New game: During the question and answer period, if a question is not asked in the ‘yes’ or ‘no’ format, the asker drinks. If the asking team does not guess correctly after using up their 20 questions, that entire team drinks. If the asking team guesses correctly, then the team that came up with the word or phrase drinks.

9. Charades

Old game: You have each player write down a movie, book title, famous person, an animal, place, etc. These are then put into a bowl. Players are split into two teams. On your team’s turn, one player draws a slip from the bowl and must act out what is written without speaking. Teammates then guess until they correctly name the character, or the allotted time runs out.

New game: Every incorrect answer guessed by the team is a sip for that guesser. Incase the other team guesses correctly, your whole team drinks. If your team cannot guess the word before time runs out, your team drinks. If after a losing turn, both teams believe the ‘acting’ was so poor, then they can punish that player with a rotten tomato drink – a drink determined at the beginning of play but reserved for just this occasion.

10. Hot Potato

Old game: Members would sit in a circle and pass around a potato or other object while music played in the background. When the music stopped, whoever was holding said object was eliminated from the game.

New game: Partiers should sit or stand in a circle and pick a song that everyone knows well. Fill a flask with your drink of choice and seal it tightly – make sure nothing will spill! When the group begins to sing the chorus, pass the flask around the circle. Whoever is stuck with the flask when the chorus ends has to drink. Bottoms up!

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You Were Right, I Was Too Good for You

In the beginning, you always joked that I was way out of your league. You would say that I could do better and that you did not deserve me.

I would always say you were crazy and wrong because I wanted to believe it was not true. However, looking back now, I see now just how right you were.

You lacked a basic respect for other human beings, you treated people as if they were no better than the dirt you walk on but then expected to be treated like a king in return.

No matter how much I tried to encourage you to be open-minded, you went through life as if the world owed you something.

You thought you deserved all of this greatness but then refused to put in the effort to earn it. You were judgmental; full of yourself and sometimes, just flat out mean.

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To The Little Girl In Soccer Cleats

Your journey as a soccer player has just begun and your parents along with coaches already have such high expectations for you.

You are being exposed to so many new things like meeting new people who will become your best friends down the line.

You get to cheer on your teammates and in return hear the satisfying sound of parents cheering you on as the ball hits the back of the net. You’ll get praised for being exhausted while covered in dirt and sweat from head to toe.

Of course, in the moment, the extremely hot games in the summer or freezing cold practices in the snow won’t seem to be worth it. But somehow, hearing your name get called to come receive your trophy for winning the championship game or being declared MVP makes you regret ever letting the thought of quitting enter your mind. As you continue through the years of hard work and dedication that comes with this amazing sport, here’s a few things to keep in mind:

Appreciate the coaches you hate:

You’ll have coaches that will yell at you, make you run laps after losing a game and continue to push you even when you say you can’t possibly run another lap.

Thank those coaches for they are the ones who will push you to be a better player. They are who you should thank when you’re being handed that championship trophy or varsity letter years down the road.

These are the coaches who dedicated their time and energy to make you into the best player you could possibly be. You may hate them now, but one day you’ll be thanking them.

Cherish every bruise and injury you obtain from the game:

After a long game, you’ll be sore and look down to see bruises and cuts covering your legs. You won’t even remember when you received them or be able to keep count of every time you fell down. If you do remember you were probably too busy laughing off the fall and the dirt on your butt to even feel the pain. Wear those bruises, cuts, and injuries proudly for they are your battle scars.

You received them doing something you love, fighting for that winning goal. You might be in pain but every bruise and cut is worth it. One day you will miss being sore and miss the bruises because they meant you were playing the game you loved.

Thank your family for being at every game cheering you on.

While you were complaining about freezing, you were able to do a few laps or jump around a bit to keep your body temperature up.

Your parents, and siblings, sat through every game in the freezing temperatures bundled up in a blanket or in the blazing heat sweating their butts off just to watch you play. It is such a nice feeling to look into the crowd and see your family chanting your name.

You’re lucky compared to the players who don’t have parents who come to every game.

You can’t win them all

Don’t be the team who refuses to shake hands with the winners. Don’t be a sore loser saying that the other team paid the ref off or that they must of cheated. Don’t leave a game crying or take out a loss on your teammates or coaches. Remember to always play for the love of the game, not for what the scoreboard says when the buzzer sounds.

Just because you didn’t score as many points as the other team doesn’t mean you lost. If you left everything you had out on the field and played with all of your heart then it’s a win no matter what the scoreboard may say.

Be thankful that you are able to play the sport of soccer.

Not everyone is able to play this sport, so be glad you have the chance to. Soccer will teach you so many great things. You will meet so many new people, some of which will become your best friends and extended family. You get a chance to learn patience and teamwork while doing something you love. It’s a chance to learn a new skill, a skill others don’t have. You’ll learn to stay calm under the pressure of taking a penalty kick and learn to make friends with strangers, even if it’s a player on the opposing team. As you grow older, you’re able to watch your speed get faster and the balls you kick go further and further. Although now you may just see this as just another sport, in a few years you will realize that it’s not just another sport it’s your sport. you will realize how much it actually means to you and when you play that final game and take your cleats off for the last time your heart will break a little. it will feel like a piece of you is gone, something you’ve known for so long is over. You’ll regret every practice you skipped, every time you thought of giving up, every coach you told to suck it, and every ref you told off, you’ll do anything to just play one more game. You will realize just how worth it all the years of saying “I can’t, I have soccer??? were.

As you continue to play the next few years, I hope you fall in love with this sport as much as I have. You’ll fall in love with everything from your very first goal all the way down to your horrible tan lines.

Every win, every loss, every tear, every drop of sweat will contribute to the amazing memories and friends you’ll walk away with. Give the game your all and I promise you won’t regret it.

A Letter to My Guy Bestfriends Girlfriend

I know how scary it can be to start dating a guy and realize he spends 50% of his time with another girl. In this case, that girl is me. People have this idea that a guy and girl cannot be just friends, well there wrong and my best friend and I are proof of that. I want to start out by saying, I am not a threat.

However, with that said, I may be a girl, but I will protect him with my whole being. If anything were to happen to him, my best friend mode will instantly kick in and I will put him before myself in any situation. Saying I would take a bullet for him is an understatement.

I want to like you. I would even like us to be friends but in order for that to happen you need to see me as one of his boys and not your competition; I need you to promise to never tell him he cannot hangout with me. Trust me, I will give you two plenty of time together, fore I want time with my own boyfriend as well. However,I need a little best friend time every now and then.

Honestly, I just want him happy. I want that more that for him more than anything else in this world. I remember the day he called me about you. Asking my advice on what he should do. Should he give it a chance? Did I think you were pretty? Were you too young for him? I could hear the excitement in his voice and could picture the grin that went across his face when I told him you seemed great and to go for it.

He is my best friend, but I will have your back on many things. When you get mad at him when he keeps wearing that shirt from his ex, guess whose job it will be to explain why? I will help him plan surprises or the perfect date or how to say he is sorry. I will scope out that new coworker of his and warn him not to get drunk around her. I will help him pick out gifts and avoid getting that horrendous sweater he picks out. Trust me; I have been his accomplice in everything from trying to beat the same level on a video game for a week straight to preparing for his big job interview. Of course, I am going to be his accomplice in this too.

I need you to understand that yes, I do love him. Sometimes more than myself.

I love him as a brother. I care about him more than most, because he is a brotherly figure in my life. I smile and laugh when he does something stupid, I get emotional and swell up with pride when he accomplishes things, and I cry when something bad could or has happened to him. I worry when he does dangerous things. I get an overwhelming sense of joy when I am around him, because girl and guy best friend relationships are genuine and hard to find. I was there when he graduated from college and got his first real job. I was the one he called crying when his grandpa passed away. I was there through his last breakup and every horrible tinder date in between that and now. So do not panic when you see texts from me saying things like “Happy Birthday, I love you” or “Have a great day at work, love ya!” It is a sister brother type of love that is irreplaceable.

You should never let him go. I would never look at him in a romantic way, but his qualities are ones you should never let go. He has a tender side, as every guy should. He hugs me when I need it, or calls me when he senses something is wrong. He can make you laugh, without being insulting. He knows the perfect advice to give in situations. He is always the first to sniff out a bad guy when he sees one, but also gives people a chance when needed. He can set you straight and get you back on track, and be harsh when he has to. He does not sugar coat things and he knows how to hangout drama free and just have a goodtime.

There may be many you’s, but there always be a me. Who knows, you two may last forever. However, the one thing I do know is I will always be a part of his life. If you to ever break up, I am the one who’ll have to pick up the pieces. I will have to listen to him get weepy over every song that makes him think of you. When he tries to send you one of those pathetic I hate you-I miss you texts late at night, I am the one who will have to grab the phone out of his hands before he hits send. Throughout your relationship, I will automatically treat you like a sister, but he will always come before you to me, and I will always be in his life. I will love you like a fellow best friend, but just like those instincts, you hurt him, I hurt you. I am not in his life to be a threat to his love life, because I could not be happier when he is happy. As long as you make my best friend happy, you have made me happy.

With that being said, I will always accept you with open arms. My best friend has been my best friend, for many years. I only wish that no girl tries to take that away from me. I am not the type of girl, who gets jealous or tries to ruin relationships, I love when he finally gets a girl! I could be either your fave girl or your worst nightmare. I wish to have a relationship with you also, like doing girly things I cannot drag him to do with me. I hope you equally accept me, and understand I will always be here for you. If you ever needed advice on how to handle him, (it can be hard sometimes) or to just talk something out about what is going on, who better to know or understand than me. Because every girlfriend knows, when you date him, you also date his best friend. It is just a package deal.
I wish you two the best, because I love seeing him happy when he talks about you.

I Will Never Stop Falling and I Promise I Am All In

Until I met you, I never understood when people said they fall in love with their significant other all over again every time they see them, or that they fall harder every single day. I never thought this was possible. Then you came along and I finally get to experience what they were talking about first hand. I now know that I will never finish falling in love with you.

Now five month into our relationship you would think I would have you memorized by now. With every question answered, But you just always keep me learning something new. It is like every day with you is still a mystery or a sweet surprise. I never know what new thing I will learn about you or what cute thing you do will become my new favorite memory. Five months later and I am still falling like the day I first met you.

It is hard to explain what it feels like to be continuously falling for someone. To fall more and more in love every day. It is rolling over in the middle of the night to see you fast asleep next to me and feeling so lucky that you are mine. It is worrying every time you leave my house to drive home or wanting to know every detail about your day. It is the way you take care of me when I am drunk or sick or simply just having a bad day. It is me worrying when you stay up late and are tired the next day, or when you skip a meal during the day.

It’s still wanting to hold your hand as we walk through the store or refusing to fall asleep until I hear you say goodnight. It is refusing to pullout of your driveway until I receive a kiss good bye. It is the way your smile can make my worse mood better or how your laugh is my favorite sound. It is how everyday a new memory is made between us. It is all the late night drives, the I love you’s, I miss you’s and kisses goodnight. The way that a name I never thought twice about is now my favorite and always will be.

Falling in love all over again every day is wanting to spend all of my free time with you. My favorite moments and memories always include you. It does not matter what we are doing. We could be going out on a fancy date or just staying in to cuddle on the couch. I know that the thought of anything-bad happening to you makes my heart drop down into my stomach. The idea of losing you or you being taken away from me makes me sick to my stomach.

You know the moments when I am so mad at you I only send one letter text messages if I even reply at all or I give you the silent treatment and leave the room? I still love you in those moments. I love you in every moment of every day. I love you more today then I did yesterday and I will love you more tomorrow then I do today. I promise to never let us go to bed angry and to tell you I love you and apologize if I do something wrong.

Life with you is just one adventure after another. An adventure that I never want to end. I want to spend my entire life making memories with you. You make me the happiest girl ever and I cannot wait to have a future with you. All of the forehead kisses, tickle fights, exchange how our days went, all of the plans we make and new adventures we take. All the times you make me laugh or feel like the luckiest girl alive. It is all of these things and so much more that leaves no doubt in my mind that I will never finish falling in love with you.

So here I am. Still wanting you. Still all in and still falling. I still get nervous and butterflies when I see you, I still dream about this, about us, about our future. And after every night falling asleep holding you, after every good morning text, after all the things we’ve been through, after every day and every minute that has passed this still feels like something new. I am still learning and still falling.

I will forever still be falling.

An Open Letter To The Ex I Know I Hurt

It has been a while. I have not talked to you or contacted you in some time because I do not want to hurt you any longer. I constantly wonder how you are and if you have found it in your heart to forgive me. If I were you, I do not think I could. I hurt you a longtime ago, and I will live with that regret for the rest of my life. Things were not what they could have been, and I realize now it was me who was in the wrong. Despite how hard I wanted to believe that you were the one who ruined us, I realize now that it was all me. You gave us your all and I could never do the same.

I can never take back what I did or the pain I caused you. I know how horrible I was to you. I lied. I went behind your back. I said horrible things. I made everything out to be your fault, and blamed you for it all. Worst of all, I left. You kept holding on through all of the pain I caused you, you kept fighting and giving me chance after chance and in the end I walked away.

Some days I find myself wondering what you are up to, and if you ever think about what I am doing. How are your classes going? Did you end up passing that class with the professor you hated? How is your family? I am sure they hate me know, but I could never thank them enough for welcoming me with open arms. Did you ever end up moving out? Is college making you happy? How is your dog? These are some questions I would ask if I got the chance to speak with you again. You treated me amazing. Too amazing. I took you for granted and now that you are gone, I see where I went wrong. Everything I wanted, you gave me. I never reciprocated. You deserve way more than I ever offered you, and if I could go back and change what I did to hurt you, I would do so in a heartbeat. I think about it now and wish I could take it all back. You were my best friend, I loved your family and I loved all of the time I spent with you. Do not ever think I did not. That is one thing I do not ever want you to question, because I truly enjoyed our relationship and I loved you as a person.

I hope you are doing well and that school is all you wished for it to be. I hope that you found a girl that truly loves you and wants to spend every minute of the day with you. Do not ever look back and always follow your dreams because I know one day you will be living the life you have always wanted. One day I hope I will see you again, and I will know that you are happy, that you have found the right life for yourself. You will thrive in the job of your dreams and live by the ocean, because that is what you have always wanted. Know that you have an amazing personality, a giving heart, and a generous way about you that will get you far in life. Know that all I did to you will haunt me continuously, and that none of it was ever fair to you.

Do not take life for granted because it can slip out of your fingertips at any moment. I should have realized this before I had already let you go. I was stupid, selfish and naive. I did not think about how you felt and that is something I still regret to this day. I will regret it for the rest of my life, because I know it left a lasting impact on you. I blame myself for everything and I hope that soon enough we can look back and forgive. I know you will never forget, I know the hurt that you still feel. We have been without each other for almost a year now, soon your birthday will come and I won’t know whether to text you. I hope you are doing well too. Enjoy all that life has to offer you and be the man I know you are. I hope one day you will be willing to accept me back into your heart as a friend.

With all of that said, I do regret what I did to hurt you and I am truly sorry for all of the pain I caused. However, I do not regret walking away. You deserve so much more than I could give you, and I know that you will be truly happier with someone else. I could never be the girl you wanted me to be and I realize now that that is okay because someone else will be without even trying. I found someone now who makes me so happy. I feel as if I do not even have to try with him, as if I can be my complete self, which is something I never felt with you. Therefore, yes I regret ending things the way I did and leaving you broken in the process. However, I do believe we were meant to walk our separate ways. My path was meant to lead me to the new boy in my life. The one who makes me smile with just a simple hello. In addition, I know in my heart, that you will find that same happiness too if you have not already.

Good luck in life, you will go far. Best wishes.

11 Things You Know If You Are a Commuter Trying To Park On Campus

One of the worst parts about commuting is not the drive. It is not the cost of gas and the parking pass. It is not even the missing school bonding and activities. It is the parking lot. The parking lot has been the worst thing about being a commuter student. Here are eleven things you know to be true if you are a commuter trying to park on campus.

Having to leave early in order to allow time to drive around aimlessly looking for a spot.

You have to give yourself at least 20 extra minutes to find a spot to park on campus that does not force you to walk a mile to your class. If I wanted the exercise, I would go to the gym. Walking a mile to class? No thanks.

2. Getting there an hour before your class begins and still not finding a spot.

The worst part is, you woke up for nothing. You also spent over 100 bucks on a parking spot just to be late to your thousand-dollar class you are also paying for. Wonderful, right?

3. Stalking someone simply to take his or her spot

We all do it. Seeing someone walking towards the parking lot and instantly starting to follow behind them doing 5mph waiting for him or her to get to their car. Sitting behind there spot with your turn signal on ready to ram anyone’s car who tries to get in your way.

4. Bragging to your classmates about the spot you managed to snag

You know the look. It's the one you give to the others driving around still searching for a spot or to the fellow classmate who runs into class ten minutes late venting about the parking lot being full.

5. Having to settle for a spot that is 20 minutes walking distance away from your class because you were five minutes later than usual

I honestly do just suck it up a lot because I am always late. I decide to walk the mile because I really do need the exercise and we all know I am not stepping foot in the gym. Besides it is my own damn fault for insisting that I still have time to stop for coffee on the way to campus when I am already twenty minutes late leaving my house.

6. Making your own spot

When you have five minutes to be in class you park in the first open space you see whether that be the grass, the sidewalk or the middle of the road. You do what you have to do and pay the ticket later. Unless you are one of those people that makes their own spot and doesn’t get tickets. Please, teach me your ways because when I do that, I get like twenty tickets at onetime.

7. Not being able to open your door because the car next to you doesn’t believe in personal space

The least you can do is buy me dinner before you decide to go rubbing your door all up on mine.

8. Racing a car on the other side of the parking lot to the last empty space

You win some and you lose some. I especially tend to lose on the Monday mornings when I have an 8am.

9. Praying that you will find a spot every morning before you leave the house

There is nothing like getting down on your knees and begging to find a parking spot when you arrive on campus. Some days when I am feeling extra desperate, I even promise to give up coffee in return for a front row spot, knowing damn well I will not no matter how good the spot I find is.

10. The car that takes up two spaces

The more expensive the car, the shittier it is parked. You can tell a douche bag when they hog two spots, and two good spots at that. And don’t even get me started on trucks..

11. Pulling out at the end of the day

Nothing feels better then starting your car and leaving campus after a mile long walk to your car when your day is done. Until you get home and realize you have to do it all again tomorrow that is.

Author: Coffeeaddict99