Pulling all-nighters in college is common, but that’s not cool in itself, what makes it cool is bragging excessively about it the next day. Like, “Hey man, I’ve been up for 34 hours, and it’s great!” or “Dude, I’m like totally out of it right now, but it feels awesome, oh by the way, I’ve been up for like 40 hours man… it rocks.” While they’re saying this, it has to sound like a drunk kind of tired voice, just kind of like letting it spill out of the mouth.
Pulling all-nighters is not like it is in high school. In college it’s a lot more fun because college people usually have group all-nighters. So what does exactly go on during the night? Answer: drinking, partying, doing stupid things, taking dumb pictures, texting, playing video games, and NOT doing anything productive.
The bragging aspect of this allows college people to sort of recuperate and to just sound like they’re deviant and don’t follow the rules. Like, “Look at me, I’m cool dude, this rocks.” Or something like that, but mostly it’s just the stupidness of it and lack of reason that does it though. It’s all good.
Dude, this sh*t sucks so bad.
I look forward to your views on these topics:
- studying
- finals week
- waiting until getting married to have sex
- buying used textbooks
- movie posters
- majoring in business
This blog is the worst ever…wtf
SO SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DELETE YOURSELF FROM THE INTERNETS
why?
why delete your blog? maybe because you are just a copycat and a bad one at that.
This crap isn’t even funny. Waste of space.
i stayed up for 72 hours once
Hahahaha,
This is the worst site ever. I’m sorry. Normally I don’t leave comments on things but the awfulness of the site has made me speak up.
You can’t write. I am sorry. Move on. Do something else.
Jesus Christ! What the fuck is your problem?? Are you all from that blog and don’t like that there are now copy blogs? Who gives a shit. I’ve already seen a stuff black people like blog. I didn’t lose my fucking mind on their blog.
Maybe you wouldn’t read like such a pathetic loser if you weren’t intellectually outclassed by dead sheep.
To sum up: you are about as smart as your rubber bow tie and two left shoes suggest, Bozo. Now, go curl back up in your corner, and continue chewing on your toenails.
you are wrong.
Oh yeah, it’s all fun and games until you’re diagnosed with bipolar disorder, which typically happens sophmore year.