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every second of everyday sitting the those awful, extremely uncomfortable, pos chairs staring at the wall sleeping with my eyes open (sometimes closed)
Just wait until college and you're trying to do all of this with a raging Old Milwaukee/Taco Bell hangover after doing the walk of shame from Tondalaya Lipshits house hoping you can slide into your 8:00 AM Anthro 100 lecture praying nobody notices you smell like hot garbage.
Keep in mind, I've personally never experienced this, but my hick roomate used to tell me it was HELL!