It seems like I never really get much sleep during the school year. There were a handful of nights that I spent in the library studying, but that isn't exactly why I never slept. I'm in college; I'm young and I want to have fun. I may or may not have a problem, but I tend to go out three to four nights a week, and I know I am not the only one. Those nights tend to make class the next morning a little bit difficult.

Here's what going to class looks like after an eventful night out.

1. Hair on top of head

I'm not gonna lie, I did choose to sleep 20 extra minutes over taking a shower. I did use deodorant, though, no worries there. And my hair was clean... yesterday. Now it is in a lovely knot on the top of my head. Believe it or not, I don't always look like this. Shocking, I know.

2. Last night's makeup

I thought going with a smokey-eye look last night was great, but now I'm having second thoughts. Maybe I should've washed my face before class? Although, that would have cut down on my beauty rest, and judging from what I saw in the mirror a few minutes ago, I need all the beauty rest I can get. Holy bags.

3. Oversized shirts and Nike shorts

This has become the most basic white girl look, like, ever. I don't always dress like a homeless 12 year old boy, but when I do, it's after a rough night. And yes, I am wearing pants. Is this a shack shirt? That's one thing I'll never tell.

4. Sunglasses, all the time

My eyes are already questionably red and I think my hands are shaking? And When did the sun get so bright? I can barely see because I'm squinting so hard. Make it stop. No chance I'll be putting in my contacts, which means I'll be blind as a bat. Sunglasses are a must. Do I look like a tool? Because I feel like a tool.

5. Giant coffee + a bagel + water

Water is my best friend; I'm casually carrying around a gallon of it. I'm also spending 5 dollars on a venti coffee, which is perfectly fine, since I barely slept. And as for the bagel, I need some carbs in my stomach so I don't throw up. Breathe in through the nose, out through the mouth. You can do it. Yes, I am hungover. At this point, it must be pretty obvious.

6. Reading over your drunk texts

It's quite scary when you finally sit down in class, grab your phone, and click on the messages icon. Let's see how big of a fool I was last night and read all the dumb, embarrassing things I said. Ex-boyfriend? Check. Mom? Always. Best friend? Duh. Coherent? Never. Also, how many times can you call someone without be considering a stalker? Asking for a friend...

7. Is the clock even moving?

I swear I've been sitting here for three hours but the clock begs to differ. 10:30AM class was a bad idea, accounting was an even worse idea, and the fact that it's an hour and fifteen minutes long, well, that's the icing on the freaking cake. Help, I can barely keep my eyes open.

8. Pop quiz? On what?

This guy must not know that 80 percent of the kids in this class are extremely hungover. I can barely talk right now; I'm honestly just glad I actually made it here. Besides, I don't even think you taught us how to do a balance sheet. Or I might just not have been paying attention, which is equally as likely. Here goes nothing.

9. Praying no one sees me walk home right now

Walk fast, keep your head down, do not dare glance up. This is not an attractive look and I need to avoid people at all costs. If Jason sees me like this, wow, that would not be good. Almost there. Annnnnnnd there's Jason. Hi Jason. HA HA, I hate myself. He probably won't be texting me tonight after seeing how hideous I look right now.

10. Ah, my bed

What a great day in accounting, I learned... nothing. Now, I'm going to lay in bed and try to piece together what happened last night. Advil, water and a trashcan all at my bed side. This is what death feels like, huh.

Last night was so fun, from what I remember, at least. Today? Not so fun. Am I going to do it all over tonight? Obviously. You can catch me tomorrow morning in Calc looking like hell. Last night: 10, Me: 0.