Collins Warren

You put on your all-black outfit, all clothes you don’t mind getting glow stick fluid on and shoes that will hopefully protect your toes from getting trampled. This isn’t your first go round, and you know what to be prepared for. You briefly consider smearing on some eye black, too, but you toss the idea. You don’t want to look like you’re trying too hard; leave that to O-Staff, who will be wearing every piece of white clothing they own.

Life sucks, and then you die. If you disagree with this statement (I tend to also), then you are disagreeing with most of the works that professors and critics deem worthy of the name literature.