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But wait, during your struggle carrying a box full of your underwear, which have now fallen all over the ground outside your door, someone lends a hand. Donned in your best move in attire—ripped sweats, an oversized and stained t-shirt, and tears—you aren’t really in the mood to make friends. And that is when you realize, fuck, your neighbor is hot.

I feel like our entire lives are centered around planning for an interview. Whether it’s for an internship, job, a relationship (LOLZ, THE PROFESSION OF LOVE) we all have to handle the pre-jitters that comes about when we’re en route to talk to someone one-on-one.

Unfortunately, I don’t like or believe in numbers or statistics to give out facts, but what I do know is a great lyric when I hear one.

Unpaid. The dreaded word so many college students, and some post-grads, hate to see next to any job opportunity they’re vying for.

Here are some of the stupidest, and not at all effective, ways in which I tried to shrink my waist a lil’ bit.

I say probably, because let’s be real, the night escaped you a little bit.

I’ll be the first to admit that ‘budget’ wasn’t really a word I used frequently at the beginning of my college career. Sure, I would always make a note to go for the cheapest vodka – you can’t taste it when it’s mixed with cranberry juice!

Living in New York, or any city for that matter, means you’re going to be moving a lot. And there is one thing you will never be able to get back.