The First Realizations That You're Not In College Anymore

 You're waking up at 6 am instead of going to bed.

 Beers at lunch get you reprimanded.

 College sweatshirts are 'casual' instead of dress up.

 Your parents charge rent.

 Your parents walk in on you having sex, not your roommate.

 The four food groups are no longer beer, pizza, ramen and cereal.

 It's 'getting late' when it's 9:30 p.m.

 Three words:  School Loan Payments.

 You make thousands of dollars a year - and still can't afford that dream

 You start eyeing the Light Beer Section appreciatively.

 Pickup football games mean that at least one person will be in the
 hospital by game's end.

 THEN, discussing with your friends:  GPA's, phone rates and tonsil
 hockey;  NOW:  IRA's, Interest rates and their kid's orthodontia.

 Sleeping on the couch is a no-no.

 Naps are no longer available between noon and 6 p.m.

 Sneakers are now 'weekend shoes'.

 Dinner and a movie - The whole date instead of the beginning of one.

 Your girlfriend being pregnant brings thought of tax deductions instead
 of coronaries.

 Jack and Cokes become Dewers on the Rocks.

 The only drugs you take are Tums and Tylenol.

 The weak single you hit in the intramural softball game is now
 remembered as a Varsity dinger for the League Championship.
 You get your news from sources other than USA Today, ESPN Sportscenter, 
 and MTV News.

 Random hook-ups are no longer acceptable.

 You wear more ties/skirts in a week than you even owned while taking 

 You find yourself reminiscing fondly of 2-hour Calculus exams.

 You empathize with the characters from 'Friends".


 Football "season tickets" go FROM $75 for the season with dozens of
 friends TO $750 for the season with the three other guys who want to
 get away from the family.

 Wine appreciation expands beyond Boone's and Mad Dog.

 You actually eat breakfast foods at breakfast time.

 Grocery lists actually contain relatively healthy food.

 When drinking, you say at least once per night, 'I just can't put it
 down the same as I used to'.

 You are the only person over the age of 16 in your neighborhood with a

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