How to tell you’re a freshman:
You take longer to lock your bike than to ride it. Anywhere.
You eat Freebirds for lunch.
You’re a film major.
You stand in the way of a beer pong match.
You take off your heels as soon as you get to I.V. from Anacapa.
You try to swipe your access card to get into the 24-hour room.
You tell everyone that Jack Johnson went to your school.
You ask where “the D.P.” is.
You follow that “beer before liquor” rule.
Tomorrow’s forecast: The Others. They’re among us.