You Know You're An Architecture Student When...

When...
The alarm clock tells you when to go to sleep.
You're not ashamed of drooling in class anymore, especially during Structures lectures
You know what Superglue tastes like.
You celebrate space and observe your birthday
Coffee and Red Bull are tools, not treats.
People are nauseated just by smelling your caffeine breath.
You are surprised when you see a new building in your school.
You think it's possible to create space.
You've slept more than 20 hours non-stop in a single weekend.
You fight with inanimate objects.
You've fallen asleep in the bathroom.
Your brother or sister thinks he or she is an only child.
You've listened to all your CDs in less than 48 hours.
You're not seen in public.
You lose your house keys for a week and you don't even notice.
You've brushed your teeth and washed your hair in the university's bathroom.
You've discovered the benefits of having none or very short hair, and you've started to appreciate inheriting baldness.
You've used an entire role of film to photograph the footpath.
You know the exact time the vending machines are refilled.
You always carry your deodorant.
You become excellent at recycling when making models.
When you try to communicate, you make a continuous and monotonous whine.
You've danced YMCA with excellent choreography at 3 am and without a single drop of alcohol in your body.
You take notes and leve messages with a rapidograph and colour markers.
You combine breakfast, lunch and dinner into one single meal.
You see holidays only as extra sleeping time.
You've got more photographs of buildings than of actual people.
You've taken your girlfriend (boyfriend) on a date to a construction site.
You've realised that French curves are not that exciting.
You can live without human contact, food or daylight, but if you can't print it's chaos.
When you're being shown pictures of a trip, you ask about the human scale
You can use Photoshop, Illustrator and make a web page, but you don't know how to use Excel.
You refer to great architects (dead or alive) by their first name as if you knew them (Frank, Corbu, Mies, Norman).
You buy 50 dollars worth of magazines that you haven't read yet.
When someone offers you a Bic pen, you feel offended.