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You know you go to Ignatius ¢¾ when ...
Your first thought waking up in the morning is "Shit...it's six am....I need to type a paper and do 20 math problems in first free, do that english project in lunch, and then in 7th free....shit, todays my service seminar and I have no 7th free.....ahhh, shaping up to be a slow day!"
The term, "I went up the third floor wooden staircase," brings tears of laughter to your eyes.
JUSTICE UNDER GOD!!
You start calling cafeterias "dining halls."
You hate Fenwick, Loyola, Brother Rice, Mt. Carmel, McAuley, and Marist.
You can name every neighborhood and/or suburb in Chicagoland by a radius of 50 miles
You know what Ogilvie, Union, and LaSalle have in common
You're the only kid from your hometown that has ridden the red line after dark. Or that has ridden to red line at all.
When the football team wins a game, you go into shock, but when the math team wins its old news.
3 hours of homework is an everyday thing
You can summarize the entire life of St. Ignatius and the Jesuits
You go from a 90 degree classroom to a 50 degree one in two periods.
You chose your school "because it was pretty."
Chandillers no longer impress you.
Youve had an oreo milkshake from Thai Bowl, an italian ice from Mario's, and fries from Al's... all in the same day
Someone walks into the room and you can smell the Busyburger on them.
You find yourself judging people by whether their collar is popped.
You own more collared shirts then your father.
You own one or more pair of Birkenstocks, and when your friends make fun of you for them, you say "but theyre really comfortable"
7:15 is considered "late."
You've served JUG for going down a staircase.
You've served JUG for having your shirt untucked.
You know excatly where mr. Kelly's room, Mr. Mittchels room, Mr. Lord's room, and Ms. Haleas's rooms are.
You complain about your 3.8 gpa... and so do all your friends.
"I'm totally failing math." "Really? What are you getting?" "A fucking B+!"
Carp is not just a fish, and the link has nothing to do with chains.
You know that differece between the 37 and the 60 and hate them both.
You've found yourself wandering in the projects looking for where the 60 picks up.
Only one man is associated with the name Moses, and he didn't lead the Israelited out of Egypt.
You've outrun Turtle Man as he was enroute to giving you a JUG.
You curse the Hidden, Back Iron, Middle Iron, and Wooden daily.
And climb 4 sets of stairs on a regular basis.
When the dining hall-weight room-second floors gym stairs are a rockin', dont come a knockin'
You laugh at people who take pictures in front of the Sears Tower.
It takes you an hour to get to school, on a good day.
You wear Ralph Lauren, Lacoste, and Le Tigre regularaly.
You hold the pharse "Alrite folks" dear to your heart.
You can find your way around Chicago without asking directions, and everything... everything is within walking distance from your school.
Your first thought waking up in the morning is "Shit...it's six am....I need to type a paper and do 20 math problems in first free, do that english project in lunch, and then in 7th free....shit, todays my service seminar and I have no 7th free.....ahhh, shaping up to be a slow day!"
The term, "I went up the third floor wooden staircase," brings tears of laughter to your eyes.
JUSTICE UNDER GOD!!
You start calling cafeterias "dining halls."
You hate Fenwick, Loyola, Brother Rice, Mt. Carmel, McAuley, and Marist.
You can name every neighborhood and/or suburb in Chicagoland by a radius of 50 miles
You know what Ogilvie, Union, and LaSalle have in common
You're the only kid from your hometown that has ridden the red line after dark. Or that has ridden to red line at all.
When the football team wins a game, you go into shock, but when the math team wins its old news.
3 hours of homework is an everyday thing
You can summarize the entire life of St. Ignatius and the Jesuits
You go from a 90 degree classroom to a 50 degree one in two periods.
You chose your school "because it was pretty."
Chandillers no longer impress you.
Youve had an oreo milkshake from Thai Bowl, an italian ice from Mario's, and fries from Al's... all in the same day
Someone walks into the room and you can smell the Busyburger on them.
You find yourself judging people by whether their collar is popped.
You own more collared shirts then your father.
You own one or more pair of Birkenstocks, and when your friends make fun of you for them, you say "but theyre really comfortable"
7:15 is considered "late."
You've served JUG for going down a staircase.
You've served JUG for having your shirt untucked.
You know excatly where mr. Kelly's room, Mr. Mittchels room, Mr. Lord's room, and Ms. Haleas's rooms are.
You complain about your 3.8 gpa... and so do all your friends.
"I'm totally failing math." "Really? What are you getting?" "A fucking B+!"
Carp is not just a fish, and the link has nothing to do with chains.
You know that differece between the 37 and the 60 and hate them both.
You've found yourself wandering in the projects looking for where the 60 picks up.
Only one man is associated with the name Moses, and he didn't lead the Israelited out of Egypt.
You've outrun Turtle Man as he was enroute to giving you a JUG.
You curse the Hidden, Back Iron, Middle Iron, and Wooden daily.
And climb 4 sets of stairs on a regular basis.
When the dining hall-weight room-second floors gym stairs are a rockin', dont come a knockin'
You laugh at people who take pictures in front of the Sears Tower.
It takes you an hour to get to school, on a good day.
You wear Ralph Lauren, Lacoste, and Le Tigre regularaly.
You hold the pharse "Alrite folks" dear to your heart.
You can find your way around Chicago without asking directions, and everything... everything is within walking distance from your school.