Wake up.  Feel so freaking lucky that you were able to join the Greek house that you did and make the best friends of your life.  Put on multiple layers of clothing.  Recognize every face on the way to class.  Bored in class your teacher tries to liven up the mood by saying how Lehigh is such a great program and that the students are getting a better education than going to a stuffy Ivy League school (because Lehigh turned down the opportunity to be Ivy).  Finish class.  Recognize every face on the way to gym.  Work out aggressively and give dirty stares to members of rival houses.  Sit in library for two hours.  Go back to house, put on lucky beer pong hat and begin tumultuous drinking.  The kind-of-hipster kid wants to put on the new Modest Mouse album, but the rest of the house shoots him down and Clipse rules the airwaves.  After all, you can’t give the impression that you live in a ‘soft house.’ Sign shirts of pledges making the frat run.  Drink more.  Feel lucky again that found such good friends in Greek house, because this college would be super-lonely if you didn’t have them.  Go to bed.  Repeat every day X 4 years.