You know you've lived in halls too long when...

...you would rather let a pile of scummy dishes fester in your room than walk the few metres to the kitchen to actually WASH them.

...you only wash them when you have no clean dishes/boxes/thing-that-resembles-something-that could-hold-food left.

...you no longer wonder what that mouldy looking foodscrap on the bench is...or how it got there.

...ants become your companion.

...you only wash your clothes when you've outworn absolutely everything...twice...even that canvas bag you bought from Coles.

...you know the intimate details of your neighbour's sex life...and hear it every night.

...you consider living in a room larger than a storage cupboard to be a luxury.

...not having mouldy food in your fridge is just a dim memory.

...you can't remember what it was like to have appliances that actually worked.

...you go home and, in a sleepy daze, attempt to call Security on your brother when he's being noisy in the middle of the night.

...you don't remember what it's like to not feel hungover on a Friday.

...you leave your neighbour a facebook comment even though they're just in the next room.

...you feel like you would die without DC++

...you also can't imagine living somewhere that doesn't have vending machines.

...Mi Goreng is a staple diet...

...you never spend more than $5 at the Nott but still manage to get completely wasted.

...you continue to believe that the nott see-saw is an excellent idea.