I love spring. Honestly, I've stopped driving to class in sunglasses and a hoodie so I don't have to talk to you because I can't stop smiling while I walk through campus. Girls tanning in bikinis in 60 degree weather. Guys eating it on the sidewalk trying to chase down glow in the dark frisbees. Heck, I'll sit on the library lawn for hours, just waiting for skateboarders to wipe out so I can laugh hysterically at their misfortune. For a guy like me, this is by far the best time of year.

At this point I'm going to go ahead and assume the only thought running through your head is “Wow Andrew, that sounds great! How can I be like you and learn to enjoy everything spring has to offer?” Since my editor won't let me write a review of the year's top 5 adult films and I'm out of other ideas, I'll tell you.

First things first, get to the gym. You can't be traipsing around campus in a skirt if you're still holding that extra winter fifteen. Eat that salad, no dessert. Before you know it, you might be dating outside the family.

Next, make sure your iPod headphones are permanently glued to your ears. Nothing says “You are so beneath me” quite like only removing one ear bud to hold a conversation while music continues to blare in the other. It's not your fault the other person is so boring you need a soundtrack to the dialogue just to keep you interested.

Get some neon polos and a Miami Vice jacket. I don't know how it is that the ‘80s found a permanent home here at Vandy, but if it means railing lines of cocaine thicker than my finger in the bathroom of a fraternity house while listening to Phil Collins on repeat, I'm for it.

Find a reason to complain about everything. When someone asks how you're doing, what they're really asking for is a laundry list of surreptitious mountains of work and problems you're having that make it seem like your life is hectic and therefore important. Just because you spend 90 percent of your time in your room trolling sports blogs or shopping online doesn't mean they have to know that.

Quit the drugs. So you smoke more weed than Willie Nelson with glaucoma. This doesn't change the fact that, even if you plan on working at Wendy's this summer, you're probably going to have to take a drug test. Trust me, quitting is much easier than explaining to your parents why a Vanderbilt student can't find gainful employment at Friday's.

Rediscover the joys of drinking mid-afternoon. Now the weather is warmer, it's the perfect excuse to grab some buddies, a case of beer and start getting hammered somewhere well within public view. If you want extra asshole points, feel free to openly mock everyone still trudging to class. For my money there's nothing funnier than hitting freshman with empty beer cans as they leave Kissam. Plus, for those of you who actually posses a sense of responsibility, class is much better with a healthy buzz to carry you through it.

Get to know your Vanderbilt Police Department. Chances are, somewhere in the near future (Rites, graduation, your criminal trail), you're going to have to deal with the cops. If you're already on a friendly, first name basis with them, they might overlook it when you throw up all over the back of their cruiser on the way to the Med Center.

Finally, be sure to stop and look around. Enjoy the weather. Check out the skirts. And remember that no matter how cold it gets at night, sandals are always an acceptable form of footwear.