During my time in college I never really felt that I was a student. I never felt that I had the life of a student. I was living with my parents, I had dinner with them, I never cooked anything, I didn’t wash the dishes, I wasn’t working to support myself and I expected money from my parents for my late night drinking bouts. This was probably the only thing that made me a ‘real’ student, the regular and almost religious alcohol consumption and use of soft drugs. I never took part in any student protest, or a debate, I wasn’t a member of any student organization, I didn’t write for any student magazine, and I never had the chance to publicly voice my opinion on a topic relevant to students. The reason behind this, besides the fact that I was passive and indifferent, was that there weren’t really any instances of student protests being organized, no debates were held, all of the student organizations were actually a youth extension of the political party in power, and the student magazines, either their political pamphlet, or a collection of boring texts same as the ones in our socialist past.