﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>MVStudent's Xanga</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from MVStudent</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>The End</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/596722413/the-end/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/596722413/the-end/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 08:36:02 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I guess there would be three things to cover here.
Graduation; SANP; SB. With the later two being very costly, but I think in this
case, the cost of the event was proportional to the fun of it. Yes, since
graduation cost a grand total of $0, it had literally 0 fun. But enough with
the pre-ranting; onwards to the main stories.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Graduation:&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Cost: $0&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm finding it difficult to write about this because it
doesn't have much content. But I guess I'll begin with the graduation
practices. Think: 3-4 hour long sessions of sitting and standing. I can't begin
to describe the excruciatingly boring process that admin had to put us through,
not to mention Metheany yelling at random people. (Black Power...) But that's
not the worst part; our year seem to be chock full of mentally incapacitated
students who can, in my honest opinion, be bested by trained monkeys. Now why
is that bad? Because not only are they not very pleasant to talk to, or even be
within earshot of, but their lack of discipline forced the whole of our school
to repeat the same routine until it has been perfected. Funny part though, it
still looked horrible at the actual graduation.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now speaking of the actual graduation, it wasn't that
interesting. My parents also shared my enthusiasm about this event. My dad
didn't come and my mom just left after I was called on stage. But then, I
didn't really expect much from them so it all works out.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;SANP:&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Cost: $120&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Senior All Night Party. It was fun definitely. First went to
eat as many of us have actually not eaten dinner, rather just went home after
graduation, took a shower, and went to sanp (or friends house then sanp). The
food was over-hyped? Well no, the food was really good, at least some of it,
like the steaks and deserts and wraps and such. I think they probably brought
better stuff out later. Anyways, after food, we went around strolling and
played a few games at the carnival area then went to the arcade room. A game of
hold-em, lost to someone who had no idea how to play (I thought the two when
went all in were bluffing. I was half right, 1 person was bluffing). After that
I went around and ate some of the dessert. I think the last few hours (after
1am) consisted of just staying at the blackjack tables trying to get as many
tickets as possible for the drawing at the end. Unfortunately did not win
anything. I wanted an iHome... Maybe get one somehow before I leave for
college.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.ihomeaudio.com/products.asp?product_id=10142&amp;amp;dept_id=1006" target="_new"&gt;http://www.ihomeaudio.com/products.asp?product_id=10142&amp;amp;dept_id=1006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now I've been wondering why SANP costs so much before I
went, but it became pretty clear that all the money went to buying the prizes
for the carnival games and the final drawing. If you really want to "get
your money back or more" you should do stuff in this order.&lt;br&gt;
1. Play the carnival games for tickets. It's not difficult to get them, and
some games are easier to give tickets. The reason to play carnival games first
is because those prizes soon run out after a couple hours. All the people took
the good prizes. This I'm sure is the same every year because I had SANP
cleanup a year back and the year before. There were always carnival games on
one side of the rally court.&lt;br&gt;
2. After you got the prize you want at the carnival games, go play hold'em.
Basically a competition with other students. It's pretty much just a game of
luck. Even though some people say they are good, they've most likely just
played it more and thus understand the game better. None of us are good enough
to remember all the percentage chances or have fast enough hands to cheat. Most
likely you won't win, but it's nice to try anyways. I think the top (5,6,7?)
gets prizes.&lt;br&gt;
3. Play blackjack until the final drawing. Again, it's pretty much just luck.
Play more than one game when the dealer gets these "purple chips"
because if you get blackjack (face/10 + ace) from the beginning, you get a
purple chip which is 100 points (2 drawing tickets). I'm not sure if it's gonna
be the same next year.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think if you follow this, you can easily get back that 120
paid for SANP. The prizes are pretty good, ranging from skateboards to
mini-refrigerators to iPods and accessories. Anyways, I guess this is just a
heads up to underclassmen who might be reading this. By the way, our year had
these two prizes, Adobe Creative Suite 3, one for mac and one for windows, both
worth 1.8k retail (1.3k on ebay) and unfortunately, I was stupid enough to put
all my tickets into iHome and iPod even though those two had the most tickets
in them. The Adobe CS3's only had like 30 tickets in them at most. So yeah,
pick smart haha. I could hella use that 1.3 right now... Laptop... new iPod...
new headphones... iHome... with money to spare... Owell&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b style=""&gt;Senior Ball:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cost: 180(bid) + 80(tux) + 30(corsage)&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Besides myself being a total ass (will get to that later),
it was a very enjoyable night. My first AND last formal dance at Monta Vista.
Again, thank you Amy for being my date. I think using buses is actually a nice
addition instead of a feature taken away. It took out the problem of
transportation, except to school. The wait time before actually going to SF was
nice as well because it was the best time to take pictures (better lighting
than on the boat, yes I’m a photo comp whore, even casual pictures). On the
boat, I think the food would have been better, but then I guess I already had
pre-warning from Amy that catered food is always bad. Yes, it was pretty bad.
After eating, dance floor. (Well actually, after eating, some searching for
where Amy went then dance floor) The dance area was hot, literally. It’s not
like the casual dances as you could just feel the body heat build up,
particularly because it’s such a small enclosed space, and everyone was just
bunched together into a single mob. Dancing was still traditional MV dancing…
Maybe even more so because we stayed on the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; floor instead of the
3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; floor where they played a decent number of slow songs according
to others. Speaking of floors, there was another school who also took the boat.
It was kind of weird, but I think it was okay. According to witnesses, the
other school was mostly of the darker skinned type. I’m not even sure which
word is politically correct anymore because different people seem to be
offended by different words. Anyways, it was fun. Sometimes a few people from
our group would leave for a few minutes and we would just stop dancing. It was
a nice break, and I think I was almost constantly dehydrated there, needed to
break out just to drink water. A couple times I wasn’t even sure if I drank out
of my glass… End of night, picture frame + picture cube. I wish they gave two sets
though… do they really think we’re gonna stick with each other forever? o_O Especially
since we’re all college bound. Well, I guess it’s nice to know the other half is
with them.&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, back to me being a total ass. &lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2213453770" target="_new"&gt;http://hs.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2213453770&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are some things a guy just SHOULD do for a girl. Haha,
if only I read this before going. Someone sent me the link to the group a few days
ago, I read them, and *most* of them made perfect sense. Unfortunately, that “perfect
sense” did not come to me the night of SB.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I wonder how did
my most regretful night and most memorable night become one? I guess life just
works that way for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay, time to stop being emo-ranting. “That is sooooo high
school.” &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my last post on Xanga. It is a record of the two
later years of high school life. My first two years were so pathetic, I didn’t
think they were worth recording. This Xanga blog had many of my dreams, my
hopes, my crushes (I left clues that only myself would understand, but then
some of you might have already guessed them. I’m somewhat transparent), my agonies,
my happiness, my random rants, and my cynicism. I’ve wrote enough in this to
make a short novel, but I don’t think anyone would want to read it, except
maybe for my cynical/sarcastic humor. (Reminds me of that old Navy commercial…
maybe I should join &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;) I'm leaving this as a history for myself. My passing from the beginning of Junior year to graduation of high school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One thing I feel sad for is that Xanga has been replaced by
Facebook (stalkerbook). I love the aspect of blogging; how it’s basically a
digital diary. Comments are just a plus for me, so is reading other people’s
blogs. I didn’t come to Xanga to become more popular, I came because I wanted
somewhere to store my thoughts, a pensieve of sorts. I really don’t care to
look through other people’s pictures. I don’t care who you’ve been with or what
you’ve done or anything. A picture is worth a thousand words? I scoff at it.
Take your pictures where you and your friend’s face cover 70% of it. Look at it
again 5 years later and tell me what you guys were doing then. And I don’t
understand how some people can spend hours on facebook just looking at other
people’s pictures. Don’t get me wrong, I love photography. It’s an art and I
definitely appreciate it. The uses of good photographs are endless in a graphic
perspective… I’m being carried away by ranting again.&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So now back. I’m leaving Xanga, for good. This username
MVStudent pertains to the second half of my years at Monta Vista. It doesn’t
mean I’m going to stop blogging. I just won’t go to a social-emotional
gathering like LiveJournal, nor MySpace/Facebook. (Not matter what I do; I’m
just not an “active” facebooker. That social aspect of me is not applicable.) I’ll
just be using a more “adult” version I guess? Blogger, wordpress, something of
that sort.&lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/596722413/the-end/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Yearbooks</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/594464515/yearbooks/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/594464515/yearbooks/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 03:07:03 GMT</pubDate><description>Many of you know that I hate my high school with a passion. It has shafted me many times, sucking the marrow out of my soul, slowly devouring what's left of my hope for mankind.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And recent events has not lessened this hatred. It hasn't increase it either, simply because I just did not expect anything less than this from a school that I believe should have burned in hell quite a while ago&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Over the year, I asked students as well as staff about yearbooks and they always told me that you can get one at the end of the year, even if you do not have an ASB card. Well, here's the end of the year, so why can't I buy a fxking yearbook?! I went into the ASB office yesterday (newly renovated, or rather moved to a remote location in school; 2nd floor of the old gym) to buy one. All they had to say was "You might be able to get one at the end of Thursday". This personally is total b***s*** because that pretty much leaves me Friday for everyone to write in it. Which is why I'm taking this into my own hands. Fuck you Monta Vista. Fuck you Administration.&lt;br&gt;I saw Prithvi yesterday while walking home... Yes random.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My yearbook this year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/8974/clipboardshe1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edit: &lt;/span&gt;Read amy's comment. Understood. Now I have more to say.&lt;br&gt;Why the fxk would we need to pay MORE just to get the yearbook earlier? Buying an ASB(basic) card is about $20 more expensive than just the yearbook. It basically gaurantees you ONE more day for getting the it. Of course, people say that there's so much more to the ASB card than just the yearbook, but many people don't care about all those other perks. Cheaper casual dances, that's great but 3/4th of the school don't go to those. Cheaper sporting events? Again 3/4th of the school don't give a flying fxk. Free class T-shirt? Woohoo, I got an ORANGE shirt that I will probably never wear in public, ever. (Or even worse, the 09 pink t-shirt)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Disreguard all before. I was being very critical, and many of my facts might not even be right. &lt;br&gt;All I'm saying in the end is. I hate this school. If I don't get a yearbook in the end of this, I won't care. Just one less memorabelia of this school I guess.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/594464515/yearbooks/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Onward - Outward?</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/593997486/onward---outward/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/593997486/onward---outward/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 02:56:28 GMT</pubDate><description>It's been a while since I've written anything read-worthy. And this next post probably won't be anything worthwhile either, but I will try to give it SOME substance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've always been a pretty calm teenager. Never warring against my parents; in fact, I believed them to be near perfect. I would never argue with them. When they gave lectures, I worked the logic of them and they always seemed to make sense. Sure, all through high school, us teens were given pamphlets on dealing with parents, how parents are not always right and that compromises can be made.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For me, I've never questioned my parents before. It's not as if I couldn't or wouldn't, but that I did not feel the need to argue. Their recommendations made sense, or after some thinking, they seemed to make sense. But now, as it is almost time to leave home, I've begun to see their flaws, their inconsistencies and faults. I guess it's somewhat strange, how around this time, many teens would stop taking their parents for granted, becoming part of the family again. Yet for me, the complete opposite. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe I'm four years behind. =\&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay I failed, there's not much content in this one either. (Hope for a good one at the end of the year, or feel free to call me a heartless bastard)&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/593997486/onward---outward/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Gaming - Not Econ'ing like i'm supposed to</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/591010631/gaming---not-econing-like-im-supposed-to/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/591010631/gaming---not-econing-like-im-supposed-to/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2007 22:38:55 GMT</pubDate><description>Company of Heroes - Maxed out settings&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://img407.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cohsettingsix1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/4742/cohsettingsix1.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Company of Heroes - Benchmark Results&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://img407.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cohpwnedqn7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/2743/cohpwnedqn7.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/591010631/gaming---not-econing-like-im-supposed-to/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>You Know You're in College When...</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/589000549/you-know-youre-in-college-when/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/589000549/you-know-youre-in-college-when/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2007 03:54:36 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;*1. High school started before 8am, but now anything before noon is considered "early".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. You have more beer than food in your fridge.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Weekends start on Thursday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. 6am is when you go to sleep, not when you wake up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. You know many different ways to cook ramen noodles or macaroni and cheese.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. The health center gives out free condoms, and people take them… just in case.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Instead of falling asleep in class, you stay in bed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. You know how late McDonald’s, Taco Bell, Qdoba, etc. are open.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. You think it’s the weekend on a Wednesday and you don’t know what month it is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. You can't remember the last time you washed your car.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. Your underwear/sock supply dictates your laundry schedule.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. You check Facebook/Myspace more than once a day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. You get drunk dialed on any night of the week.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. You wash dishes in the bathroom sink.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. You’ve fallen off a loft bed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*16. You talk about beer pong like it’s a sport.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Finding random people in your house is perfectly normal, and you even sympathize with them... sometimes when you wake up you have no idea where you are.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*18. Your primary news sources are the Daily Show and the Colbert Report.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. You open a beer at 10 am and your roommate asks you if there’s more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. The standard of meals per day falls to two, sometimes just one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Your trash is overflowing and your bank account isn’t.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. You go to Target or Wal-Mart more than 3 times a week.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*23. You wear the same jeans for 13 days without washing them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. Your breakfast consists of a coke or cereal bar on the way to class... anything with caffeine will do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. Quarters are like gold.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. Your idea of feeding the poor is buying yourself some ramen noodles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. You live in a house with three couches, none of which match.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. You try to study but seem to procrastinate by eating, going to study breaks, talking to people, etc...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*29. You talk to your roommate on instant messenger when you’re both home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. You ask people what YOU did last night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*31. Certain things are now deemed "Facebook worthy." When friends take pictures of you, you wonder how long it will take them to post them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*32. You’ve seen a hit and run involving a bicyclist/pedestrian.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;33. You see people you know you’ve met but can never remember their names or how you know them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;34. You sleep more in class than in your room&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;35. Your idea of a square meal is a box of Pop-Tarts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;36. You've traveled with bags of dirty clothes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;37. You go home to do your laundry because you're too poor to pay the $2... or too lazy to go to a change machine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*38. You pay $100 for a book you don't read once, return it four months later, and get $7.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;39. More than 20% of your household furnishings are made from milk crates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;40. You recognize the meat in the dorm soup as yesterday's meatloaf, and thus decide to eat a nice bowl of cereal - a safe bet for any meal.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;41. You use words like "thus" (see #40).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;42. You throw out bowls and plates because you don't feel like washing them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;43. Your beer pong table is nicer than all your other tables.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;44. It takes preparation... and 3 people... to take out your garbage.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;45. Going to the library is a social event.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;46. You wear flip flops in the shower your freshman year... you know why.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*47. You start joining clubs because of the free food.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;48. Visits home depend on how much money you have for gas.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;49. You skip one class to write a paper for another.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*50. You have no idea where your tuition money is going... technology fees? I think not.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*51. Bicycles don't seem as lame as they did in high school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;52. You stay up late to finish homework then sleep through the class in which it was due.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;53. Girls: You've balanced your foot on a shampoo bottle to shave.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;54. Your backpack is giving you scoliosis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;55. You've written a check for 45 cents or stopped to get $2.00 of gas.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;56. Your bill in the bookstore will be comparable to tuition.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;57. Going to the mailbox becomes an ego booster/breaker.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;58. Most of your T.A.'s are foreign...what's the deal?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*59. You never realized so many people are smarter than you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*60. You never realized so many people are dumber than you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;61. Western Europe could be wiped out by a terrible plague and you'd never know, but you can recite the last episode of your favorite show verbatim.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*62. Care packages rank right up there with birthdays.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;63. You craft ways to make any game into a drinking/stripping game.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*64. You meet the type of people you thought only existed in movies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;65. Printers break down only when you desperately need them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;66. Anything can be cooked in a microwave.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;67. Two words: bike cops.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;68. You have Safe Ride programmed into your phone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;69. Old school Nintendo... and guitar hero... are pretty much the best things ever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;70. Going to the grocery at midnight is completely normal.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;71. You call restaurants that deliver more than you call your own family.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;72. You've paid bills over $5... in coins.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;73. You can't imagine life without your computer/cell phone/ i-pod.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;74. Hoodies and sweatpants become the norm - jeans are considered "dressy" at certain occasions... like school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;75. A canceled class is almost as exciting as Christmas.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;76. Taking a nap in the library is perfectly acceptable.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;77. Your professors speak English... as a second language.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;78. Your teachers swear in class and no one cares.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;79. Candles in your dorm room are considered contraband, but cigarettes are ok.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;80. You take condiment packets and napkins from fast food restaurants - hey, they're free.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;81. Betta fish are like your family.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;82. You bring back socks from the laundry room that may or may not be yours.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;83. You know what people carrying suspiciously heavy backpacks after dark are doing...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;84. The elevators take forever but you'll wait 10 minutes just so you don't have to climb stairs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;85. Your roommate asks you to check the weather on your computer when they're standing 5 feet away from the door.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;86. Showers become more of an issue.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;87. You press the automatic door opener instead of simply grabbing the handle when you approach a door.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;88. Christmas lights seem to be acceptable all year round.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*89. Class size doubles on exam days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;90. You donate plasma even though you know it's pretty sketchy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*91. You are no longer thankful that fire alarms are here to protect you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;92. You've bought Christmas presents from the book store and charged it to your student account so your parents pay for the gifts because you're too broke.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;93. You begin to include ketchup on your list of acceptable vegetables.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;94. You stay on campus for hours in between classes when it's too cold to walk home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;95. People have to help you kick the vending machine just so you can get your 50 cent bag of chips.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*96. There's always a "question kid" in at least one of your classes, and you really wish someone would just tell him/her to shut the hell up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;97. You steal dishes from the cafeteria so you don't have to wash your own.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;98. Laundry is an all-day event.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;99. You no longer find it uncool to take naps. In fact, you quite enjoy them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;100. It's illegal to drink in the dorms yet they sell an assortment of shot glasses, beer mugs, tankards, etc. in the bookstore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;101. You find your list of acceptable napping places expanding daily to increasingly uncomfortable locations.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;102. You fill out credit card applications for the free food.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;103. You've eaten cereal out of a cup... with a fork.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;104. Dressing up for Halloween becomes cool again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;105. You know at least one person who has dropped his/her cell phone into a toilet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;106. You hang multiple shirts on the same hanger to save space/money.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*107. You become increasingly annoyed with the "old" people in class - props to them for going back to college but they generally ask really, really annoying questions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;108. You admire people's alcohol bottle shrines.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;109. You set your clock 5-10 minutes ahead so you can potentially make it to class on time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;110. You check ratemyprofessor.com (or something of the like) before choosing your class schedule.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;111. You text faster than you type.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;112. You only find out a class is cancelled after you get there and sit for about ten minutes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;113. You actually start using coupons, especially those school coupon books.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;114. You open canned food and eat it... out of the can.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;115. You run out of black ink and, instead of buying a new ink cartridge, decide blue is a nice substitute... adds a little flair.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;116. You have numbers in your phone with labels like “Sketchy Steve” and “Alcohol Guy.”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;117. The food in your fridge may or may not be older than your little brother.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*118. You finish reading this and wonder how you can procrastinate next.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/589000549/you-know-youre-in-college-when/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Heritage - More on this later</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/588576496/heritage---more-on-this-later/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/588576496/heritage---more-on-this-later/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 05:34:47 GMT</pubDate><description>I can't find my webcam, but I didn't want a created account go to waste.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hitler&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/87/22/92/872292_14189800b1c3644dmbcp37.JPG" border="0" height="574" width="500"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;EINSTEIN!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shall update later with my own pictures.&lt;br&gt;Status:&lt;br&gt;Found webcam.&lt;br&gt;Can't find drivers. Emailed website to get drivers... Hopefully will receive in 1 day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/588576496/heritage---more-on-this-later/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>w00t </title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/588129518/w00t-/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/588129518/w00t-/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2007 07:39:48 GMT</pubDate><description> &lt;a target="_blank" href=""&gt;&lt;img title="" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/MERUxOMG/cpu-2925.png" width="390"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Beat that stupid Dell factory pre-OC'ed...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; </description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/588129518/w00t-/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Petrified - Fort Minor</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/587370523/petrified---fort-minor/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/587370523/petrified---fort-minor/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 00:19:27 GMT</pubDate><description>=__= And after weeks of hard work.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBivH5FJ4dY" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBivH5FJ4dY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBivH5FJ4dY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't laugh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/587370523/petrified---fort-minor/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, April 26, 2007</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/586508420/item/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/586508420/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2007 04:36:20 GMT</pubDate><description> &lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/MVStudent/ff0ec119478406/photo.html"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/MVStudent/ff0ec119478406/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="1177530560234" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xff.xanga.com/0ecd7507c1132119478406/m85932072.jpg" width="580"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; </description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/586508420/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Lol owned</title><link>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/585288861/lol-owned/</link><guid>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/585288861/lol-owned/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 16:34:59 GMT</pubDate><description> &lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href=""&gt;&lt;img title="" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/MERUxOMG/Boom-Headshot.gif" width="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a target="_blank" href=""&gt;&lt;img title="" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/MERUxOMG/Boom-Headshot.gif" width="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haha. Lei.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; </description><comments>http://mvstudent.xanga.com/585288861/lol-owned/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>