﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Ms_Fat_Pinkie's Xanga</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Ms_Fat_Pinkie</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://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>found you!</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/716419521/found-you/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/716419521/found-you/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 12:21:34 GMT</pubDate><description> &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x98.xanga.com/aa8f9a23d4c37258529499/b205810298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="3387327_acdf7b6caec9b3762df3835817f9e23a" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x98.xanga.com/aa8f9a23d4c37258529499/z205810298.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this little mouse...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I found it at a corner above our tv rack... &lt;br&gt;It was trapped there... and I photographed it..&lt;br&gt;It just seem so cute and funny &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/716419521/found-you/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>featured questions galore!</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/716319323/featured-questions-galore/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/716319323/featured-questions-galore/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 17:13:19 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever been unable to reconcile a friendship? What happened?&lt;br&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; yes... something just wasn't right... It was fun at first then it all became a blur...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Currently, what's your favorite song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;hmmm.... she is love by parachute... lovely lovely song&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the most inspiring book you've ever read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;A walk to remember... it always makes me smile every time I finish it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favorite song to sing at karaoke either on your own or with a group of people and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;- wow... I didn't expect to come across this... It's been years since I sang karaoke... I don't like the "digital" version of my voice... I like it raw&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who has been the most encouraging person in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its not who has... its who are... I would say my family members... There's something in each of them that encourages me to strive and be the best I can be&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has anyone ever said something to you that you could not forget or forgive them for? What was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;- someone in Highschool told me that I draw things beautifully, but how come I'm ugly? I was dumbstruck when I heard it... and up until this day, when I see a photo of him on facebook, I cringe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which ethnic group do you think is the most beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;- wow... hmm... the african americans... I love them... I think they're an interesting subject. Drawing-wise that is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are your Halloween traditions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;- light candles outside at the foot of each door, and we used to pray a novena every november, but I guess we grew out of it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever had an addiction?  What was it and did you need help overcoming the addiction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;-YES! the internet! school has been keeping me mighty busy and it makes me avoid using the internet for it s no good... I never get anything done on time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's something you couldn't live without and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;- my snow white pillow... I don't know, I just couldn't sleep without it when I go to bed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/716319323/featured-questions-galore/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, October 24, 2009</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/715367494/item/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/715367494/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 20:29:04 GMT</pubDate><description>I love novels. I especially love romantic comedies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Speaking of which, I salute Nicholas Sparks. Considering I'm not that much of a fan for "guy" guys because I'm just frightened of them. Frightened that they might like me. Like me, "like me" as in more than friends. The main reason I'm so afraid of guys other than the guys I really know like my friends and my family members.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But this guy, this guy's style of narration is so heart warming. I love his works because they present realistic scenarios and its not like some made up story. It actually happens in real life. The tragedy, the love, the journey the characters go through. They are all real. And that's what I like about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For each novel I pick up that was written from him, I close it with a smile on my face. Yes. Even if it was a tragedy "type" of novel.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/blush.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r0fq5dd0C60&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r0fq5dd0C60&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/715367494/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Plate finished.... more to go</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/714757554/plate-finished-more-to-go/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/714757554/plate-finished-more-to-go/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 13:49:03 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x75.xanga.com/9c1f712153632256947525/b204432872.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x75.xanga.com/9c1f712153632256947525/z204432872.jpg" style=" border-width: 0px;" height="400" alt="cd front cover" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x95.xanga.com/71ef705630732256947532/b204432878.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x95.xanga.com/71ef705630732256947532/z204432878.jpg" style=" border-width: 0px;" width="400" alt="back cover" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Finished my Lettering Project or is this a Final Exam... I don't know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope I do pass every course I have this sem. &lt;br /&gt;Night people! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/smooch.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/714757554/plate-finished-more-to-go/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, October 11, 2009</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/714286445/item/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/714286445/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 13:00:52 GMT</pubDate><description>I missed blogging!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I have to restrain myself and I must focus my energies on finishing these damn plates.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love it but I hate the effort....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll post it as soon as I convince my parents to buy me a camera phone with a usb plug.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ugh....I hate it.&lt;br&gt;:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ciao!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/714286445/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>look what I found!</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/715614777/look-what-i-found/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/715614777/look-what-i-found/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 19:21:16 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div class="post-headline"&gt;		&lt;h1&gt;Perception&lt;/h1&gt; 		&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Musician" src="http://bitsofwisdom.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/imagesmusician_small.jpg" align="right" border="0"&gt;Something to think about&amp;#8230;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 minutes later:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;6 minutes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 minutes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45 minutes:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;The musician played continuously.&amp;nbsp; Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace.&amp;nbsp; The man collected a total of $32.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 hour:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;No one knew this, but the violinist was &lt;strong&gt;Joshua Bell&lt;/strong&gt;, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people&amp;#8217;s priorities.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The questions raised:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *In a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *Do we stop to appreciate it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many other things are we missing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnOPu0_YWhw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnOPu0_YWhw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;credits to this &lt;a target="_new" href="http://bitsofwisdom.org/2009/10/21/interesting/perception/" rel="nofollow"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; and this &lt;a target="_new" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnOPu0_YWhw" rel="nofollow"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/715614777/look-what-i-found/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, August 31, 2009</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/710905588/item/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/710905588/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 03:45:51 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;what I am feeling right now: &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/244/244728hqjqgvc51h.gif" width="50" border="0" height="50"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/543/543735ehvlz7xadn.gif" width="160" border="0" height="140"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to sleep already and relax&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have yet to study my algebra. Division. Ugh... I HATE division&lt;br&gt;Draw the still life from the picture in my phone.&lt;br&gt;Finish my FINAL radial balance design on a 1/4 illustration board&lt;br&gt;and say yes to my mother's every whim.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes I just want to shout, "Stop barking orders to me. School has enough shit to last me through this whole week!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But as I am practicing the Pro-active habit....&lt;br&gt;I will not let her nagging rub off one me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess I work best when I see no one, hear no one, and alone with what I have to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;what I am feeling after that:&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1092/1092143fnw3ermlal.gif" width="50" border="0" height="50"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have a nice week everybody! and think positive!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dGCJ46vyR9o&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dGCJ46vyR9o&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;p.s.&lt;br&gt;I just realized that this machine called the computer is using me, when I should be using it.&lt;br&gt;*sigh*&lt;br&gt;in short I would go on a blog leave &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/blush.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/710905588/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, August 18, 2009</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/710028602/item/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/710028602/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 22:54:15 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="7"&gt;College.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I was in High school, I was itching to get out and graduate so that I can go to college and start over. Well, because I expected that college provides more opportunities and they have few of the losers I have come to know.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I was mistaken.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;College was a lot more than what my simple mind expected.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In my two years in my former university and well now that I have shifted from Liberal Arts to Fine Arts, I have come to know the following.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In College you to have to have a planner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why? Because those projects, test, exams and assignments aren't going to be stored inside your brain.&lt;br&gt;After that conversation with your friends inside that Grilling Restaurant and the good food, after you arrived in your house or dorm, you will probably do one of these two things. Sleep or eat and then sleep &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;. Trust me. You're gonna do this.&lt;br&gt;May it be a tiny piece of notebook or a large one or a real planner you can buy in stores. You have to have a planner. &lt;br&gt;I'm lazy. Super. So a planner saves me when I have no clue what things to pass. &lt;br&gt;I has helped me A GREAT DEAL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat. Even if you're saving for something you desperately want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I see a dress I love so much that is so expensive, I go anorexic for a week. After that week, I eat, I scourge. I eat A LOT.&lt;br&gt;But it is not healthy. I don't recommend it.&lt;br&gt;Eat. Your body will thank you in the long run.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always keep the little pennies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here in the Philippines (I don't know in other countries if its also the same), when we have readings on a certain course, say... english or something sometimes instead of buying the whole book, we, as a class would just photocopy it. Its just P3.00.&lt;br&gt;Its cheap and fast.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talk to your Professors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;They would not eat you. They are not monsters.&lt;br&gt;Professors would gladly help you. They even look so happy when a student asks questions.&lt;br&gt;So don't hesitate. Ask.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cellphones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;In this day and age, I can't live without my phone.&lt;br&gt;It has all a student needs. An instant planner, a call function, a text function, an alarm clock, camera, and an mp3 player installed in it for those times that you're all alone and no one is talking to you (or you're just plain bored).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In College you are really learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even if you're like me that sometimes sleep in class. You have to learn something.&lt;br&gt;You will learn something. If you haven't even learned something. Man, drop out now. Those bucks you or your parents are shelling out is going down the drain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be on time and avoid being absent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was marked Failed in my Statistics because I was habitually late. The reason? I snooze maybe more than three times.&lt;br&gt;Being late is okay if you are just late for five or three minutes. But if you're like me when I was in my former Uni. being 30 or 45 minutes late is not ok.&lt;br&gt;You have missed out on so much in your Professor's lecture you wouldn't know that she gave an extra credit assignment. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be friendly and smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;A smiling face is all one needs to establish a connection. Trust me. People are attracted to people who smile because they tend to think they're friendly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Go to parties. You need it! But do it moderately. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/cool.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;It takes the freaking stress off of you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/710028602/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>you know you're in college when.... (with comments)</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/709238642/you-know-youre-in-college-when-with-comments/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/709238642/you-know-youre-in-college-when-with-comments/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 12:22:07 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the ones with the * sign are the things I am guilty of... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold;" src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*1. High school started before 8am, but now anything before noon is  considered &amp;#8220;early.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-yeah I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. You have more beer than food in your fridge.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*3. Weekends start on Thursday. No&amp;#8230; Wednesday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-I don't have classes on wednesdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*4. 6am is when you go to sleep, not when you wake up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-or not go to sleep at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. You know many different ways to cook ramen noodles or macaroni and cheese.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. The health center gives out free condoms, and people take them&amp;#8230; just in case.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*7. Instead of falling asleep in class, you stay in bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-yes. I am lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8. You know how late McDonald&amp;#8217;s, Taco Bell, Qdoba, etc. are open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-I don't go to taco bell its too far from my school. Qdoba? what's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9. You think it&amp;#8217;s the weekend on a Wednesday and you don&amp;#8217;t know what month it  is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-yes. that has happened to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. You can&amp;#8217;t remember the last time you washed your car.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11. Your underwear/sock supply dictates your laundry schedule.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*12. You check Facebook/Myspace more than once a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13. You get drunk dialed on any night of the week.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14. You wash dishes in the bathroom sink.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;15. You&amp;#8217;ve fallen off a loft bed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16. You talk about beer pong like it&amp;#8217;s a sport.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. Finding random people in your house is perfectly normal, and you even sympathize with them&amp;#8230; sometimes when you wake up you have no idea where you are.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18. Your primary news sources are the Daily Show and the Colbert Report.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19. You open a beer at 10 am and your roommate asks you if there&amp;#8217;s more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*20. The standard of meals per day falls to two, sometimes just one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-because I'd rather sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*21. Your trash is overflowing and your bank account isn&amp;#8217;t.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-correct. My sketchpad's papers that is worth more than my allowance but it goes to trash. [ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" src="http://s.xanga.com/images/clueless.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; note to self: buy a much more cheaper quality sketchpad next sem.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;22. You go to Target or Wal-Mart more than 3 times a week.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;23. You wear the same jeans for 13 days without washing them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-we wear uniforms in my school. Yes even in college. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;24. Your breakfast consists of a coke or cereal bar on the way to class&amp;#8230;  anything with caffeine will do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* 25. Quarters are like gold.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;26. Your idea of feeding the poor is buying yourself some ramen noodles.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;27. You live in a house with three couches, none of which match.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*28. You try to study but seem to procrastinate by eating, going to study breaks,  talking to people, etc&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;29. You talk to your roommate on instant messenger when you&amp;#8217;re both home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;30. You ask people what YOU did last night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;31. Certain things are now deemed &amp;#8220;facebook worthy.&amp;#8221; When friends take pictures of you, you wonder how long it will take them to post them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*32. You&amp;#8217;ve seen a hit and run involving a bicyclist/pedestrian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-I have even seen him walk like nothing happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*33. You see people you know you&amp;#8217;ve met but can never remember their names or how  you know them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Iknow where I met them I just don't know their names. I'm TERRIBLE at remembering names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*34. You sleep more in class than in your room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-it helps that the room is air conditioned too. ah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;35. Your idea of a square meal is a box of Pop-Tarts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*36. You&amp;#8217;ve traveled with bags of dirty clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-just once. When I came home from our exposure trip last sem. That is TRAUMATIC but educational. Nevertheless I would NEVER do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;37. You go home to do your laundry because you&amp;#8217;re too poor to pay the $2&amp;#8230; or  too lazy to go to a change machine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;38. You pay $100 for a book you don&amp;#8217;t read once, return it four months later,  and get $7.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;39. More than 20% of your household furnishings are made from milk crates.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;40. You recognize the meat in the dorm soup as yesterday&amp;#8217;s meatloaf, and thus decide to eat a nice bowl of cereal &amp;#8211; a safe bet for any meal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;41. You use words like &amp;#8220;thus&amp;#8221; (see &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/search?q=%2340" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;#40&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;42. You throw out bowls and plates because you don&amp;#8217;t feel like washing them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;43. Your beer pong table is nicer than all your other tables.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;44. It takes preparation&amp;#8230; and 3 people&amp;#8230; to take out your garbage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*45. Going to the library is a social event.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-just because we chat.... hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;46. You wear flip flops in the shower your freshman year&amp;#8230; you know why.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;47. You start joining clubs because of the free food.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;48. Visits home depend on how much money you have for gas.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*49. You skip one class to write a paper for another.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-and got an A+ on that paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*50. You have no idea where your tuition money is going&amp;#8230; technology fees? I  think not.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;51. Bicycles don&amp;#8217;t seem as lame as they did in high school.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*52. You stay up late to finish homework then sleep through the class in which it  was due.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-yes. and go to school like a zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;53. Girls: You&amp;#8217;ve balanced your foot on a shampoo bottle to shave.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*54. Your backpack is giving you scoliosis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-my handbag does. I hate backpacks. It makes me worry that my precious things would get pick-pocketed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;55. You&amp;#8217;ve written a check for 45 cents or stopped to get $2.00 of gas.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*56. Your bill in the bookstore will be comparable to tuition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-ART SUPPLIES drain our money and that's not half of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;57. Going to the mailbox becomes an ego booster/breaker.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;58. Most of your T.A.s are foreign&amp;#8230;what&amp;#8217;s the deal?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*59. You never realized so many people are smarter than you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-good thing I'm surrounded by them hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*60. You never realized so many people are more dumb (aka &amp;#8220;dumber&amp;#8221;) than you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-someone didn't even know how to mail merge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;61. Western Europe could be wiped out by a terrible plague and you&amp;#8217;d never know, but you can recite the last episode of your favorite show verbatim.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;62. Care packages rank right up there with birthdays.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;63. You craft ways to make any game into a drinking/stripping game.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*64. You meet the type of people you thought only existed in movies.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*65. Printers break down only when you desperately need them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-or the run out of ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;66. Anything can be cooked in a microwave.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;67. Two words: bike cops.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;68. You have Safe Ride programmed into your phone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;69. Old school Nintendo&amp;#8230; and guitar hero&amp;#8230; are pretty much the best things  ever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;70. Going to the grocery at midnight is completely normal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;71. You call restaurants that deliver more than you call your own family.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;72. You&amp;#8217;ve paid bills over $5&amp;#8230; in coins.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*73. You can&amp;#8217;t imagine life without your computer/cell phone/ ipod.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-because some of the people I know don't have phones. Duh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*74. Hoodies and sweatpants become the norm &amp;#8211; jeans are considered &amp;#8220;dressy&amp;#8221; at  certain occasions&amp;#8230; like school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*75. A canceled class is almost as exciting as Christmas.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*76. Taking a nap in the library is perfectly acceptable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-as long as you're creative enough to not let the librarian notice you taking those valuable Zzzs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;77. Your professors speak English&amp;#8230; as a second language.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*78. Your teachers swear in class and no one cares.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-since 1st year college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;79. Candles in your dorm room are considered contraband, but cigarettes are ok.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;80. You take condiment packets and napkins from fast food restaurants &amp;#8211; hey,  they&amp;#8217;re free.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;81. Betta fish are like your family.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;82. You bring back socks from the laundry room that may or may not be yours.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;83. You know what people carrying suspiciously heavy backpacks after dark are  doing&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*84. The elevators take forever but you&amp;#8217;ll wait 10 minutes just so you don&amp;#8217;t have  to climb stairs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-its about 7 floors above the ground. What do you want me to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;85. Your roommate asks you to check the weather on your computer when they&amp;#8217;re  standing 5 feet away from the door.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;86. Showers become more of an issue.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;87. You press the automatic door opener instead of simply grabbing the handle  when you approach a door.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;88. Christmas lights seem to be acceptable all year round.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*89. Class size doubles on exam days.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;90. You donate plasma even though you know it&amp;#8217;s pretty sketchy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;91. You are no longer thankful that fire alarms are here to protect you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;92. You&amp;#8217;ve bought Christmas presents from the book store and charged it to your student account so your parents pay for the gifts because you&amp;#8217;re too broke.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;93. You begin to include ketchup on your list of acceptable vegetables.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*94. You stay on campus for hours in between classes when it&amp;#8217;s too cold to walk  home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-or when its raining cats and dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;95. People have to help you kick the vending machine just so you can get your 50  cent bag of chips.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*96. There&amp;#8217;s always a &amp;#8220;question kid&amp;#8221; in at least one of your classes, and you really wish someone would just tell him/her to shut the hell up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;97. You steal dishes from the cafeteria so you don&amp;#8217;t have to wash your own.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*98. Laundry is an all-day event.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- I have to do it later. But considering the time... Nah maybe I'll just sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*99. You no longer find it uncool to take naps. In fact, you quite enjoy them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;100. It&amp;#8217;s illegal to drink in the dorms yet they sell an assortment of shot glasses, beer mugs, tankards, etc. in the bookstore.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;101. You find your list of acceptable napping places expanding daily to  increasingly uncomfortable locations.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;102. You fill out credit card applications for the free food.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;103. You&amp;#8217;ve eaten cereal out of a cup&amp;#8230; with a fork.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;104. Dressing up for Halloween becomes cool again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;105. You know at least one person who has dropped his/her cell phone into a  toilet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;106. You hang multiple shirts on the same hanger to save space/money.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;107. You become increasingly annoyed with the &amp;#8220;old&amp;#8221; people in class &amp;#8211; props to them for going back to college but they generally ask really, really annoying questions.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;108. You admire people&amp;#8217;s alcohol bottle shrines.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*109. You set your clock 5-10 minutes ahead so you can potentially make it to  class on time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-but because of the freaking traffic I get to class 20 minutes late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*110. You eventually realize that setting your clock ahead makes no difference to  you and you&amp;#8217;re still late.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;111. You check ratemyprofessor.com (or something of the like) before choosing  your class schedule.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*112. You text faster than you type.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*113. You only find out a class is cancelled after you get there and sit for  about ten minutes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;114. You actually start using coupons, especially those school coupon books.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;115. You open canned food and eat it&amp;#8230; out of the can.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;116. You run out of black ink and, instead of buying a new ink cartridge, decide blue is a nice substitute&amp;#8230; adds a little flair.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;117. You have numbers in your phone with labels like &amp;#8220;Sketchy Steve&amp;#8221; and  &amp;#8220;Alcohol Guy.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;118. The food in your fridge may or may not be older than your little brother.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*119. The words &amp;#8220;google&amp;#8221; and &amp;#8220;wikipedia&amp;#8221; have become verbs. And you use them&amp;#8230;  quite often.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;120. The names Morgan, Jim, Jack, and Jose could aptly describe either who you  were with last night or what you had to drink.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;121. You fill your empty two-liter bottles with pop from the school cafeteria.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;122. You have a drinking buddy who can hold the most intellectual, deep conversations when drunk. Unfortunately, neither he/she nor you can remember most of it later.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*123. Your floor has been dirty to the point that you&amp;#8217;ve had to brush your feet  off before putting on socks or getting into bed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;124. You&amp;#8217;re all for the free samples at grocery stores.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*125. Energy drinks become your new best friends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;126. You realize that taking summer classes pretty much negates the fun  connotation of &amp;#8220;summer.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;127. You know exactly how much food will fit into a mini-fridge.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;128. You realize that said mini-fridge does NOT freeze ice cream.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;129. You&amp;#8217;ve made a sandwich on or eaten food off of your $1500 laptop.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;130. Your scar stories involve alcohol and/or hearing what happened to you from  your more sober friends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;131. It is completely acceptable&amp;#8230; and encouraged&amp;#8230; to party on weeknights. What would life be without Wasted Wednesdays or Thirsty Thursdays?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*132. Most of your textbooks remain unopened (possibly still shrink-wrapped) the  entire semester.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;133. Waking up in the morning and driving somewhere to get a friend&amp;#8217;s (or your)  car becomes a norm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;134. The local supermarket sells ping pong balls&amp;#8230; right next to solo red cups.  Coincidence?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*135. You go home for winter/summer break and suddenly your life back at college  seems so exciting&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;136. You smell the clear liquid in your water bottle before you drink it&amp;#8230; just  to make sure it&amp;#8217;s actually water.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;137. You discover new bruises on your body and wonder where the hell they came  from.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*138. You find alternate routes to class in order to avoid annoying organization  booths and/or the preacher on campus.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*139. Two (more) words: Power Hour.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*140. You finish reading this and wonder how you can procrastinate next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a target="_new" href="http://theburningbiscuit.com/?page_id=170" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_new" href="http://theburningbiscuit.com/?page_id=170" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 80px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a target="_new" href="http://theburningbiscuit.com/?page_id=170" rel="nofollow"&gt;from this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/709238642/you-know-youre-in-college-when-with-comments/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>dancing robots</title><link>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/709227850/dancing-robots/</link><guid>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/709227850/dancing-robots/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 08:49:02 GMT</pubDate><description>I first saw this video in facebook. One of my friends uploaded or shared the link. I don't know...&lt;br&gt;But damn... its so cute!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just look at it!or rather watch it! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AH SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jywQLnUnMG0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jywQLnUnMG0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ms-fat-pinkie.xanga.com/709227850/dancing-robots/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>