Anna

Okay, okay, so maybe my parents *did* pay $3000 just so I could go party in another state. When they asked me what I learned, I rattled off some molecular bio. jargon to impress them. Here's what I *really* learned: ~Anna

You're not supposed to inhale when you smoke a cigar.

Never refer to yourself as "kitchen bitch," even as a joke, unless you want to be called that for a good two and a half weeks.

There is *no way* to order a pizza at 3 in the morning. Damn curfew...

If you're gonna cut out on paying for the subway, *don't* trust directions that the teller gives you.

The cute German exchange student will ignore you if you laugh at his accent. The amount of fun you have at a kareoke bar is directly proportional to the number of Coronas you drink.

Room 1010 is synonymous with sexual harassment.

Plagerism is *OK* at 4 in the morning.

Smoking w/ Richard is a reliable alterantive to homework.

Don't EVER bring up "the salt incident," especially with Sajan.

There's a bum by Wawa who'll buy alcohol for minors. Just ask for Tony.

"Dong chi'" means...well...whatever it means, it's funny as hell when someone does it to Azeem.

Nothing, and I mean nothing is more fun than taking a surprise picture of Paully in the shower ("What are you doing? You perverts!"), except for maybe stapling his underwear to the wall ("What the fuck?!" Who did this?")