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Grobyc
Canada18410 Posts
On February 24 2009 15:19 Liquid`Zephyr wrote: freshman year me my roommate and 2 neighbors stole a whole spool of rope from the soccer field one night and successfully tied all the doors from the floor below us together shut (it was like 20-30 rooms) I'm so jealous =O would be so much fun | ||
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Lemonwalrus
United States5465 Posts
On February 24 2009 15:32 ShoCkeyy wrote: i go to an art school that includes fashion design. So basically all the hot girls i hit on. Oh and i haven't had any good stories :C I transferred from an engineering school of 2,000 students with 85%-90% male students to a state school of 20,000 students with 2/3 female students. I have calculated (because that's what engineers do) that I could strike out with 10 girls a day and never run out of girls to strike out with due to new freshmen every year. | ||
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Pyrrhuloxia
United States6700 Posts
On February 24 2009 15:38 Lemonwalrus wrote: I transferred from an engineering school of 2,000 students with 85%-90% male students to a state school of 20,000 students with 2/3 female students. I have calculated (because that's what engineers do) that I could strike out with 10 girls a day and never run out of girls to strike out with due to new freshmen every year. Too bad you don't go to bat with ten girls a day. | ||
GHOSTCLAW
United States17042 Posts
On February 24 2009 16:58 Pyrrhuloxia wrote: Too bad you don't go to bat with ten girls a day. With that kind of ratio, you could probably afford to. And half of them would probably say yes -_-;; | ||
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KOFgokuon
United States14888 Posts
On February 24 2009 15:38 Lemonwalrus wrote: I transferred from an engineering school of 2,000 students with 85%-90% male students to a state school of 20,000 students with 2/3 female students. I have calculated (because that's what engineers do) that I could strike out with 10 girls a day and never run out of girls to strike out with due to new freshmen every year. <3 engineering | ||
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i_heart_nukes
United States21 Posts
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GHOSTCLAW
United States17042 Posts
<3 engineering as well. But seriously? I haven't gotten over 6 hours of sleep for the last 2 weeks -_-;; | ||
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Solinren
United States2653 Posts
On February 24 2009 15:09 Raithed wrote: how can you "fail" if its just a homework, like, have you NOT done any homework? you should start man, homework = points. o_o In order to really understand this "discrete shit", you have to really do the homework and read the textbook over and over again. Got a 52 on a midterm. | ||
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SoLaR[i.C]
United States2969 Posts
Thursdays in Santa Barbara are "Student/Local Nights" and all the college kids make their way to the numerous bars and clubs on State Street. This particular night happened to my good friend P-Bon's birthday. Thus, he decided it would be a good idea to go sake bombing at a local sushi restaurant before going out clubbing. During sake bombing we got some special deal and ended up running a $800 bill just on booze between about 6 guys and 6 gals. We were clearly shitfaced already, but decided to hit up the nearby irish pub, and then go to a club so we could get our terrible grooves on. I remember ordering 2 shots of whiskey and this is where things started getting fuzzy. I remember looking across the dance floor and seeing two saucy chicas dancing with each other. I figured this was my best bet to get laid and went over. This lasted a good while and eventually heard the last call echoing throughout the club. So I excuse myself and try to find my friends only to find them gone and my phone out of batteries. Additionally, I can't find my fucking ATM card and am completely out of cash. I walk up and down the streets furiously trying to locate the bus that usually drives all the drunken students back to Isla Vista (the adjacent UCSB college town) but to no avail. I can't hail a cab because it's goddamn near 3AM and I have no money and can't call my friends. Thus, I walk into a 24/7 donut shop, grab two old-fashioned chocolate donuts (mmmmm....) and start running back to UCSB. One problem, it's ~15 miles and can only be reached by freeway... So I run onto the on-ramp and start hauling ass in the shoulder/running in the slow lane when the guard rail pushes me too close. Cars are honking furiously at me and flashing their high beams. All the time this is going on, I feel pretty good and for some reason think running a 1/2 marathon is a viable way of getting home on a 0.3+ blood alcohol level... Anyway, after making it about 3-4 miles a car comes too close for comfort and am forced to run amongst the tall grass and weeds on the other side of the railing on the shoulder. After running in the weeds for about 100 yards I fall in a deep concrete ditch and my leg starts bleeding through my now ripped pants. I stumble on in agony alongside the freeway. I can only make it a bit further and start to hobble because my leg hurts like a son of a bitch when I hear a honk and a car pulls up behind me. It's a taxi. Some guy yells out to me "Look you drunk bastard! There's CHP right behind me, and if you don't get in this goddamn van right now you're going to jail..." I promptly hop in try to explain what I was trying to do. He looks and me and shakes his head is disapproval. When we get back to Isla Vista I finally tell him I have no money and he's furious. He says he'll drive me to an ATM so I can get some cash to pay for this $38 cab ride. I intentionally stear him toward an ATM machine that about a half mile away from my house. I start to walk up to the ATM and I book it the other way. He gets out and starts chasing me. Fortunately I'm pretty athletic and the adrenaline is kicking in because of this 40 year old Middle Eastern man who is chasing me. I hop a few short fences, run through some parks, down an alley and into the safety of my front door. It's damn near 7:00am and some of my roomates are in the living room getting ready to go to work and their friday morning classes. They crack up after I told them my night. I pass out on the couch and don't wake up until 5pm. Definitely one of my more epic nights.... | ||
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KOFgokuon
United States14888 Posts
On February 24 2009 17:30 GHOSTCLAW wrote: <3 engineering as well. But seriously? I haven't gotten over 6 hours of sleep for the last 2 weeks -_-;; meh i got used to it pretty fast i took a lot of naps though | ||
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Klockan3
Sweden2866 Posts
On February 24 2009 17:39 Solinren wrote: In order to really understand this "discrete shit", you have to really do the homework and read the textbook over and over again. Got a 52 on a midterm. I got top grade in discrete without even buying the book, it is not hard tbh. On February 24 2009 17:30 GHOSTCLAW wrote: <3 engineering as well. But seriously? I haven't gotten over 6 hours of sleep for the last 2 weeks -_-;; Bad choice, if you don't sleep your memory will suffer. | ||
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Exteray
United States1094 Posts
On February 24 2009 14:36 Ziph wrote: I hate college, SUCH A WASTE OF FUCKING TIME. Everything I learned I could have learned for free by myself in like 1month instead of 2years I quit and i'm definitely never going too one again. Shit sucks, in the 2years all i learned was common fucking sense stuff -.-. What school do you go to? | ||
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Ry-Masta-T
United States478 Posts
On February 24 2009 17:45 SoLaR[i.C] wrote: During my time at UCSB, I had countless odd, hilarious, drunken nights. There is one in particular though that sticks out in my mind: Thursdays in Santa Barbara are "Student/Local Nights" and all the college kids make their way to the numerous bars and clubs on State Street. This particular night happened to my good friend P-Bon's birthday. Thus, he decided it would be a good idea to go sake bombing at a local sushi restaurant before going out clubbing. During sake bombing we got some special deal and ended up running a $800 bill just on booze between about 6 guys and 6 gals. We were clearly shitfaced already, but decided to hit up the nearby irish pub, and then go to a club so we could get our terrible grooves on. I remember ordering 2 shots of whiskey and this is where things started getting fuzzy. I remember looking across the dance floor and seeing two saucy chicas dancing with each other. I figured this was my best bet to get laid and went over. This lasted a good while and eventually heard the last call echoing throughout the club. So I excuse myself and try to find my friends only to find them gone and my phone out of batteries. Additionally, I can't find my fucking ATM card and am completely out of cash. I walk up and down the streets furiously trying to locate the bus that usually drives all the drunken students back to Isla Vista (the adjacent UCSB college town) but to no avail. I can't hail a cab because it's goddamn near 3AM and I have no money and can't call my friends. Thus, I walk into a 24/7 donut shop, grab two old-fashioned chocolate donuts (mmmmm....) and start running back to UCSB. One problem, it's ~15 miles and can only be reached by freeway... So I run onto the on-ramp and start hauling ass in the shoulder/running in the slow lane when the guard rail pushes me too close. Cars are honking furiously at me and flashing their high beams. All the time this is going on, I feel pretty good and for some reason think running a 1/2 marathon is a viable way of getting home on a 0.3+ blood alcohol level... Anyway, after making it about 3-4 miles a car comes too close for comfort and am forced to run amongst the tall grass and weeds on the other side of the railing on the shoulder. After running in the weeds for about 100 yards I fall in a deep concrete ditch and my leg starts bleeding through my now ripped pants. I stumble on in agony alongside the freeway. I can only make it a bit further and start to hobble because my leg hurts like a son of a bitch when I hear a honk and a car pulls up behind me. It's a taxi. Some guy yells out to me "Look you drunk bastard! There's CHP right behind me, and if you don't get in this goddamn van right now you're going to jail..." I promptly hop in try to explain what I was trying to do. He looks and me and shakes his head is disapproval. When we get back to Isla Vista I finally tell him I have no money and he's furious. He says he'll drive me to an ATM so I can get some cash to pay for this $38 cab ride. I intentionally stear him toward an ATM machine that about a half mile away from my house. I start to walk up to the ATM and I book it the other way. He gets out and starts chasing me. Fortunately I'm pretty athletic and the adrenaline is kicking in because of this 40 year old Middle Eastern man who is chasing me. I hop a few short fences, run through some parks, down an alley and into the safety of my front door. It's damn near 7:00am and some of my roomates are in the living room getting ready to go to work and their friday morning classes. They crack up after I told them my night. I pass out on the couch and don't wake up until 5pm. Definitely one of my more epic nights.... That's pretty fucked up. The guy saves your ass and drives you home and you stiff him... | ||
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Exteray
United States1094 Posts
 Oops and zipped up his pants and immediately walked to the window and tried to pee outside. Except window was too high to Reach so he splashed everywhere. Next day he doesn't remember a thing. Good thing there was a stain on the floor for proof.+ Show Spoiler + The smell sucked. | ||
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Polyphasic
United States841 Posts
yay my life. | ||
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Hypnosis
United States2061 Posts
On February 24 2009 17:46 KOFgokuon wrote: meh i got used to it pretty fast i took a lot of naps though sleep doesnt exist.. smoke weed every day. | ||
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Boblion
France8043 Posts
- Overcrowded classes. - Most of the diploma certificates sucks and have no real value. Lol at degrees, don't even expect to get a jgood ob with it, even a master's degree isn't always enough :D - Shitty schedules. - Lot of shitty teachers ( bad / no charisma / "don't care attitude" ) - %£µ°0°23+234°+23A4°23A4 foreign teachers who don't fucking know how to speak properly. - You won't make friends here. - Often leads to procrastination - Shitty shitty careers guidance and advice. - Strikes almost every years ( thx god i'm in a university with hardcore right-wing law students ( lol pleonasm ) Pro: - cheap as fuck ( 400 euros/year ROLF ) - You get some cool aids as a student. - You can repeat the years with infinite continues :D | ||
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vx70GTOJudgexv
United States3161 Posts
I wake up around 2 and everyone is moved in (16 other dudes - not only did I end up with a single, but I was slated for a double among a school that was supposedly tripling all freshman). However, when I open my door, there is a curtain of toilet paper in front of my door. I tear it down to find a pyramid about 3 feet tall of solo plastic bowls filled with water. Those motherfuckers trapped me in here with fucking paper supplies. + Show Spoiler + On February 24 2009 17:45 SoLaR[i.C] wrote: During my time at UCSB, I had countless odd, hilarious, drunken nights. There is one in particular though that sticks out in my mind: Thursdays in Santa Barbara are "Student/Local Nights" and all the college kids make their way to the numerous bars and clubs on State Street. This particular night happened to my good friend P-Bon's birthday. Thus, he decided it would be a good idea to go sake bombing at a local sushi restaurant before going out clubbing. During sake bombing we got some special deal and ended up running a $800 bill just on booze between about 6 guys and 6 gals. We were clearly shitfaced already, but decided to hit up the nearby irish pub, and then go to a club so we could get our terrible grooves on. I remember ordering 2 shots of whiskey and this is where things started getting fuzzy. I remember looking across the dance floor and seeing two saucy chicas dancing with each other. I figured this was my best bet to get laid and went over. This lasted a good while and eventually heard the last call echoing throughout the club. So I excuse myself and try to find my friends only to find them gone and my phone out of batteries. Additionally, I can't find my fucking ATM card and am completely out of cash. I walk up and down the streets furiously trying to locate the bus that usually drives all the drunken students back to Isla Vista (the adjacent UCSB college town) but to no avail. I can't hail a cab because it's goddamn near 3AM and I have no money and can't call my friends. Thus, I walk into a 24/7 donut shop, grab two old-fashioned chocolate donuts (mmmmm....) and start running back to UCSB. One problem, it's ~15 miles and can only be reached by freeway... So I run onto the on-ramp and start hauling ass in the shoulder/running in the slow lane when the guard rail pushes me too close. Cars are honking furiously at me and flashing their high beams. All the time this is going on, I feel pretty good and for some reason think running a 1/2 marathon is a viable way of getting home on a 0.3+ blood alcohol level... Anyway, after making it about 3-4 miles a car comes too close for comfort and am forced to run amongst the tall grass and weeds on the other side of the railing on the shoulder. After running in the weeds for about 100 yards I fall in a deep concrete ditch and my leg starts bleeding through my now ripped pants. I stumble on in agony alongside the freeway. I can only make it a bit further and start to hobble because my leg hurts like a son of a bitch when I hear a honk and a car pulls up behind me. It's a taxi. Some guy yells out to me "Look you drunk bastard! There's CHP right behind me, and if you don't get in this goddamn van right now you're going to jail..." I promptly hop in try to explain what I was trying to do. He looks and me and shakes his head is disapproval. When we get back to Isla Vista I finally tell him I have no money and he's furious. He says he'll drive me to an ATM so I can get some cash to pay for this $38 cab ride. I intentionally stear him toward an ATM machine that about a half mile away from my house. I start to walk up to the ATM and I book it the other way. He gets out and starts chasing me. Fortunately I'm pretty athletic and the adrenaline is kicking in because of this 40 year old Middle Eastern man who is chasing me. I hop a few short fences, run through some parks, down an alley and into the safety of my front door. It's damn near 7:00am and some of my roomates are in the living room getting ready to go to work and their friday morning classes. They crack up after I told them my night. I pass out on the couch and don't wake up until 5pm. Definitely one of my more epic nights.... WIN | ||
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Jayme
United States5866 Posts
On February 24 2009 17:51 Klockan3 wrote: I got top grade in discrete without even buying the book, it is not hard tbh. Bad choice, if you don't sleep your memory will suffer. Human beings only require 5 hours of sleep a night to function properly between the ages of 20-30, it's really the truth. Medical studies and all that have indicated the only reason people start to go bad with less then 7 hours is because they aren't used to it... I go on about 5 and a half hours of sleep a night and I'm absolutely fine. | ||
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Klockan3
Sweden2866 Posts
On February 24 2009 19:32 Jayme wrote: Human beings only require 5 hours of sleep a night to function properly between the ages of 20-30, it's really the truth. Medical studies and all that have indicated the only reason people start to go bad with less then 7 hours is because they aren't used to it... I go on about 5 and a half hours of sleep a night and I'm absolutely fine. Require and optimal are different things. | ||
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