College students seem to me
Like homeless people, to some degree
They can all do things that no one else does
Eat old food for breakfast, just because
No one expects them to do normal things
And if they choose not to heat the can of beans
Or wander out in public in a questionable pair of jeans
Well its only a hobo or a poor college kid
We'd never do that, heaven forbid
They'll go wherever there is free food
Their sense of time and their language is crude
They live in masses but most are alone
Where they'll be in ten years is completely unknown

Did you ever play a card game like Hand and Foot or Phase 10 where you draw and discard and draw and discard...and you're trying to get certain cards? You will have noticed this rule that comes into effect. It's a branch-off from Murphy's Law:

Whatever you discard you will keep drawing

If you think you won't get enough 4's and start discarding them...that's all you'll draw. 4's.

So I've decided upon a wealth building strategy to use this principle for my own gain.

Find a penny, keep a penny

They are always strewn about the restaurant, and the other employees discard them with trivolity. A word akin to frivolity.

I'm going to start keeping those 4's.

Now don't talk to me about muckraking and such. I don't scuttle around looking for them. I've just suddenly become okay with bending over to fish them out of the cracks.


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As a footnote: this is Murphy's Law in poem form

I never had a slice of bread,
Particularly large and wide,
That did not fall upon the floor,
And always on the buttered side

I love you more than the sun and the stars that I taught how to shine

Love is helping a stranger carry their books and laundry two blocks in the dark lest they fall under the weight and not be discovered till morning

Love is texting a friend who didn't get to go to the picnic to tell them you miss them and wish they could be there with you.

Love is giving your cinnamon raisin bread to someone down the hall who used up all their cafeteria meals

Love is getting off your skateboard to walk in the slow lane with a friend who's mom is dying of cancer

Love is taking twenty minutes to walk across campus for a friend instead of watching their stuff while they go

We didn't know we weren't allowed to rearrange tables....but we weren't sorry either

I feel like my test performances this week were completely unsatisfactory. The results were satisfactory. But it was all complete wonkiness.

Willy Wonka is not the origin of this word, nor is the etymology in any way related.

So, Chapter Test in Mass Communication. I am preparing, I am studying, I am reading and comprehending and doing excellently. Surprise, the professor tells us the answers. As we're taking the test. I was so insulted.

And also sorry that I had spent so much time studying unnecessarily and not doing more productive things like illegally rearranging the tables in the cafeteria or being a hobo on a campus bench. I love being a hobo.

I was also frustrated because when professors do wild things like give me test answers, it tends to make me think I should write off all studying in the future and just fully commit to hobohood. Must not give in!

Then there was the failure of the Spanish pruebita. The one I did not study for one bit. It actually had nothing to do with being a hobo or supposing that Senora would give us the answers. It just had to do with me supposing I was already perfectly fluent enough to mess around with ser to Senoras satisfaction.

Then the hobo becomes quite dismayed and realizes that this is not going to work out as well as planned. I was quite horrified at the failure that was on that paper. It was even my handwriting.

Only, strange twisted surprise, the pruebita was credited to me with 100% accuracy. Darn you, Senora, that skater guy that sits next to me, you must have got ours mixed up. Cause I'm darned sure he did better than I did.

Upon further thought I decided that I was definitely right in the beginning. I am just a genious at the Spanish language. The skater guy and I are a team.

And these were both quite forthright tests, all nicely announced. What will pop quizzes do to me next?

"Retarded people make the best comedians. Everything they do is funny."

This, a disturbing quote from someone in my suitemate's room. Most of the people in their room I find disturbing, and I only see the ones that are there in the daytime. And the ones that show up in my doorway to inform me they're going to use the middle bathroom. Thanks for sharing.

When Intellects Debate the Earth's Shape

I never understand people who say they are bored. Never. For the simple reason that if you are so unimaginative that you cannot even manage to do something productive or physically active, I mean at LEAST go to Yahoo! answers and be entertained there.


Is the world really round?
Obviously the Roundism theory is a lie. The world must be flat, why? Because if the world is round, people on the bottom side would fall off! So simply put, if the world is NOT round, it must be flat. Not triangluar or anything else like that.

Also this Theory of Gravity is nonsense, scientists can't prove it, that's why it's called a 'Theory' duh...

While it's true that many 'real' scientists in the world believe that the world is round, their faith is unfounded and forced on to them by their bosses and peer pressure. To date there are up to 600+ eminent scientists who have proofs that the world is flat, however their studies are ignored by the media and the secret organisations that run the world.

The FACT is there is very little evidence supporting Roundism.

Also if the world is round, how does Santa Claus deliver our presents in one day? It's much easier to fly over flat land than round land.Is the world really round? Obviously the Roundism theory is a lie. The world must be flat, why? Because if the world is round, people on the bottom side would fall off! So simply put, if the world is NOT round, it must be flat. Not triangluar or anything else like that.


Best Answer - Chosen by Voters:
I had a world map. The world is flat.
I also had a globe, I hit it with my baseball bat several times, now it is also flat...


This is one of my favorite answers, though admittedly not as good as the Best Answer:

"i thought thomas friedman said its flat? thomas friedman is a very popular dood i don't think he will lie? so i also tinking tt the earth is flat

to prove it, i take a ruler and triangle and put it on the floor its flat rite? no curvature at all? i totally agree with you man, excellent point. brilliance"


then there was this person, who for some reason thought that destroying fruit would prove somebody's point...


"Put an orange on the table and gently push down on it. See how it turns into an oval? S'what the world looks like."



And all this starts with a question that isn't even a question - besides the last paragraph, which asks about how Santa Claus delivers presents. How much better could it be?



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