A preposterous replacement for the cereal boxes literature, the eating healthy flyer pyramids in the dining halls do nothing more than provide faux reading material for lone diners. Teresa Chang, M.D.'s words of wisdom are rumored to make some nauseous.

9 BELL HELL

Canaday may be in close proximity to Annenberg, but it's also next door to the bells. At a quarter to the hour in the morning, Mem Church makes sure that all its neighbors reconsider that decision to skip Ec 10 section just one more time. Down on Mount Auburn Street, those looking to coast through Sunday afternoon writing that paper are rudely interrupted by the Lowell House sonic beat.

10 CONCENTRATION PARTIES

There's nothing like some warm Sprite and month-old Pepperidge Farm Mint Milano cookies to spice up an otherwise drab Friday afternoon. Concentration parties offer a unique forum for interaction with top-quality Faculty, that is if you concentrate on what you're saying while you focus in on that irritating piece of cookie stuck on the left side of your sophomore tutor's mustache.

11 THE THIN RED LINE NO MATTER HOW

MANY RESEARCH PAPERS YOU'VE DONE, THE GUIDELINE FROM THE ELEVATOR IN THE WIDENER STACKS LEADING TO UNDERGROUND PUSEY IS A FICKLE FRIEND. WHAT IF IT ENDS? WHERE WOULD YOU BE? WHERE ARE YOU? WHAT? IS THERE SOMETHING ON THE SIDE OF MY MOUTH?

12 ENTRYWAY-CEST?

You see them every day, whether you like them or not. Up the stairs, down the stairs, there's no avoiding the entryway posse. Come nightfall, though, they're the perfect fallback for a lonely freshman night, the optimal finale to an evening of bar hoping or the natural conclusion to several weeks of flirtatious hi's and bye's. Truly, though, as it ends ultimately uncomfortably for all, entryway-cest is ill-advised and nearly always regrettable.

13 IF YOU CAN READ THIS YOU'RE BIKING THE WRONG WAY

14 THE FRESHMAN HOUSING LOTTERY'S COMPUTER PROGRAM

It takes days, and sometimes weeks, to settle on a group of people to block with in March of freshman year. But it only gets worse. The geniuses at the undergraduate housing office have a do-it-yourself philosophy regarding these matters. One individual in each blocking group is required to locate a mysterious room hidden in the depths of the Science Center and navigate the HTML and Java of an original computer program designed to compile the database of blocking groups for the office. No computer specialist patrols the room of beeping machines while anxious first-years painstakingly enter loads of information about their blockmates (some of whom are only recent acquaintances) into the program. Such precious info should not be placed in such nervous hands; the office should handle the data entry itself.

15 WHERE AM I AGAIN?

Finally, they got some version of universal key card access--thank the good Lord! But new problems began immediately. What House am I at? Is it not universal after eight? Before six? And what happens with daylight savings time? Some universality in universalness would be helpful.

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