Strawberry Crush

On a previous v-day, I received an anonymous can of strawberry crush soda (crush, get it?) in the mail, with a tag attached to it saying 'happy v day'. For almost a year (or is it two?) it gathered dust on my shelf.

Recently, while packing my things, I came across it again, and decided to find out who sent it before tossing it out. It turns out, it wasn't any of my neighbors or friends. So now one begins to wonder, who could it be? and will I ever know.

Desperation. How far would YOU go?

If a fire were about to burn down your building, what would you run out with?
We had another fire alarm incident a few days ago. People were surprisingly happy given the fact that it could easily burn our old wooden building down (the neighboring building did anyway). It was also a pretty social event because we got to meet our neighbors, some whom we had never met before. Most students ran out with their laptops, given that their theses or papers were on that. I ran out with my most precious . . A neighbor, M, ran out with absolutely nothing, since he claimed to not care anymore having defended the week before. My apartmentmate L, ran out with enough to look like she was leaving the country, including the laptop of course. (image coming soon)