Name: Daniel Torres Jr.
Birthday: 3/29
Year: '08
Major: 6, duh
Club/Sports/Activities: Desk captain, Harvester of Sorrow
Reasons why you should choose Desmond: I live here
Hometown: San Antonio, Texas

Favorite Food/Drink: Hamburgers are pretty good, I like Sprite
Favorite Color: Yellow (... you got a problem?)
Favorite Hobby: Procrastinating (and breaking things)
Favorite Sport: Football
Favorite Movie: Jackass
Favorite Actor: Johnny Knoxville
Favorite Actress: ø\(¼_o)/ø
Favorite Band: Metallica
Favorite Singer: David Draiman (ooh ah-ah-ah-ah)
Favorite Musical Genre: Rock (all others = crap in comparison)
Favorite Song: Blur - Song 2 or Mason Williams - Classical Gas (and like 1000 others)
Favorite Class: 6.270 (attack of the LEGO robots)
Favorite Book: The Anarchist Cookbook
Favorite TV Show: South Park is slowly overtaking The Simpsons
Favorite Holiday: My Birthday

Favorite Quote: "The early bird gets the worm... but the second mouse gets the cheese"

Other Interests: Electronics, fire, computers, paintball, cars, breaking things, fixing things
Favorite MIT memory: Freshman year, Robert Rudd was my roomate. We had our first (of three) 3.091 tests the next morning, and like the procrastinators we are, we didn't start studying 'til after midnight. We studied 'til 7am (test at 9). It wouldn't make sense to take the test tired, so we both agreed on taking a one-hour nap. I wake up first and look at my watch, and it's 3pm. I'm like "Ro.. Robeeeert" and he's all "...whaaat" and I go "It's 3pm, we missed the test" and he's like "OM..OMG". He starts freaking out and I'm like "dude it's cool, we'll just ace the next two". Robert's still freaking and starts throwing clothes on and I'm like ".. hey you can't leave without me" so I jump out of bed and chase him out the door. We go to Sadoway's administrators office to tell her of our ordeal. She's in a room behind glass, Robert's like (quietly) "we missed the test.."

She walks out of the room and goes "You missed the test? Is that what you said? I couldn't quite hear you" and we're all "... yes....................."

She's like "Sadoway's in his office, you can go talk to him"

My testicles cower into my throat as we walk through the door. Sadoway's like "so what happened" and I tell him the story of how we missed the test we stayed up so late studying for, and he's like "ha ha ha". "Do you want to take the test now?"

"Holy.. are you serious?"

"Yeah we'll just put you in that other room"

Wondering what sexual favors I could perform for this guy, we go take the test in some weird room.

I got an 87 on the test. My next two tests were 43 and 41, respectively.

Had I gone with my "I'll just ace the next two tests" strategy, I would have failed freshman chemistry.

Random Facts About Me: Too many to list, so I'll go with the best one:
Words of Wisdom for Prospective Students: Don't ever take yourself seriously.
A sense of humor will get you far in life.
Don't ever take one-hour naps before something important.

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