On Cannon Green, next Thursday night.

VOTE OR DIE
Election Results!

Twenty-ten 41.2%
X 32.3%
‘10 11.7%
‘010 11.7%
Two thousand ten 1.2%
Dimes 0.8%
Prince-ten 0.8%
Year of the Dog 0.3%

I’m guessing from the numbers that around 350 people (a quarter of our class) voted, because I refuse to believe that any more than one person wanted to call us “Princeton Year of the Dog.”

I received this email from the class of 2010 president today:

TOMORROW, November 7th
10-11 pm
Frist (In front of Café Viv)

YOU vote how the class will be labeled:

*  2010 (Twenty Ten)
*  ‘10  (Ten)
* ‘010  (O-Ten)
*  X (Roman Numeral “X”)
*  Other

Ballots will be open from 10-11
Bring your P.U. I.D’s

So I realize this issue in reality bears very little importance, but I have class between 10 and 11 and I can’t vote, and I’m relying on every other person to not be stupid. PLEASE.

I mean, it’s bad enough we don’t know what to call ourselves. But 2010 is nice, isn’t it? Or even ‘10? I’m pretty sure no one is going to like ‘010, but for all of our sakes, please don’t try to be funny and vote for our being called “Class of X” just because you think it has no chance in hell of winning. (And, by the way, Connor, what the heck is “Roman numeral ‘X’”? Seriously.)

I’m not going to be able to take it if Princeton freshmen turn out to be as retarded as my high school class was when we were frosh in high school and decided to make our mascot “the Yellow Twisted Twinkies.” Okay so, I guess by the time we were seniors, it was actually kinda funny, and the Twinkie graduation t-shirt was super cute, but there’s really nothing particularly cool or history-making about being called Class X.