UVa students also use sports to justify their arrogance, which is the only thing UVa holds over private schools. However, this is no basis for ego, as unless you are actually part of the sport team, your college teams' talent level has nothing to do with you at all. This should actually be a source of shame as the majority of talented athletes are legally retarded, and completely worthless outside of their sport. Unless you are talented enough to be a professional athlete, once your four years of college are over, you will be just another state school graduate cleaning the t'aint of a private school graduate as a career. Using sports as a justification for pride is something typically done by dumbshit state school students who couldn't even get into schools like UVa, and thus have no talent or worth whatsoever. I would have personally thought UVa students were above that. Perhaps the despair and shame resulting from rejection from private schools affected them more deeply than I expected.
In summation, UVa is a group of state schoolers who wish they were private schoolers, but regardless, still only go to a state school.
Douche bag #2 at private school who IS the greatest thing since the ultra-thin latex condom: "UVa was my safety school. The admissions officers basically sucked MY dick just to get me to apply. Too bad for them, I am far too talented to waste myself at a state school."
#1:"Man, I wish I could've gone to a private school. I applied and got rejected. And besides, I'm too poor to afford the tuition anyways."
#2:"My parents give me your tuition for spending money every week. Oh, and I might've accidentally fucked your girlfriend. Sorry dude."
#1:"Oh, it's alright man, you're so hot that I'm straight and I want you to fuck me. Hey, check out my new Lacoste polo!"
#2:"Yeah nice. I have that in every color. I have matching Rolexes for each one."
#1:"Dude, you think you're so awesome. Whatever, I'm going to be everyone's boss when I graduate."
#2:"Actually no, sorry. You will be my bitch/secretary/ass wiper."
#1:"Yeah, I know. All my self worth is based on the fact that I am better than the nobodies who attend every other school in this state. In reality, I wish I was you."
#2:"I know, everyone wants to be me. How can you blame them? Now go study so you can get good grades and maybe get into a private school for graduate education, although probably not, because all the spots will be taken by private schoolers. My ass has to be wiped by someone with a Ph.D., so study hard, and maybe I'll employ you."
The university demands students to report each other on "academic cheating", which includes reporting your buddies collaborating on homework--they were pushing it on students via university website. Everywhere on campus, you feel the eye of the Big Brother on you--well everything is very orderly and peaceful...like in a grave, sort of... God forbids you dress or look alternatively or exhibit human qualities. Due to isolated location and lack of social opportunities, the school has a lot of bored to death, old fart married professors seeking relations with young thing students. University of Virgina is known for shunning personal creativity; one example would be local student newspaper demanding to remove 'disgusting' exhibit of modern art, just because it's not in harmony with "classical" architecture of the university. The school is known for putting down anyone who doesn't speak perfect English and doesn't "fit in" in general, due to general local "Southern" arrogance and exclusive attitudes. The school's real motto can be summed up as: "You must fit in (in our little boring conservative provincial world) or leave".
The academic achievements that this school likes to wave around and quite average and not impressive in comparison with the average overseas university. Extremely claustrophobic atmosphere is not conductive for human creativity, apparently. But the most amazing thing is the degree of misogyny on campus--well, no wonder, this public university wasn't even admitting females up until 1970.
A-Student from California: "Yes, I'm sure"
Professor: "Really? But you don't speak any English. I doubt so."