Scurrying Around Campus

…Trying not to die.

And here we are, more or less two years after my last post. Have you bought that string of wire you were thinking of using to strangle me? If procrastination were an actual job, I’d be filthy rich right now, along with more than half of the population.  Continue reading


End It with a Bang…and a Wet Shirt: December 2012

Huzzah, I am not yet dead!

I’m sooooo sorry this took so long. I’m slowly but surely emphasis on the slowly trying to write all the things that have happened in the past year and a half, while keeping track of the current stuff. I have no excuse. It’s spring break over here (Hear! Hear! Filipino student on spring break? You probably already have an idea of what one of the future posts will be about.). And I’m working. Oops, so much for no excuses.

Either way, if you’re still sure you want to see what madness my classmates and I have been up to, read on below! Continue reading

Blog and Plug

I have a legitimate excuse to take a break from studying that massive pile of school texts that’s teetering and threatening to bury me underneath its bulk.

Our Japanese class’s blog is now official functional! And it’s on the same site! There you’ll see weekly posts from members of our class about anything under the sun. (Though I have a hunch that most of the posts there will be connected to Japan in one way or another. Well, it is a Japanese class.)

So far, the only things posted there are the welcome message and our self-introductions with our pictures. Give it time. Some of us have expressed their intentions to post when they aren’t too busy trying not to get swallowed up by schoolwork. Soon it’ll be filled with everything from trivia, events, to pure randomness.

It’s purely in Japanese though. Most of the thoughts survive Google Chrome’s translations so if you can withstand the atrocious grammar and lack of coherence of the translations, it should be fine if you want to read it. I anticipate no lack of pictures from us, so that may make up for it as well.

Join the madness here!

With my advertising campaign done, I now return to the nest I had made of my readings and school texts. See ya guys if I return from the land of the half-dead!

Queues, Tons of Walking, and a Dash of Life Saving Teamwork

Back to school time for us. The second semester actually started just this Thursday, with enrollment starting on the Monday before that. Which naturally meant long lines for class enlistment, and even longer lines for payment of fees. And let’s not forget the Hunger Games-esque scenes that always seem to happen around the areas of Math, Science, and Technology (MST) subjects.

Before anything else, I would just like to say that, without any kind of higher priority, enlisting MSTs is a witch with a nectar-loving, striped insect. Supersized. Continue reading

Awesome Forever Classmates Moments 001

So I said I wouldn’t be able to post until hell week ended, and here I am, typing a second entry not twenty-four hours afterward. Maybe if I say that more often, I’d finally be able to post in time to meet certain fanfiction deadlines. But today gave us (or me, at least) such an emotional work out that it would be a crime not to share it. The happier parts, I mean. Unless you’re particularly fond of schadenfreude, in which case it’s a pleasure to provide you with moments of my torment I think.

Today was a roller coaster of emotions, lots of  highs, lows, and the occasional okay, maybe omnipresent loopy moments. And they were all with these people who, in the course of two and a half semesters, have become a very precious part of my life. Continue reading

Eargasm-Inducing Mid-Hell Week Post

I know it may seem like I’ve died, but I haven’t, really. Or at least not yet bloody exams. I haven’t written for the longest time, but I am now back to test the limits of your sanity. Don’t worry though; the past weeks have been relatively insane even for my standards. Just the usual hanging out with awesome classmates, papers, school, and reviewing like mad — a typical student’s menu.

I have to say though. I missed this yes I know, Im a sap and I abso-bloody-lutely miss this thing people call rest. The latter part of yesterday and today were our respite from days and weeks of papers, informant work, reports, haggardness, and stress. Tomorrow, people from our last class of the day have planned for us to go goof off at a nearby mall.

Things will pick up again next week though, as this semester is nearing its end. Deadlines, exams, papers, reports, even more exams and papers would be prowling the corners of incoming weeks. “Hell week” really does live up to its name. For those interested, I’ll hopefully be able to post the next set of chapters of the fanfics I’ve started posting here. I promise to post something interesting too. I think the tons of farewell parties might give me interesting material to write about. So until the, I’ll leave you with one of the things that keeps us from becoming part of the impending zombie apocalypse. I have to warn you: It’s kind of addictive, so make sure you have time to keep repeating the video to your hearts’ and ears’ content 😉

The Beginning [ONE OK ROCK]

Rurounin Kenshin Live Action OST

Just tell me why baby they might call me crazy 
For saying I’d fight until there is no more
I can’t see the end so where do I begin 

Just tell me why baby
They might call me crazy
For saying I’d fight until there is no more
The selecting glint in your eye that holds sadness is nearly a sense of urge, right?
Blinded, I can’t see the end
So where do I begin?

Post One Week “Vacation”

A new school week full of make up classes, food trips, lessons, and insanity. Throw in a plateful of lobby-made because it wasn’t exactly homemade since we made it in the middle of the second floor lobby kimbap, topoki, and an unidentifiable spicy pancit LOL I kid jap chae, free food, four hours of Alternative Classroom Learning Experience which I utterly regret not being able to attend, fantasizing about said ACLE, peppered conversations with my best friend, and the typical dose of insanity with my awesome forever classmates because we have no official block but stick together for majors anyway, and you get a week and a half of my first semester sophomore college life, one week after our “vacation” due to the torrential rains of the Southwest Monsoon.

The Alternative Classroom Learning Experience (ACLE) is always really something to look forward to. But seriously, I’m starting to notice a trend. My participation in school activities is always, without fail, next to nonexistent during the first semester of any year, in any school, during whatever level of education. No matter what the activity is. It was really too bad we had to make progress with our research paper sometime this week (the other groups have already started with their second language variety or are nearly done with their first, while we still face the problems of a practically nonexistent member and our main language consultant returning to her province and not knowing when she’ll come back. Ergo, we haven’t even gotten to half of our first language variety. If you’re wondering, yes, I’m panicking.)

I mean really. I was having a hard time deciding what to attend, and then I ended up not being able to go because we recorded for said paper. My choices were, among others, Tai Chi, Furoshiki Workshop (that’s the art of traditional Japanese cloth wrapping), Exorcism: Can This Happen to You?, Forensic Anthropology and Human Rights, Parkour Demo + Workshop, Kick and Flip Capoeira, Aikido, Forensic Science, Arms Training (probably what I would have attended had I gone), and Ethical Hacking.

Awesome, yeah?

I wasn’t able to attend and am now on the brink of having a childish tantrum about it and nothing in particular…they’re right, PMSing women are scary! so I’m having a typical conversation with my best friend whilst we study for our first thing at seven in the bloody morning exam. No Pottermore too, since we set up a sort of curfew at one in the morning for when we have classes the following day. Usually.

Here’s a snippet of our conversation. It’s one of the…saner parts of the conversation, I think. I leave it to you to judge who said what how.

And yes, I know. We’re absolutely mental.


“My brain has turned into the consistency of porridge. Fancy a helping?”

“That’s revolting XD”

“It is. A pinch or whole fistful of cinnamon might make it somewhat tolerable.”

“I rather like keeping my dinner where it is now.”

“Not even with chocolate chips?”


“Darn. And here I thought I’d be able to give you a piece of my mind.”