Saturday, September 15, 2012

University Press I

You know, as the switch over between high school and college happened, I had a dilemma. Should I continue with the H.S. format or morph into a university newspaper? Well, I thought of the pros and cons-- and then I remembered I shouldn't take it so seriously because let's face it, no one even looks at it. 

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Mr. Parasite


I don't know much about Great Britain, mainly because I don't get BBC America. He-he-he.

9/11


As someone pointed on Twitter, kids who were seven when 9/11 occurred are now eighteen and can join the army.

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Nineteen Ninety-Nine

MCMXCIX. 1999 marked the beginning of schooling many others and myself. Ten years of faking injuries; five years of Field Days; years of actual sickness and fevers; five years of the photography bug.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Kidnapped by The Archenemy

It's only been a week or so since the Two Year Anniversary of the ESF happened already I'm having dreams about it. Since I take care of my nephew during the day and go to sleep around 1 AM or so, I don't get much rest before I wake up again and run on a few hours of sleep.

病みつき! (Addicting!)

Ah, lazy Sunday afternoons. The reason why the title is in Japanese is because of the very cute, but addicting commercials I saw this afternoon. These commercials are advertising a brand of gum in Japan called Fit's which is made by Lotte, a South Korean company.

Saturday, August 4, 2012

La Vie

As the French saying goes, C'est la vie. 'That's life' for us English speakers. Of course, I don't speak French and I only knew one person who could sort of speak it, although he only knew phrases but couldn't construct sentences. For example:

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Eating Out at Chick-fil-A

Killing chickens; killing rights; killing equality
all for $6.50, plus tax of course.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

The Archenemy and the Lonely Parents Club

Some say that dreams tell of things we want; fantasies that will never be realized. My dreams, as I have written, are wild. Some are erotic, others horrific, and some just straightforward, as this next dream is.