Category Archives: Second Year

What it’s like to be 19 during holidays

Adult but not quite

HAHA *cries*

Merry Christmas, loves!

Last exam, let’s go!

Sports psychology? Meh.

2nd last day of exams? Ugh.

7pm? WORST. ‘specially if you gotta get up early the next morning.
bad weather jinxIt’s been a year and people who had exams on December 19th, 2012 are still angry hahahaha.

Students and professors and employers, oh my!

Today, I was alerted to the fact that the prof of KIN 231 apparently used one of my older comics/doodles/what-have-yous as a slide in her last lecture.

Click on the picture to go to the original post!

While the news was a bit flattering, it meant that she probably read through my blog and saw that I’m a terrible procrastinator and mildly insane. And I may have her next term, worryingly enough.

Now, I know that thousands of people—mostly students—have seen at least some part of my work. And that is more than okay  with me! But there is a small part of me that is hesitant about continuing to blog, because anyone can find me fairly easily. In particular, future employers. 

The idea of that is kind of scary. It means I gotta watch what I say (no swearing!) so that I don’t give out an awful impression to the people who come across my public social media profiles.

So yeah, I’m going to keep my written angsting to a minimum from now on.

But comics are okay, right?

Nearing the end of a stressful term

Hey there, UBC!

It’s been a hectic past two months, and I’ve sure missed blogging (not to mention I’m feeling guilty). But now that midterms are over and finals are coming up, I’ll have a little time to get the UBC blogosphere up to speed on what I’ve been doing—if you’re all still interested, that is 🙂

In the meantime…

Yeah, I’m having trouble keeping focused.

That time I rode a party bus to school

Yesterday’s morning transit was unusual, to say the least.

Usually, I take the Skytrain from Burnaby all the way to the VCC-Clark station, where I’d rush off to catch the 84 bus. I had expected that morning’s commute to be no different.

When the Skytrain pulled into the Commercial-Broadway station, however, it stopped on the other side—the side headed back where I had come from.

Obviously, I wasn’t going to stick around and find out if the train was really heading back east. Thus, I exited with all the other commuters and lined up for the 99 B-line Express although it doesn’t feel very express. As usual, I passed up on the first bus that came by in order to get a seat. 

A minute later, a big, black bus with decorated windows pulled up to the curb. Oi, I thought this was a public transit stop only!

Blacked out windows do not a creeper vehicle necessarily make.

A couple of well-dressed dudes hopped out and cheerfully shouted, “who wants to go straight to UBC?”

Oh. Well…

So after .54238 seconds of hesitation, I got on, unsure of whether I would actually make it to class today or if I was going to be a victim of a public mass murder. Hey, I have an active imagination.

The bus was decked out with streamers, red bull, and balloons. There were faded leather seats, and at least one onboard washroom.

Is EVERYTHING at UBC sponsored by Red Bull?

Once everyone was seated and the bus started pulling away from the stop, the men introduced themselves as “kind of” from the AMS, and told us that the free rental bus that we were sitting in was a thing to promote their campaign for better, more reliable transit. Their only request was that we texted a number (given to us at the time) to sign a petition.

I think the majority of the bemused commuters ended up texting the petition, but there wasn’t really a huge obligation to do so. From what I could tell, it was a multi-step process of texting my name and email to the petition line. Sidenote: I’m still not sure if I’ll actually do so.

What felt like 40 or so total strangers squished up on a cozy bus. Look at ’em, getting all friendly with their fellow passengers.

Just half an hour (and 5 major bus stops—Cambie, Granville, Macdonald, Alma, Sasamat) later, I stepped off the bus and onto the plaza north of the SUB.

People lining up for interviews at UBC

People lining up for interviews. Such an exciting ordeal!

And that’s the story of how I got to class 20 minutes early! Man, was I glad I’d waited.

For more information and a more accurate description, read the Ubyssey’s article.