The Story of Graduation

It was sort of funny, at first, everyone I’ve ever needed to email or talk to  decided to up and leave before I could have a quick chat with them. I wanted the fall 2012 quarter to be my last quarter at Cal Poly Pomona, but instead the school was secretly working their administration magic to keep me paying for a way to get out.

Undergraduates at the school have to pay $6,624 for tuition, an estimated $1,500 for books, $106 for parking per quarter, and some classes, like my dance course, requires you to go see  plays that often require purchasing $50 tickets. That’s not including gas/transportation cost, room and board, groceries, and other necessary living costs, so you could understand my reasoning for just wanting to be done with school.

The problem is that the school is seemingly putting so many obstacles in front of you that you can’t graduate on time. Continue reading “The Story of Graduation”

Living with a Vampire: Part 1- Moving In

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(Relax, it’s only three parts)

As published on Uloop news.

In college, we’re bound to spend some time with a roommate. Some are great, some of them are incredibly strange, and others can be very difficult, so I suppose this story I’m about to tell you was bound to come out. I was asked the other day about my worst roommate experience in college. I thought about it for about two seconds, and immediately my mind drifted back to last year when I had a vampire as a roommate. Continue reading “Living with a Vampire: Part 1- Moving In”

Cal Poly Pomona Student’s Alleged Threats against LA Schools

Kyle Bangayan voa Facebook
Kyle Bangayan voa Facebook

Re-posted from Uloop news.

In the wake of one of the most violent and heinous crimes in our nation, Cal Poly Pomona student, Kyle Bangayan, 24, was brought to the attention of news organizations for allegedly posting violent threats on social media sites against schools in the Los Angeles area.

Following the aftermath of the elementary school shooting in Connecticut, Bangayan, was found with nine firearms including rifles, handguns and a shotgun and was arrested at his parents’ home in Hollywood and taken to the Men’s Central Jail in downtown Los Angeles.

Prosecutors announced late Monday that Bangayan would not have any file charged against him reporting that, although he had referenced the massacre in Connecticut on his Facebook page on Sunday, he made no specific threat against a school or person and he told the police that he was just joking.

Bangayan wrote that thousands of children die in other countries and that Americans needed to get over the shootings which took the lives of 20 children at Sandy Hook Elementary in Newtown, Conn and six adults who tried protecting the lives of other children still in the building. Continue reading “Cal Poly Pomona Student’s Alleged Threats against LA Schools”

Writing: the Gateway Drug

My hands hit the keyboard again and I felt as though they haven’t touched these rows of hard plastic in over twenty years. I write everyday whether the sun is shining or the cold and heavy showers of rain hurl down on top of me, but I feel as though this isn’t enough.

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Epic Procrastination

The ancient (and untrue) tale of a procrastinator.

I sit fumbling through the scribbled pages of my notes, and as I am beginning to highlight the already densely bolded words in my text book, I decided that I should take a break. I started stretching, and as I was walking around the room I noticed my trash can was half full. I procrastinated longer by tossing out the trash in the dumpster outside, and then attempted to head back inside to my studies. But naturally, on the way back in, I saw an old friend passing by. And so, not wanting to be rude, we conversed remembering the days when we used to hang out together. And when the conversation ended, I made my way back indoors. I went straight for my room hoping I wouldn’t encompass anymore distractions, but then I decided that I was sort of hungry and stopped by the fridge for a snack.

I stared blankly at the contents of my refrigerator knowing plainly that I was just standing there to waste time. And after five minutes of peering deeply at my milk carton, I gently closed the door and walked away. Immediately after I glanced down at my wristwatch and noticed that my short break melted into a lost hour. I ran back to my desk and began reading my textbook like mad. So madly in fact, I ended up reading a single sentence repeatedly for ten minutes. I really need to focus, I thought frantically to myself. But something about procrastination just seems more enticing.

So I shut my book and I began to take another short break when I noticed something lying on the floor. I picked up the piece of trash and went to throw it away. And naturally, I decided, what the heck, I’ll just vacuum the whole floor while I’m at it. And so after vacuuming the remaining area of my floor, I dumped the contents of the vacuum’s dust collector in the trash. And then I pondered to myself, should I vacuum the rest of the apartment? It’s quite dirty anyways… Why not? And so I continued vacuuming the rest of the apartment, getting every square inch as I partook in the task, and when I was done and tucked the vacuum away in its place, I realized that the dishes needed washing. I couldn’t vacuum the floor without leaving the dishes could I? And when I was done with that I moved on to the rest of the kitchen. Why not clean the windows while I’m at it?

Hours passed and all I had accomplished was cleaning the apartment. Not a single mention of philosophy had I come across today. I looked to my watch again to only realize that my final exam would take place in three hours. Should I spend it studying or should I get some sleep seeing that it is now 5:00 am? I pondered the dilemma for a moment. I’m just a slave to procrastination anyways. I might as well be rested when I fail my test.