Dead Caterpillar

I just got over being sick. I hate being sick because I never get a tiny cold; it's always a full-blown-sleep-for-days kind of sick.

When I was in school, the the first major I was in had a very strict attendance policy (I know, attendance in college seems very high school). Missing class was always detrimental for your grade. Sick people would drag themselves to class for fear of their grades being dropped a half or full letter (I can't remember which) but it was enough to scare us into mobility.

Your Name is Murphy

Recently, I've come to the realization that, perhaps, I can be a little clumsy, accident prone and occasionally unfortunate. I never really thought about it until my friend gave me a new name....

Ants! Damn Fire Ants!

The above comic has me at the end with an allergic reaction to an ant bite.

This is the full story:

freakin' Floridian wildlife...

Let's Pet the Dog!

Since I was little I've had an uneasy relationship with dogs. In passing, they're fine. And yes, puppies are fun to look at for about 7 minutes, but most of the time dogs don't really seem to like me.

Perhaps they can sense my hesitation to pet them, desire to remain drool-free or maybe they're not used to Asian people. Whatever the reason, this is what happens when I get near dogs:


5 Irrational Fears

I am a quirky person. Most things don't bother me too much, but the things that do are rather peculiar things.

Here are 5 irrational fears that I have. I hope no one messes with me now...

Questions in the Car

When you're in the car it's nice to talk sometimes.

When I was in high school, my older sister was driving me somewhere and decided to try to strike up conversation.

Sometimes it's also nice to ride in silence.

Adventure to Clearwater, Parts I, II, II+1/2 and III

 Okay, so a little while ago I posted Adventure to Clearwater, Part III. At the time, I thought the Clear water adventure was going to be a three-parter, but I was mistaken. So, I now present to you:

Adventure to Clearwater Parts I, II, II+1/2 and III

I'm not a very angry person.
In fact, very few people have actually seen me angry or even pissed off.
At the most, I think I usually get irritated or testy, but hardly ever truly, honestly angry.
So this was rather unusual. 

And it was the first and only time I ever had PMS. 
Thank god. 

True story.
Second semester of my Junior year in college.