A Short Break to Blog

Has anyone ever had one of those classes that requires you to read two hundred pages of extremely boring psychological analysis? Cause apparently I have one of those. I've got about 30 pages left, and blogging right now is a welcome reprieve.

This past week of organizing classes was fun, considering I skipped all of them that weren't Japanese and cancelled one. It's a luxury you can afford during registration week, as none of the classes take attendance. So I took advantage of said luxury, and had an easy week of just Japanese.

Yesterday was the World Festival.

It is not something exciting.

We were made to believe that it was.

They advertised free food, games, and entertainment. What we got was awkardly put together small portions of food that ran out before you got your turn in line (each booth only had enough to feed 150 people, for the 400 or so students that showed up to the event. Also only 2 booths were open at a time).

The games room consisted of uno and some playing cards and a PS1 with no good games on it. We were about to go in when we saw people being hit on the face with pie, and decided we'd rather not be a part of that. There was also a massage room, but I've never been comfortable getting rubbed down by strangers, so I don't tend to be a customer at massage parlours or brothels.

Pretty much all the performances were bunk as well. There was one with a bunch of guys dressed as girls that involved some zombies rushing on stage and dancing to Thriller that was interesting, and another one called "Spirit Dance" that looked like a whole lot of fun with people just dancing and waving flags to crazy upbeat tribal music. I didn't even bother going to my floor's performance, which was some boy band wannabe dance performance where everyone was wearing very tight pants.

All in all the festival was a big disappointment, especially cause it even has a wikipedia page about it. Really? They usually delete unnecessary ones...

I gotta get back to this dumb reading assignment. I'll be back tomorrow night.

Same bat-time.

Same bat-place.