Author: j.wong11

I had to attend a Community Board meeting district 2 on October 26, 2017, which started at 6:30. Wanting to kill time, I went around Baruch looking for a club (or in this case several) to join. Wanting to find a club with the most bang for my buck, or the most fun for my ratio of effort, was a quest that I  had to fulfill. The dedicated detectives who investigated these club meetings are members of an elite squad known as the Justin Wong and Mardochee Hyppolite squad. These are their stories.

Trudging through the cold, my friend Mardochee and I were pushing the limits of our body while also trying to find the limits of a calculus problem we were practicing prior. We were like Chris Tucker and Jackie Chan, only instead of saving anyone, we were going through a different kind of rush hour.  We were trying to waste time in a fun way, not wading through the traffic of the student halls. After about an hour walking around random floors, we decided to just “screw it” and walk the rest of the way instead of using the elevator.

We went inside the Student club hall on the third floor and stopped by Carribean Club first. Peeking in, I didn’t want to be the only oddity in the demographic and my trusty companion Mardochee already sensed that, so we walked further down where we saw a club playing dungeons and dragons. Or something like that. No thanks. There was another club full of Asians and likewise, I didn’t want to abandon him. Rinse and repeat, but with every club we sat in on, we sat in on longer up to about a few minutes.

Long story short, we ended up bothering the Student life department of people and had a great time in the many clubs we sat in for about 3 minutes just to steal pizza from. 

 

T’was the last day of September, and the weather was as hot as summer. I took a hoodie anyway because I knew that my destination would be cool. After about 2 hours of train commute because of messed up weekend schedules, my friend and I ended up walking half an hour to the Museum of Natural History– a great way to start the day. Using my handy-dandy Baruch Student ID, I gained access to the Museum by paying a mere 5 cents, to which the lady gave me a stank face. After all, it was a suggested fee. But because I had a guilty conscience, I ended up forking over $15 anyway. After getting lost in the Museum (because real men don’t ask for directions), my friend and I eventually found the gift shop, where I purchased some crickets for consumption. They were about $3 for 3 crickets and it was so not worth it.They tasted like how flies smell when you kill them with an electric fly swatter and fry them. Since I am a spontaneous person and am good at wasting time, we actually spent more time in other exhibits other than the Hall of Human Origins, which we were supposed to go to. One such exhibit was about minerals and gemstones, where I found out that Gems can be of various colors. For example, an emerald doesn’t HAVE to be green, an onyx gem could be just as green as the former. We ended up exploring a space exhibit as well; we even got to see how much we weighed on other planets! All in all, the Museum was a great experience, and although most of my fun was found in the gift shop, things can get expensive and fast. Note: The astronaut “ice cream” is NOT worth the $7, it was very dry and crumbly.