After discovering the latest omen of the world’s coming demise, the Clog encourages Berkeley students to put down their books and enjoy their short-lived time on earth.


Spring has clearly sprung in the courtyard of Unit 2–and probably Unit 1, since it has the exact same set-up as Unit 2. Woo, individuality. It came one March day in the form of blossoms on the trees–trees the world dismissed as generic, and not really worth commenting on.


Suddenly, they were alive with pale pink, contrasting with dark, mysterious wood quivering in the breeze against a bright azure sky. The surprised young men and women traversing the usually barren wasteland of cigarette ash and broken $200 cement tiles gaily celebrated the changing of seasons by studying for midterms on the grass, while gazing fondly at the silently floating flowers.


We’re not exactly sure what kind of trees these are, since we’re completely sure that the university is too cheap to somehow get a hold of actual cherry blossom trees. So, if anyone knows what kind of plants these are, by all means, tell us.

Image Source: Jill Cowan
Earlier: This Week’s Sign of The Apocalypse: Humanity Hoards Daylight

anon said:
May 18, 2010 at 3:33 pm

you seem to cynical to appreciate these cherry trees! thanks for sharing anyway.