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I'd like to turn to a type of song that people like myself find ourselves subjected to with increasing frequency as time goes on, and that is the college alma mater. You'll find yourself at a reunion of grads, and old undergrads, and eh... somebody will start croaking out one of these things and everyone will gradually join in -- each in his own key, of course -- until the place is just soggy with nostalgia. Well, a typical such song might be called Bright College Days, and might go like this. Bright college days, O carefree days that fly, To thee we sing with our glasses raised on high. Let's drink a toast as each of us recalls Ivy-covered professors in ivy-covered halls. Turn on the spigot, pour the beer and swig it, and gaudeamus igit-ur. Here's to parties we tossed, To the games that we lost, We shall claim that we won them some day. To the girls young and sweet, To the spacious back seat of our beat up Chevrolet.
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The fuck is everyone talking about locking themselves up until this shit's over? Some kid walked past me talking about not coming out of his room for a week. How fucking sheltered are all of you that you can't stomach the truth?

I don't need a weird ass truth spell to tell you all you're goddamn pathetic.


[19 Aug 2012|12:23pm]
Isn't the truth liberating?

Filtered to Faculty [19 Aug 2012|12:33pm]
This truth thing that's going around is becoming a bit of a problem. I was recently approached by a younger man who confessed to being attracted to me. I told him kindly that I was a married man, had two children, and wasn't about to give that up. He just smiled at me, and thanked me for not screaming at him.

Talking as quietly as I did was difficult, but I didn't want to embarrass the poor boy.

mingalarba [19 Aug 2012|04:53pm]
[ mood | curious ]

Honesty is a tricky thing. For those of you who have a choice over when you can and cannot lie, having that ability taken away from you can seem startling.

Now imagine if no matter what you said, no matter how honest you were, people assumed you were lying all the time -- and all you wanted was for people to just believe you when you told them something but most times no one would. It would be a blessing to you to be under some edict that forced you to only be honest, because then others would have to finally believe you. And for all those reasons, and possibly more you can't fathom, you're one of the few who feels no different.

Is it because you've always been honest -- that can't be it as others are claiming they weren't untruthful to begin with either -- so it has to be something more. Something beyond your control. Something different.

But what?


024 [19 Aug 2012|07:23pm]
I find Mozart highly overrated. I'm not feeling compelled to tell the truth, but it seemed like a good time to mention it. Blasphemy as a music major.

[packing it on: filtered from admin/staff] [19 Aug 2012|10:06pm]
( three fucking pounds / trigger warning for eating disorders )

un. [19 Aug 2012|10:22pm]

[ filter; helen ]
Are you here? I have so many things I need to say.

[ filter; hector ]
I'm s
Are you
Do you
I love you, brother.

[ filter; family ]
Do you still

[ filter; avery ]
Ave? Je suis un mauvais frère -- j'ai perdu ton numéro de portable.

[ filter; PUBLIC ]
This place is much smaller than UCLA.


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