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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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SEVEN. [15 Sep 2012|01:48pm]
WHAT THE FOX IS GOING ON

trois. [15 Sep 2012|01:51pm]
Something is happening, but I don't know what. I shot an arrow today and missed. I never miss.

[ filter; helen ]
Are you here, Helen?

τέσσερα. [15 Sep 2012|01:58pm]
[ filtered from admin and staff ]
This is fucking bullshit.

f i f t h [15 Sep 2012|02:01pm]
[ filter; psyche, eros, anteros ]
Has anything strange happened to you?

nineteen. [15 Sep 2012|04:23pm]
[phone call: Henry]

Henry?

[The word comes out a bit too rushed - too panicked and insecure - and her voice retreats from the speaker for a moment, leaving the distance-dulled sounds of quickened breathing and hissed cursing in its wake. When she readjusts her grip on the phone she tries out a laugh instead - but, frankly, that's absolute shit too, a bit high and thready and totally uncool.]

I, um - Wow. Shit. Sorry, I just - [Another laugh - and, holy shit, she needs to stop doing that. It's sad-sounding and vaguely terrifying. Christ on a moped.] Sorry. Again. I kinda think I'm freaking out?

9 ❦  Apples [15 Sep 2012|04:23pm]
...Huh.

[Filtered from Admin/Staff]

Students of Montenegro, a kindness:

Get me all the booze you can.

[Mena]

How are you, power wise?

[15 Sep 2012|04:28pm]
A taste of normalcy, eh?

too bad I still have my powers

bad for you all of course


Most interesting. The whining will be unbearable soon enough though.

[15 Sep 2012|04:34pm]
Guys, guys.

Beyond whether is cool not to have abilities or not, is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Somehow I can't see the people that wanted to cage us away suddenly deciding that we can get back into their little Human club, or whatever. Not that we never stopped being part of it, and not that I would ever want it to be called like that.

But I digress. I mean is the kind of name they would use. Totally.

But, yeah. I think it would be best if nobody outside the campus finds out. Just like, totally throwing the suggestion there.

[15 Sep 2012|04:42pm]
Seems a lot of people are off their game. I'll be amused to see how the next MMA meeting goes. Anyone up for some sparring tonight?

[filtered from admin and staff] [15 Sep 2012|05:53pm]
WHAT THE FUCK? AM I NORMAL NOW? Can't cope, must drink, who's coming with?

[FILTER: Nike]
You have no choice. You can bring your boyfriend and your weird ginger friend without taste. Just make sure she wears something that shows off her tatas.

forty-nine. [15 Sep 2012|06:07pm]
FUCK, IT'S COLD.

AND I THINK I BROKE MY FUCKING HAND PUNCHING FUCKING THE DOOR.

FUCK FUCK FUCK.

[video : like a boy.] [15 Sep 2012|06:55pm]
[Belphegor is pissed. Regardless of how hard he tries, how much makeup he puts on, or time he spends on his hair, he just doesn't look right. So, he's crowded himself into a gray sweatshirt, and turned on his webcam, arms covering his face. Bright pink hair sticking out in strands. A Hello Kitty plushie is safely tucked in his arms, helping to obscure his face.

He doesn't look unattractive this way. Just…not quite what he's used to. He looks like a boy more than anything else. His features retain their most basic natural femininity, but now?

He's just a guy.

And he groans, burying his face further into the safety of his arms.
]

Guys. Guys, I'm done. I'm taking a nap until this bullshit is over. [Even his voice is a bit lower. No, a lot lower. He can't even try to speak the way he usually does. There's no purr, no seduction, no nothing, and he winces.]

How am I even supposed to get laid like this? [He gestures to his face.] It's so not fun. [Blue eyes peek out over the pile of fabric that is his sweatshirt and bedsheets.]

God. Fucking…I'm so done. Like,- this isn't even cute anymore. Ugh. I don't even have any guy clothes. and fuck shaving…

[He sighs, grabs his plushie, and turns onto his other side, away from the camera, reaching back to shut the feed off. The last thing visible is a short, messy spray of pink ponytail against cotton candy-pink sheets.

At least he still looks like a girl from this end?
]

[15 Sep 2012|07:31pm]
I know near none of you and this question could possibly be imposing, if not an invasion of your privacy, but I was wondering how everyone came to realize who they were? Had been?

Were you able to piece dreams and memories together? Did something particular spark the connection? A sort of aha moment? Or did any of you have research key points of reoccurring dreams to gather any sort of implications of just who you might be? If did this, how were you able to deduce that the information was accurate? That the assumptions you had made were not you simply impatiently wanting answers?

I am almost certain that I was But how arrogant of me to think that I could have actually been They called him perfect, I am not even close

[PARIS & ECHO.]
Might I be allowed to make you both dinner?

hello [15 Sep 2012|07:32pm]
[ mood | pensive ]

I was out shopping for kitty toys, and I must have been in some mans way, because he grabbed my arm to get my attention. Usually, when people do that, I get these flashes of their future, but this time nothing happened.

And nobody once accused me of lying today.

[...] Am I broken?


eighteen. [15 Sep 2012|09:20pm]
Before anyone decides that coming to the Wellness Center will fix all of your problems, it will not. If you haven't become used to these monthly happenings, then perhaps I will have to check your head it's probably best to become so.

003 [15 Sep 2012|10:42pm]
[Filtered from Administration & Staff]

takling while drnk drunk is hARD BUT HEY I CAN TAKL!!!!1 i want tihs 2 stay 4ever


[Filtered to Hyacinthus]

hey
hey
hey
i can takl


[Filtered to Noe]

8D

-24- [15 Sep 2012|10:56pm]
OMG WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT? WHERE ARE MY WINGS? I CAN'T FLY! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE ON TIME FOR WORK?

...tried changing my hair color, too. IT DIDN'T WORK, GDI!


[Filter; friends/brother/boyfriend (separate filters)]

MY POWERS DON'T WORK O.O HELP ME! MAKE THEM COME BACK!

[15 Sep 2012|11:17pm]
I FEEL LIKE DEATH, DEATH WARMED OVER, THIS IS HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE I TELL YOU HORRIBLE.

Is this what you all normally feel like when you've drank two bottles of rum? I can't stop throwing up and my head, oh my god my head.........................

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