OH GOD! IT’S CULTURE!!!
For all you poets out there, how’s this:
Tonight I feel pain
I don’t know why? I only hurt.
The pain grows without release
The great editor in the sky mentions me going ballistic.
It isn’t me he should worry about. It’s pain.
My Black Soul is a sponge for the stuff.
Wallowing in it giving it definition and structure
But every sponge can become saturated.
What happens when my soul turns so black that it can’t absorb any more pain?
Will I die?
Will you?
HLZ
ASK ZEN
I normally hate to discuss real issues but tonight I have no choice. I was at a floor meeting and it was mentioned that our RD has a policy, this policy goes something like this: If anybody rips holes in our furniture, she will lock our lounge and kitchen barring us from its use. This annoys me to no end. I am tired of the Draconian policies AU has towards its students. If damage occurs they have a right to charge us, but they do not have a right to lock our lounge. What are we paying $118.50 a week for? The spacious rooms? It seems to me the school’s attitude in general is once you become a student here, your money is assured to them and your rights are non-existent.
I’m sorry for the tirade but it had to be said.
- The High Lord Zen
HLZ