#789 i wish people just put their sexual orientation in their fb profiles to make things easier

#789 Anyone else here play League of Legends?

#789 I was riding my bike the other day when I witnessed a mugger accosting an old woman. He had a knife and was aggressively demanding that the poor lady give her purse and belongings to him. I stopped my bike, watching the scene from the other side of the street. No one else was there, but the mugger’s back was turned to me and he didn’t hear me approach. I started to dial 9-1-1 when out of nowhere, a very well-toned arm pushed my hand aside. I heard a deep male voice speak softly to me, “No. You will not have to alert the authorities today.” I turned my head and saw an incredibly handsome Latino gentleman. His cheekbones were prominent and his face rugged with stubble, yet he possessed a sharp and intelligent look in his eyes. I remember thinking he looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t remember where I had seen him. The man marched across the street towards the mugger, who now had the purse and had turned around. The thief’s eyes widened in fear and he started brandishing his knife in the other man’s direction. However, the Latino gentleman was too quick – he immediately obtained control of the thief’s wrist with one hand and pinned him to the wall with the other. He then spoke firmly but not angrily, “This is not the life you chose. This is the life that has been thrown on you through difficult circumstances. But you can rise above this.” The mugger quivered a little, then broke down into tears and hugged the other man. The hero then opened his wallet, gave the mugger a wad of bills, and told the man to reform his life. He immediately agreed and left the scene promptly, returning the purse to the old woman, who proceeded to thank the Latino man profusely. Stunned, I couldn’t help but shout, “Hey, that was pretty brave of you. Thanks for helping them both out.” He walked slowly towards me, his luscious black hair flowing in the wind, and replied: “What is important is not what I did. What is important is the lesson to be learned today.” I asked, “And what is that lesson?” The man smiled, bearing a confident gaze that only the truest of men could wear in such a situation. “That you can never simmer the Zimmer.” My mouth was agape in awe. My face was covered in tears of euphoria. I found myself laughing in glee, as did the old lady. People in all the surrounding houses and buildings had opened the windows to see what was ensuing. The Latino man looked up into the sky, gave a melodic cry, and from all directions swooped bald eagles, triumphant and proud. They proceeded to lift the man and fly him away as the townspeople cheered and whistled. I looked at myself and thought of all of the things I could and should do for society. I knew that it was going to be a good day.

#789 I don't understand the idea of thin privilege. I mean with other things yea, you can't stop being black, you can't change a lot of things about yourself that people will judge you based on. But being fat? That is almost entirely something you or your parents did to you, and is entirely reversible.

#789 The end of this year has been more confusing for me than the End of Evangelion.

#788 I've noticed that the eco friendly things the college promotes the hardest are the things that also save them money. Stop printing. Stop taking too much food at Cafe Mac. Save Mac money. And then there's "eco friendly" stuff like the IGC - you know what's more sustainable than a new building? Not building anything at all.

#788 >look at someone's writing
>see "y'all"
>into the trash it goes

#787 I am ready for post-finals cuddling.