In loving memory of the Bobo the bowl, formerly known as hauagluaulgagh
Bobo, I miss you so
Why did you have to go
You were so young, so many oats to sow
I am robbed of watching you grow
I cant sleep without you by my side
Without you, the Earth and Sun may as well collide
I am here without you tonight
I know it is dark where you are, I wish I could give you a light
My heart breaks when I am without your touch
These lonely nights are so rough
I cry when I think that our lips will never touch again
When your breath was inside me, I shuddered with sin
Why did it have to end
=(
so, the apt complex has received several complaints from non-SCA students about us SCA students. due to a mishap (some idiot smoking right by the apt office) it's now believed that drugs are making us behave bad. what does this mean? threats from the SCA and apt complex to call in a "sting operation." widely to be believed true, the ramifications of this announcement are horrible. one of my roommates does not smoke, never has, no clue about drugs, drug laws, or anything in that area. he freaked out when they mentioned bringing in dogs. due to an awful punishment for some sort of sin (THE BIG GUY DOESNT LIKE ASS RAPE), said roommate gets out of class an hour earlier then me. not expecting much, how naive little girl, i return home to find a panicked roommate. he had sprayed air freshner everywhere, cleaned, and done two of the most heinous acts. in an act of final desperation, remaining contents of a dime bag was flushed down the toilet. and in a final act of retribution in the eyes of all beings holy, Bobo was taken to the dumpster and unceremoniously trashed. i do not blame him, ignorance is no excuse for violent midnight ass rape surprises. i lost my Bobo. =*(
Why did you have to go
You were so young, so many oats to sow
I am robbed of watching you grow
I cant sleep without you by my side
Without you, the Earth and Sun may as well collide
I am here without you tonight
I know it is dark where you are, I wish I could give you a light
My heart breaks when I am without your touch
These lonely nights are so rough
I cry when I think that our lips will never touch again
When your breath was inside me, I shuddered with sin
Why did it have to end
=(
so, the apt complex has received several complaints from non-SCA students about us SCA students. due to a mishap (some idiot smoking right by the apt office) it's now believed that drugs are making us behave bad. what does this mean? threats from the SCA and apt complex to call in a "sting operation." widely to be believed true, the ramifications of this announcement are horrible. one of my roommates does not smoke, never has, no clue about drugs, drug laws, or anything in that area. he freaked out when they mentioned bringing in dogs. due to an awful punishment for some sort of sin (THE BIG GUY DOESNT LIKE ASS RAPE), said roommate gets out of class an hour earlier then me. not expecting much, how naive little girl, i return home to find a panicked roommate. he had sprayed air freshner everywhere, cleaned, and done two of the most heinous acts. in an act of final desperation, remaining contents of a dime bag was flushed down the toilet. and in a final act of retribution in the eyes of all beings holy, Bobo was taken to the dumpster and unceremoniously trashed. i do not blame him, ignorance is no excuse for violent midnight ass rape surprises. i lost my Bobo. =*(