College Rebellion Story Time

amoregloriousdawn:

I have a story to relay for you, Tumblr. About life, about perseverance, about sticking it to the man, and about super cool secret passageways.

In the late 70s/early 80s, Illinois State built a brand new dorm building where the rooms all had two closets, one on each side wall. But because they built the dorm on the cheap, the backs of the closets didn’t have real walls, only thin pieces of pressboard. That was all that was separated one dorm room from the next.

Once students figured this out, they cut big holes in the pressboard so that you could get to the adjoining dorm room by opening the closet door and scooting through the hole in the back wall.

They did this in room after room, until they had effectively built a huge secret passageway connecting every single dorm room on the floor.

The creation of this secret passageway led, almost immediately, to a culture of endless, enormous, authority-proof dorm parties. As soon as anybody knocked on the door or the party room, everybody could bail through the closets and be seven doors down the hall by the time the R.A. or campus security were let in. Or they would keep all the alcohol and what-not in one room, and have all the people in the next. So even when the R.A.s KNEW there was a ginormous party happening, they couldn’t do jack shit about it. It was total non-stop chaos.

Some of the bigger hooligans would commit all manner of mischief on campus, and then high-tail to this dorm building, knowing that once they were safely inside any room, there was no way the cops could ever find them.

Every summer, the school would replace the ripped out pressboard with sturdier and sturdier material. But students just got stronger saws, and kept rebuilding the secret passageways, year after year.

Eventually, only a few years after they built it, the school gave up and tore the whole building down.

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"OCTOBER HOROSCOPES

Libra, you are doing the best you can.

Scorpio, other people’s mayhem does not belong to you.

Sagittarius, just because you were invited doesn’t mean you are required to go to the party.

Capricorn, do not let anxiety stifle your compassion.

Aquarius, the problem will keep coming back until you learn the lesson it is here to teach you.

Pisces, your younger self would be proud to meet you now.

Aries, you are not weak even if the only thing you do today is wake up.

Taurus, it is rarely a good idea to coax someone into loving you.

Gemini, you are a city shaped like a human.

Cancer, everything is better when you are here.

Leo, it is okay if who you are changes based on who you’re with.  

Virgo, you are forgiven and loved."

OCTOBER HOROSCOPES, by Blythe Baird (2015)

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Reblog if your best friend is pretty………….. gay

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madgastronomer:
“ baeddelshinsgirl:
“ useyourwordsasher:
“ nowyoukno:
“ This Land Is Your Land Words and Music by Woody Guthrie (http://woodyguthrie.org/Lyrics/This_Land.htm)
This land is your land This land is my land From California to the New York...

madgastronomer:

baeddelshinsgirl:

useyourwordsasher:

nowyoukno:

This Land Is Your Land Words and Music by Woody Guthrie (http://woodyguthrie.org/Lyrics/This_Land.htm)

This land is your land This land is my land From California to the New York island; From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and Me.

As I was walking that ribbon of highway, I saw above me that endless skyway: I saw below me that golden valley: This land was made for you and me.

I’ve roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts; And all around me a voice was sounding: This land was made for you and me.

When the sun came shining, and I was strolling, And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling, As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting: This land was made for you and me.

As I went walking I saw a sign there And on the sign it said “No Trespassing.” But on the other side it didn’t say nothing, That side was made for you and me.

In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people, By the relief office I seen my people; As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking Is this land made for you and me?

Nobody living can ever stop me, As I go walking that freedom highway; Nobody living can ever make me turn back This land was made for you and me.

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Well. That changes the tenor of that song.

I knew the first of the “lost” verses, but not the second.

Not lost. Intentionally not published or sung in public by a ton of people.

First I heard of them was in high school. A folksinger friend of mine knew Woody’s granddaughter (Arlo and his family had a home not far from where I grew up, and our town had a yearly ArloFest) and had learned the hidden verses from her, and would sing them for us.

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i’m just curious

ofrum:

reblog this and put in the tags languages you can at least somehow communicate in

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xplorah:

filmelf:

I love this generation so much we went through shit like drug scares and eating disorders and being punks and emos and self harmers and depressed and suicidal and now now now you start to see all these flower crowns and pastels and it’s like we’re all slowly slowly healing and growing up and it’s s obeautiful we’re all taking selfies and coming into our own and we’re all scared but we’re all here for each other and we’re unlearning inter-community hate and we’re all just such nice girls and boys and everything else we’re stars and flowers and fae and sunshine and we care about the world and we are just s obeautiful and powerful and new

ok holy shit

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hellsatmyfeet:

I realize some of my new followers are well under 18. So I want you to be aware that I am wayyyyyy over 18, and the majority of my followers are. So if this makes you uncomfortable, I will not be offended if you unfollow, I just want you all to feel safe. <3

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