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The Boyce College Scandalous Press

The rumor mill is claiming that Pablo Butterworth has developed a nervous twitch, but only when attempting to say the word, "dating." In recent weeks, Pablizzle has been heard stuttering, "m-m-m-mating, I mean mating, no no no, I mean dating!"

In a related tale, the 2nd floor ladies of Mullins are reporting that Katy Barnes has come back to Boyce College a changed young lady. How so? Apparently, she now blushes furiously upon mention of that beloved Resident Leader on Carver's 4th floor, Pablo Butterworth. If anyone would deign to come forward with information on this peculiar development at a later, please feel free to do so.

A certain Jessica Cimato, formerly of Fort Meyers, FL, has recently been seen lurking in the hallways of the Fuller Apartments this weekend. When campus security asked the young lady of her intentions, she could only say, "I'm not a stalker, I'm not a stalker, I'm not a stalker!!!"

Speaking of stuttering, Miss Lindsey Poenie has finally given over the spelling of her last name to the authorities at Hooked on Phonics. Why the change? Eyewitnesses claim that Miss Poenie became so exasperated with the inability of her professors to pronounce her name in class that she shouted out, "It's Poenie, like P-E-E-N-I-E, like pee, as in, 'rhymes with weenie,' just like Mr. Feenie!" Some who know the statuesque young lady well are speculating that the outburst has its roots in her career as a model, wherein she became spoiled and petulant. One can only hope that further outbursts will at least be confined to her dorm room.

After numerous years stuck at 4' 11", Robbie Byrd decided to celebrate his 22nd birthday by purchasing height-enhancing insoles for all of his shoes.

posted by Bolo | 1:26 AM
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I just saw that Imelda Marcos once said this: "I did not have three thousand pairs of shoes, I had one thousand and sixty."

Oh my. Did the former Filipino First Lady think she was defending her image when she made that statement? One does wonder.

And for the record, my shoes are not nearly so numerous.

posted by Bolo | 3:15 AM
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I See...

What flashed before my eyes this week...

posted by Bolo | 3:06 AM
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Ok, ok, it was Monica's birthday yesterday. Well, technically, it's still her birthday in Hawai'i, but...yeah...that doesn't matter, especially since I forgot to call her. Bad brother...bad, bad brother! I don't think she's still up, so I can't call her now. Even if I did call, and even if she did answer, it'd be because she'd be worried about me and would be thinking that something bad happened. I can hear her now..."Thanks, John Boy! First you forget my birthday, now you wake me up!" Oh well. Happy birthday, Mon!

posted by Bolo | 12:37 AM
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Psalm 17:15
As for me, I shall behold Your face in righteousness; I will be satisfied with Your likeness when I awake.

Psalm 23:1
The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want.

Jeremiah 2:13
"For My people have committed two evils: They have forsaken Me, the fountain of living waters, to hew for themselves cisterns, broken cisterns that can hold no water."

Isaiah 55:1, 2
"Ho! Every one who thirsts, come to the waters; and you who have no money come, buy and eat. Come, buy win and milk without money and without cost. Why do you spend money for what is not bread, and your wages for what does not satisfy? Listen carefully to Me, and eat what is good, and delight yourself in abundance."

Psalm 81:13 - 16
"Oh that My people would listen to Me, that Israel would walk in My ways! I would quickly ssubdue their enemies and turn My hand against their adversaries. Those who hate the LORD would pretend obedience to Him, and their time of punishment would be forever. But I would feed you with the finest of the wheat, and with honey from the rock I would satisfy you."

Psalm 73:25 - 28
Whom have I in heaven but You? And besides You, I desire nothing on earth. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. For, behold, those who are far from You will perish; You have destroyed all those who are unfaithful to You. But as for me, the nearness of my God is my good; I have made the Lord God my refuge, that I may tell of all Your works.

C.S. Lewis spoke of my life with pinpoint accuracy when he said, "We are far too easily pleased." Oh, that I might be satisfied in Christ alone!

posted by Bolo | 7:56 PM
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I was only six years old, and I didn't know what to think. I just remember that I was supposed to feel sad...very, very sad.

posted by Bolo | 3:26 PM
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REM? No, Rage

It was nearly 1 in the morning. My body was exhausted, my emotions were near the breaking point, but my mind was going full-throttle. Rarely does my mind become so completely absorbed. Ok, that's not true, it often gets completely absorbed.

But not in fury.

My eyes were shut, but I couldn't sleep. I tried, believe me I tried. I lay there in my room, trying to get past my rage and into REM, but nothing of the sort was happening. At that point, I did the only thing I could think to do: I called Andrew.

I asked him if he had a few minutes to listen to my venting, and he said he did. I proceeded to explaing my anger, and he listened. I asked him if I sounded unreasonable, and he said I didn't. I told him what upset me was that I was innocent in this, yet getting all sorts of blame thrown at me, particularly from individuals who had no idea what the situation really looked like. Presumptions and misconceptions abounded, and I knew that many of those presumptions and misconceptions were not limited to parties not named John. Add to that the fact that it was move-in day, a day where new students and their families were served by current student leaders, all in the name of Jesus and His kingdom, and you have a recipe for a very, very, very furious Mr. Letoto.

Andrew prayed for me, and then I did manage to get to sleep. I'll be honest, though. Through the thickening fog of my emotion that night and the next day, I continuously thought one thing: It doesn't matter. Everything that was happening, everything that everyone involved was thinking, none of it truly mattered. The LORD knew the truth, and the LORD was the one to whom I had to look. But in the midst of all my emotion? *Sigh*...sometimes, I see Jesus far more dimly than I'd like.

posted by Bolo | 11:58 AM
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Orient Yourself

Move-in day, Orientation, Spring 2006. We're almost done...

posted by Bolo | 4:06 PM
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