I love college,
and I can't really imagine spending these first few years anywhere else.
That being said, there are so many times I roll my eyes at BYU.
So many times.
A plethora of times.
I won't bore you with the stereotypes, so here are some recent funnies:
Roommate Jill, Best Friend Hannah, and I went tunnel singing Sunday night.
We usually use my phone for the hymns, but sometimes it's a little small for a group to squint at.
A very nice boy came and squeezed himself in between us so we could share his hymn book.
Thank you, kind sir...
But then he got all fidgety and we couldn't read the words anyway (way to pick obscure hymns, people).
After a long few minutes he got a text and set his phone on top of the book so he could read it, obviously.
We could see it too, obviously, and it said "where are you?"
The kid promptly makes his way out of this girl sandwich, hands us the hymnbook, and walks away.
Didn't say a thing.
Of course we assume that he's going to find a friend and we can have a big shindig.
He never came back.
We didn't think anything until we realized we'd just sung three hymns using stranger boy's hymn book.
We stood in our spot for at 20 minutes just in case, but he never came back!
We moved by some friends and felt awesome about our inherited hymn book,
and then felt a wee bit bad when we found "best wishes" from some doting grandparents.
The Hymn Book* now proudly resides in apt. 318 and will until stranger boy himself comes to claim it.
*Name changed for privacy
I love hearing conversations on campus because half of them go like this:
"Hi! How are you?"
"Oh good, I'll see you later [and we'll spend another 2 seconds catching up]!"
FHE background music has proved to be a mix of rap & Disney.
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