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February 25, 2014

Once Upon a Sunday Afternoon

February 25, 2014 | By | No Comments

Greetings Bloglings.

I’d like to start by giving a shout out to Jordan Warren, member of the Pioneer Class of 2018. He asked the question, “What really goes on when class is out of session?”

Answer: MNU PD.

…well, maybe not after every class. Hopefully this will paint the picture:

One Sunday afternoon, my friend Konner and I got this idea to make a video speculating a day in the life of our very own Campus Safety, with influences from hit TV shows The Office and Reno 911. A trip to Goodwill and a few phone calls later, this video was created.

What’s interesting about this video is that we ad-libbed the whole thing and made up the plot as we were going. Also interesting: no one in the video was friends before it was created. I had never met JT or interacted with Cole. I called up Sean (Officer Mahoney,) who I only knew from class, and Lauren, who only knew Konner and myself.

Needless to say, a force to be reckoned with was born that day, and I’m happy to call them all my friends.

Jordan (and any other future Pioneers out there,) I hope this captures a little bit of the community on campus, and I hope you like this video!

Allegra Vieux

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February 7, 2014

Come Clean

February 7, 2014 | By | 2 Comments

Okay blogging friends. If you tuned in last week, you probably have a very skeptical view of my buddy Stephen. Normally with friends like Steve, I would just allow you to keep on believing that he is the man that will never trust a fart again.

But now I’m feeling guilty because some of the information was fabricated. tainted. false.

So it’s time for me to come clean. (enjoy the sweet sounds of Eisley while reading.) I’m reposting the story here. Follow my commentary (of my own story) to find out what actually happened on that Tuesday afternoon.

 

One time last year, I was feeling a little loopy. I had stayed up all night one Monday attempting to get a project done in the 24 hour lab, one of the feature’s in the library on campus. I had classes that day, so I was awake all day Monday, then all night, then all day Tuesday. It was now hour 34 of being awake when the incident happened.

The sun was setting. It was a beautiful day in April. I drove my car over a hill to see some gentlemen preparing for a fish fry. Among the men in this group, I noticed my friend Stephen Rowell in the distance.

In order to fully understand the story, you have to understand all that this Stephen Rowell.

Stephen answers to no one. He is his own person. He has looked like he is 35 since his Freshman year and has been mistaken for a parent or professor (as pictured above) on numerous occasions. He was “secretly” in love with me for a good year and I finally had to shoot him straight for him to get the idea. He now is dating an amazing woman of God, and I couldn’t be happier for him!

Okay he’s never been in love with me. It’s an on-going joke that for some reason to me never gets old. Sometimes when he asks me a question, like “why can I not do __ the right way?!” My automatic response in the past has been “I don’t know Steve. Maybe it’s because you’re in love with me?” Gets him (ehhh …me) every time.

Stephen isn’t great with schedules. He’s the guy that shows up 10 minutes late to classes regularly but walks in with a Venti Vanilla latte in hand and iPad in arm, greeting anyone and everyone. I wouldn’t call him disruptive, because the professors are usually delighted when he comes in. He’s the guy everyone wants to be around because there’s never any guessing what’s on his mind.

I wouldn’t call it accurate to say “usually” before “delighted.” More accurate would be to say, “Sometimes, the professors are delighted that he actually decided to show up to class.”

That being said, on this Tuesday late afternoon/evening, I may have had sour feelings toward Mr. Rowell. It may have been because I stayed awake for a meeting with him that he missed. It may have been because he went fishing for this fish fry. He may have had another valid reason for not showing up to said meeting, but none of them mattered. What mattered was how tired I was, and how carefree he was, setting up the grill for the big event of the week.

As my car descended the hill, I stopped when I was level with the crew. I hit my brakes, rolled down my window, and shouted, “STEPHEN!!

Stephen looked at me like a deer in the headlights. He slowly meandered over to my window, leaned down, and I couldn’t shake the look on his face. He looked troubled, concerned and in doubt. I asked how he was doing, and he began talking aimlessly. Very out of character for him. He was looking down into my car and making little to no eye contact. Whatever was troubling him was far bigger than this missed meeting that was bothering me.

The above paragraphs contain about 95% truth if the subject matters are reversed. The reality of the situation is that as I shouted “STEPHEN!!” I looked at him like a deer in the headlights. I could not make eye contact. I began talking aimlessly. Nothing mattered in this moment because of a personal matter. Read on:

A couple days later, I received a few text messages from Stephen. In this series, he said something to the extent of “Allegra, I think we need to clear the air. I’m sorry I embarrassed you when I crapped my pants in front of you the other day. I hope you know I wasn’t feeling well and it doesn’t happen often. I hope you don’t view me differently because this has never happened before.”

-> A couple days later, I sent a few text messages to Stephen. In the series, I said something to the extent of “Stephen, I think we need to clear the air. I’m sorry that in the moment your head was in my car the other day, I crapped my pants. I hope you know that I don’t just do this on the reg. I wasn’t feeling well. I hope you don’t view me differently because this has never happened before.”

JUDGE ME if it’s what the Lord is calling you to do, blog world! I did it! I crapped my pants in front of a dude. In the United States. Yards from my dorm room. Had I ever done this in Mexico while I was camping and the closest outhouse was a quarter mile from my tent? No. What about on a job site with no running water or usable facility? No. Okay well what about after a hot pepper challenge with my teammate Fernando? NO! It happened on Campus in the luxury of all these amenities!

In my defense, there were a lot of things working against me. I am a vegetarian and there is a lot of fiber in my diet. I hadn’t slept and had a lot of coffee and caffeine: natural laxatives. I had my first ever surgery and it was on my abdomen, so food wasn’t processing correctly…

And as I shouted, “STEPHEN!!” it was just too much pressure on my abdomen.  

Why did I tell him? Because I thought for sure he knew! And I interpreted his silence as assumption. Assumption that this is a regular thing in my life. At least by telling him myself, I could control the message that was sent. (Public Relations class came in handy.) I could let him know this was a one-time thing. And you know why I’m feeling so guilty? Because as students have asked him about this situation, he has gone along with it to protect my pride. EVEN AFTER I THROUGH HIM UNDER THE BUS.

And now the entire world knows about my bowel issues. If you would like to join with me and prove that this happens to everyone at some point or another, post your story below! We can laugh about it together and rise against the judgers who claim this has never happened to them!  We can start judging them for lying!

Hopefully I didn’t lose any of my followers for this… Oh well. That’s me.

Over and Out!

 

 

 

Allegra Vieux

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January 29, 2014

The day I lost my dignity

January 29, 2014 | By | 5 Comments

Hello my blogging friends,

Last week, the blogging team was given a challenge. This challenge was to share a moment of vulnerability to enhance reading experience. You’ll have to let me know if this works in the comment section.

Without further adieu, I present

The Day I Lost My Dignity: A story of fear, heartache, and embarrassment.

One time last year, I was feeling a little loopy. I had stayed up all night one Monday attempting to get a project done in the 24 hour lab, one of the feature’s in the library on campus. I had classes that day, so I was awake all day Monday, then all night, then all day Tuesday. It was now hour 34 of being awake when the incident happened.

The sun was setting. It was a beautiful day in April. I drove my car over a hill to see some gentlemen preparing for a fish fry. Among the men in this group, I noticed my friend Stephen Rowell in the distance.

In order to fully understand the story, you have to understand all that this Stephen Rowell. Picture 4 Picture 5 Picture 6You may remember around this time last year, I posted a Vlog featuring an “interview” with Steve. If not, I’ll give you the gist on what kind of guy he is.

Stephen answers to no one. He is his own person. He has looked like he is 35 since his Freshman year and has been mistaken for a parent or professor (as pictured above) on numerous occasions. He was “secretly” in love with me for a good year and I finally had to shoot him straight for him to get the idea. He now is dating an amazing woman of God, and I couldn’t be happier for him!

Stephen isn’t great with schedules. He’s the guy that shows up 10 minutes late to classes regularly but walks in with a Venti Vanilla latte in hand and iPad in arm, greeting anyone and everyone. I wouldn’t call him disruptive, because the professors are usually delighted when he comes in. He’s the guy everyone wants to be around because there’s never any guessing what’s on his mind.

That being said, on this Tuesday late afternoon/evening, I may have had sour feelings toward Mr. Rowell. It may have been because I stayed awake for a meeting with him that he missed. It may have been because he went fishing for this fish fry. He may have had another valid reason for not showing up to said meeting, but none of them mattered. What mattered was how tired I was, and how carefree he was, setting up the grill for the big event of the week.

As my car descended the hill, I stopped when I was level with the crew. I hit my brakes, rolled down my window, and shouted, “STEPHEN!!

Stephen looked at me like a deer in the headlights. He slowly meandered over to my window, leaned down, and I couldn’t shake the look on his face. He looked troubled, concerned and in doubt. I asked how he was doing, and he began talking aimlessly. Very out of character for him. He was looking down into my car and making little to no eye contact. Whatever was troubling him was far bigger than this missed meeting that was bothering me.

A couple days later, I received a few text messages from Stephen. In this series, he said something to the extent of “Allegra, I think we need to clear the air. I’m sorry I embarrassed you when I crapped my pants in front of you the other day. I hope you know I wasn’t feeling well and it doesn’t happen often. I hope you don’t view me differently because this has never happened before.”

I wasn’t embarrassed by this moment of Stephen’s weirdness until THIS MOMENT. If he wouldn’t have texted me, I would have gone on with my life as normal, but instead, I had my most embarrassing moment in Dewey’s Book and Bean, getting a text that my friend Stephen, soiled his linens, right in front of me, on a Tuesday afternoon.

Over and Out!

 

 

Allegra Vieux

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January 22, 2014

A day in the life

January 22, 2014 | By | No Comments

So a lot of my followers have asked, “Allegra, what does your typical day look like?”

So by popular demand, here you go.

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Wake up.

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Go to class.

See friends at lunch.

 

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Back to class.

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NAP.

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Homework.

Leadership Society.

Leadership Society.

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FRIENDS.

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More Friends!!

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Applebee’s.

…. &Repeat.

Britney Lewis

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January 21, 2014

Update! Update! Random blog post coming through!

January 21, 2014 | By | 4 Comments

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We’re a good week into school, and, well, I figured I’d go ahead and post a random blog!

Because, really, who doesn’t love randomness???

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First, I’d like to show everyone my new room arrangements! I love this set up, it’s soo homey. Also, on the same note, I got a new roommate this semester. She’s quite awesome. I’ll have to do an interview on her one of these days.

My Bed!

My Bed!

This is pretty much my side of the room....and yeah, my bed is in the closet. But hey, it works!

This is pretty much my side of the room….and yeah, my bed is in the closet. But hey, it works!

A view from the living room, and my roomie's side!

A view from the living room, and my roomie’s side!

My desk...cluttered as always!

My desk…cluttered as always!

In other news, for those of you curious as to what my schedule looks like……here’s a picture of it!

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Basically, I have four classes on Monday and Wednesday–these classes start at noon.

On Tuesday and Thursday I have one class (Praise the lord!)

And on Friday I have three classes.

(Name of classes: Composition II; Applied math with statistics; New Testament; Digital Photography; Multimedia Workshop and Persuasion. That’s a total of sixteen hours ya’ll!!!!)

Alright, well I’m going to call it quits for this blog today!

I hoped you enjoyed my randomness (I also hoped you enjoyed the cat video!)

See ya next week!

Peace and Love

Britney

Mario Flores

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January 18, 2014

School’s Back in session!

January 18, 2014 | By | No Comments

First off, here’s a pic from the wonderful, coveted by some, loved by most, native to the West Coast: In-N-Out Burger:

Their menus are so simple, yet so efficiently lovely. (not sure if efficiently is a word, but there's no squiggly red line underneath it so I think I'm good!)

Their menus are so simple, yet so efficiently lovely. (not sure if efficiently is a word, but there’s no squiggly red line underneath it so I think I’m good!) AND this was taken just before flying back here to Kansas.

 

And then when I got back early, for RA training, one of our RE’s who I will just say is from California himself, and also a lover of In-N-Out, shared with us some wisdom over the Spring semester. Wisdom that was only amplified by the wearing of a Spider-Man costume.IMG_0686

Another great opportunity I’ve had hear at MNU is to work in the Office of University Advancement. It’s lovely white collar work for me, a mere assistant: Making thank you calls to donors, taking out trash, emptying shredders, folding thank you letters, vacuuming, etc. Oh and taking a selfie since I dressed up for fancy Friday (though that’s not necessarily a real thing…)

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Of course, Randy Cloud fears not trying on new things as head gear. Even if it’s KC Wolf and one that belongs to one of his students-which it wasn’t mine.

He was helping me review my Greek Alphabet while I took this pic.

He was helping me review my Greek Alphabet while I took this pic.

This is the book that Bo Cassel the Department Chair of Sociology wrote.

This is the book that Bo Cassel, the Department Chair of Sociology, wrote.

 

That’s it for this week folks! For now, Peace in the Middle East!

And there will be peace when He returns:D

 

Oh and here’s an American Idol contestant that I’ve had a few people say looks like me…

Obviously he sings better than me though, and is more handsome…

Britney Lewis

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January 15, 2014

The Perks Of Staying ON Campus

January 15, 2014 | By | No Comments

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Whilst I was away during winter break, I had a lot of time to myself…like a lot of time.

You know, that’s never a bad thing, but with this spare time I found myself thinking about how much I missed MNU’s campus and how life would be strangely different without it. After all, they do say: You never know what you have until it’s gone. 

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Welp, now that that’s out of the way, I have compiled a list of, what I like to call, The Perks of Staying on campus.

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Number One:

Once you’ve been on campus, there’s no turning back.

Seriously.

MNU is basically your home now–and even home doesn’t compare to campus life. Being pampered from mom and dad just wasn’t doing it for me anymore.

The first day back at my parent’s house was the toughest. I literally thought I was going to die of boredom. Here, on campus, there’s always something to do–not to mention, there’s unlimited food.

It took awhile before I could tune back into a slow-pace lifestyle. There was a point where Netflix and Tumblr wasn’t cutting it for me anymore.

Number Two:

Remember how I mentioned the unlimited food thing?….Well, I’m not kidding.

Even when Campus Center is closed–It’s open from 7am-7pm–there’s always an alternate option.

We have a coffee shop named Dewy’s, located inside of the campus library; open from 7am to 9pm. Dewy’s is basically a Starbucks on crack, and they are quite famous for their frozen drinks, muffins, and donuts!

Then, there’s Land Cafe, located inside of Land Gym.

Land Cafe would compare to the average Buffalo Wild Wings (Er, well, not really…) But they’re open from 9pm-11pm.

At Land you can find warm foods like: pizza, wings, bosco stix, pretzels…and much more.

Literally, the possibilities are endless….and very delicious!

Lastly, there’s the good old Applebee’s.

Yup, I said it, Applebee’s.

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Applebee’s isn’t exactly on campus, but it’s three minutes away. My friends and I call it, “The campus away from campus” because, for the most part, there probably won’t be a day that you don’t see a familiar face from MNU there.

I choose to add Applebee’s to the list because of the good deals. Although it cost money, it’s worth it.

After nine, all of the appetizer’s on the Applebee’s menu are half-price.

AND, there’s a promo that anyone can sign up for called PERKS. Basically, with one of these codes, you’re getting five dollars off any menu price.

If you play your cards right, you’ll never have to pay for a full meal at all.

Number Three:

If not all, most of your friends are on campus.

I mean, Skype doesn’t even cut it.

And forget about texting.

Nothing compares to that face to face interaction you have with all your besties.

If anything, besides the food, the one thing I missed were my buddies. It’s crazy, but the people at MNU become your sidekicks. You’ll do anything and everything with them, and that time that you spend together creates a bond that will transfer past your college years.

I don’t know where I’d be without my friends. That’s why I always say: If you’re going to come to MNU, get INVOLVED.

I’m serious; it’s so worth it.

That’s all for this week, folks!

I hope you enjoyed the perks!

Keep it real.

Stay clean.

See ya next week!

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Allegra Vieux

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December 11, 2013

What Strategic Management taught me about Yoga Pants

December 11, 2013 | By | 10 Comments

yoga-allianceBlog world: It’s finals week. I’m not going to bore you with another post about it, but I did just kill my Strategic Management final. Whoop!

Strategic Management is the business capstone, and I learned so much in it that I couldn’t even begin to tell you about how awesome of a class it was. However, after taking my final, I feel pretty confident about the information I learned.

Has anyone been on Facebook lately? Can anyone tell me why I’ve read more about yoga pants than the fight for world peace in the last 3 months? I’ve seen so many religious/Biblical arguments on the subject, most of which are against wearing the polyester/spandex blend articles of clothing.

First of all, I don’t know why everyone has to agree one way or another about everything all the time. But since I’m forced to pick a side, I’m going to refrain from using Biblical references to manipulate my audience. The word of God doesn’t have much to say on Yoga pants specifically, so I’m not going to mold it to defend what I think it should defend. Instead, I’m going to walk you through everything I’ve learned in my Strategic Management class and bring hopefully a refreshing perspective.

Without further adieu, I present

What Strategic Management taught me about Yoga Pants

So in my class, we had to read 1. a text book, 2. Seven Habits of Highly Successful People by Stephen Covey, and 3. Good to Great by Jim Collins. The source of my information comes from those three books and the infinite wisdom of Dr. Jamie Myrtle.

In Covey’s book, the first habit of 7 is Be Proactive. The big idea is that our basic nature is to act, not to be acted upon. Holding people responsible for their actions is not demeaning, it is affirming. Don’t be scared off because of the language I’m about to use, because I’ll break it all down. Covey talks about the theories of determinism, aka, why we become who we become. Genetic determinism says “I am who I am because of my heritage or genetic makeup,” Psychic determinism says “I am who I am because of my upbringing and childhood circumstances,” and Environmental determinism says “I am who I am because of the environment around me.”

So there are a lot of things that can determine who we are if we allow them to. When we live using a reactive paradigm, this is essentially what it looks like.

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“Something else caused my reaction.” This is a victim mentality.

Covey talks about the space between the Stimulus and the Response. We have the freedom to choose. This is called being proactive. The model looks like this:freedom-to-chooseAll that to say, no one can force you to do anything. You have the opportunity to choose. Just because your mother makes chocolate chip cookies doesn’t mean you have to eat them. Just because someone cuts you off in traffic doesn’t mean your day is ruined. Just because a girl wears yoga pants doesn’t mean you have to lust after her. Similarly, just because a girl is wearing yoga pants doesn’t mean you have to be uncomfortable. The freedom to choose, friends. Look away. Are yoga pants form fitting? Yes. Are skinny jeans? Yes. The thing here is that they cover more than most shorts, skirts, or dresses. I’m not seeking to condemn, I’m just telling you how it is. People are going to wear these pants whether you rant about it on Facebook or not. Nobody’s forcing you to wear them, therefore: let’s not waste time and energy trying to force people out of them either.

In the book Good to Great, Collins talks about good vs. great leaders. There are 5 levels of leadership, as pictured below.

level-5 leadersThroughout the text, Collins compares level 4 and level 5 leaders. When things are going wrong inside an organization, a Level 4 Leader will “look out the window” to find it, or push blame on others. He/She will also “look in the mirror” when things are going well. This is where Level 4 and 5 leaders contrast.

Level 5 leaders look out the window to apportion credit to factors outside themselves when things go well (and if they cannot find a specific person or event to give credit to, they credit good luck). At the same time, they look in the mirror to apportion responsibility, never blaming bad luck when things go poorly.

When things in your life aren’t going well, do you look to yourself first, or to the outside world? If you are struggling with lust, do you first cast blame on all the yoga-pant wearing girls around you that you have no control over, or do you examine your own heart? If you are insecure about your body, do you blame the media or other girls who rock yoga pants, or do you look to the real issue: your own heart?

Don’t be thrown off by what I’m about to say.

The Macro-environment effects you. The external, uncontrollable factors in the environment will influence your decisions. We can evaluate which are the relevant factors in the macro-environment through a PESTEL analysis.

Political factors (taxes)

Economic conditions (local to worldwide, age distribution)

Sociocultural forces (ethnic values, family structure, cultural attitudes)

Technological factors (updates in cellphones, computers, electronics)

Environmental factors (the natural environment)

Legal/regulatory conditions (new legislature)

Hang with me.. it’s about to get easier. Okay so when we think about all of these factors, it totally makes sense that yoga pants are booming in the US of A, specifically in Economic and Sociocultural forces. People are busier than ever. Women are working and child-rearing. With the rise of divorce, there are many single, working moms. One of the things I like about fashion is that it follows societal trends, not the other way around. Due to all of this, women feel more free to wear their workout clothing in the midst of picking up groceries from the store while the kids are at soccer practice after working 8-5 with a 30 minute workout at the gym over lunch. Fashion followed this- it is now trendy to wear yoga pants in public. The factors in the macro-environment have led to the popularity of comfortable, chic, informal clothing. If you just don’t like the trend, that’s a completely other argument. If you think there is a moral issue with the trend, then you are saying there is a moral issue with the entire society, and your yoga-pants argument is illogical. Fight what the real issue is here, such as women raising children on their own- volunteer to help some single moms in your community.

Okay it’s time to land this plane. As I know that everyone will continue to argue this subject, I would like to assist you in doing so. In Covey’s novel, he discusses a Win-Win character. Here are the 6 fundamental attitudes about conflict you can have in life.

  1. Win-Win: Both interests are met
  2. Win-Lose: I win, you lose
  3. Lose-Win: Victim mentality, people pleasing
  4. Lose-Lose: War. 2 people who won’t back down from their interests
  5. Win: I don’t care what you lose, I just win
  6. Win-Win or no deal: Both interests are met regardless of how long it takes to work it out

The point is this. People are more likely to hear your point of view if you listen to theirs first. There is difference between listening and waiting to respond. Be sure to stop formulating your argument to listen to the interests of those around you. Maybe we can find common ground this way instead of an ageless argument.

Okay so that’s what I learned this semester. I’d like to thank Professor Myrtle for the wisdom. Peace, Love and Yoga Pants.

Over and Out!

 

 

 

 

Joey Alligier

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December 5, 2013

Dear Santa,

December 5, 2013 | By | One Comment

The taste of the chicken flavor is becoming mundane and you just watched the series finale of Prison Break.
This is the most wonderful time of the year for college students who consistently indulge in Ramen Noodles and their roommate’s Netflix.
It’s December. Which means:

School is out soon
Christmas is around the corner
Socks with Rudolph on them are socially acceptable

As the jolly man in the, simply put, soft-large-red-onesie is fast-approaching, instead of paying attention in class, I daydream of the things on my WANT list. This year that includes:

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Elephants inside...

A phone case

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Adidas watch

Cool and classy

Camera tripod

I need straighter pictures

Slim style khakis

Nothin' better, oh oh oh

Body wash

So fresh and so clean

Laundry soap

Cheap and Lasting

As you can see these things are not on the typical person’s list, unless you’re about 35. I mean when I was younger, getting socks would have ticked me off, now it would be like manna from heaven. Seriously, I think the washer eats them,and usually just one out of the pair

A strange phenomenon happens as one transitions from the teenage years to young adulthood. We start to desire actually pretty useful and everyday materials…. Sure the PS4 would be cool, but I NEED BODY WASH.

I know that finals are around the corner and I should probably study instead of sending screenshots of hoped for gifts to my mother. Yet, even in the adolescent search for these gifts I am finding a sense of maturity.

This time of year is one to appreciate the little things, the simple happenings, and the beauty of life. The little things like stocking-stuffers symbolize my mom’s corny sense of humor which I obviously inherited and emphasizes how important my family is. The simple happenings such as the pictures I get to take with the accessories I hope for or the whiff of Dove for men when I raise my arms in excitement of the season. And the beauty of life is found in the “Reason for the Season.” The greatest gift was the not-so-silent-yet-beautifully-kinda-gross night when Jesus was born in an animal trough amidst a barn type structure.

Overall, I could get nothing on my “Grown-up Christmas List” and still be satisfied and content. While I wouldn’t be upset if an Ipad Mini was underneath the cheesy-Santa-Claus/Rudolph wrapping-paper, I will feel the same if beneath the cheesiness is a 12 pack of calf-high socks.

Enjoy the season for what it brings, just don’t forget to appreciate the little things, the simple happenings, the beauty of life, and the body wash.

Keep on and keep God,
Joey

P.S.- I don’t know who Ryan is…..

Britney Lewis

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December 4, 2013

Procrasti-Nation…Have You Joined Yet?

December 4, 2013 | By | No Comments

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Ahh, the sweet smell of waiting to do nothing.

Yup, that’s where I’ve been for the last two weeks.

I’ve been talking myself out of endless assignments because if it’s due tomorrow, I’ll do it tomorrow–not joking.

I mean, the art of procrastination is an intense skill. I’ve been trying to procrastinate procrastinating, but I’m even failing at that. It’s just that procrastinating has become such a huge part of my life…I’m not sure what my world would be like without it.

It would just be weird…you know?

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So with the help of a few Tumblr Gifs, I can accurately walk you through the current phases of my life as I brace finals week head-on.

As we all know, procrastination is a cycle that looks a lot like this:

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Now, once you’ve entered the cycle, it’s obvious that there are no exits. I can admit, I’ve actually tried to break the cycle–it’s harder than it looks, seriously–but somehow I get sucked back in. Just the other day I was telling myself how I was going to write my speech three days before hand.

But then this happened…

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Now three days have passed, and here I am…writing my speech less than twenty-four hours before it’s due.

It’s like no one understands! I can’t help that I get distracted and suddenly develop ADD while I’m doing homework….It just happens…okay.

And we’re not even going to mention those assignments that profs slip in at the end of class….

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Like, was that even on the syllabus? IT’S DUE TOMORROW? WHAT IS LIFE????!!!

Then I find myself like this…

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Because I don’t want to stay up all night writing a twenty-page book report.

And If I get that paper done before midnight….

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Welp, you’re darn skippy that I’m going to look a whole lot like that image above because no one wants to pull an all-nighter, and if they say they do….well, then they obviously don’t value sleeping like the rest of the college students I know.

So, there you have it, folks! Here’s Procrasti-Nation at it’s finest…have you joined yet? Ha, I know I sure have.

But, seriously, I really have to get off this blog because even as we speak, I have a whole lot homework to do.

Over and out, Homies!

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