I can’t take credit for that wisdom, but in my experience, it is true.
When a relationship ends, it’s almost as if a whole person dies. When 2 people come together and form a dating relationship, the dynamic of the couple is like a 3rd friend. When that time is over, it’s like the third friend has left on bad terms, or even died but no one wants to acknowledge it. It affects everyone around, even those who weren’t involved. The two newly single people can catch a glimpse of each other from across campus and everyone within the local zip code feels the tension. I think it has something to do with quantum physics, but I’m no science major so don’t quote me on that.
There are 3 major people groups involved in a break up, as listed below:
1. The Hurting: The one who got broken up with- maybe didn’t see it coming.
2. The Healing: The one who broke off the relationship.
3. The Hating: The friends of the couple, or highly opinionated acquaintances.
Keep in mind that in whatever I’m about to say, I’m on your side. I’m writing as the completely unbiased third party, and won’t give you half-truths. There are absolutely situations that one person is completely wrong, but this is from the stand point that things just didn’t work out. If you are in any of these positions, I feel for you. It’s aca-awkward. So let’s dive in and relieve the tension.
To The Hurting: Be glad you’re not in a relationship with someone that doesn’t value you for all that you’re worth. Last week I kind of put Bruno Mars on blast, but the dude also has good things to say. For example, I wake up to “Treasure” every morning. The whole song is a booster, but there is a line that is fitting for this subject.
“You’re wonderful, flawless, ooh, you’re a sexy lady”
Lady or gentleman, you are wonderful. You are flawless. You are sexy! These are all Biblical. Don’t mistake a relationship fizzling as a reflection of your identity. The addition of a significant other does not change who you are. The absence of a significant other does not change who you are. I have no reason to lie. You are a dream come true. A masterpiece- Don’t get in your head and make everything a reflection of you. Start listening to the truth and tuning out the lies. To quote B. o. B., “You the whole package, plus you pay your taxes.” I know for a fact the first statement is true, and if the second is true, then you’re set for life.
To The Healing: Props to you for having the courage to end something that isn’t going any further. It’s never easy to let someone down, but the shorter the delay, the better. You may be concerned that your sig (or in this case ex-sig) is drowning themselves in tears or cookie dough ice cream, but don’t take that on. Don’t give yourself the credit of making or breaking someone’s life. Sure, this is painful for everyone involved, but you’re not the center of the universe, therefore, you cannot send anyone into an apocalypse. They will be fine and so will you. Be prepared though- this takes time. Don’t expect to go back to being friends within moments of ending it. That’s not good for you or them. Let them lay low for a while, and don’t force a conversation or moment to happen.
To The Hating: This blog is mostly for you. If you are a friend of a sig, then there’s no such thing as a third party. You probably have opinions. You probably have the best of intentions in supporting your friend. Sometimes, the lines of supportive and destructive get blurred. Things that start so positive end really horribly, like the riot in the movie, Hot Rod.
If you’re not familiar with the movie, the main character, Rod, played by Andy Samburg, is trying to raise funds for his dying stepfather’s heart transplant. While on his way to the fundraising event, the whole community comes alongside him and walks together with him. The song “You’re the Voice” by John Farnham plays over the dialogue and it is truly an inspiring moment in a weird, satirical movie. (Side note- this is my FAVORITE movie ever! Watch it if you haven’t because your life will be CHANGED!) Then the inevitable happens: a riot breaks out and the whole moment is killed in a matter of seconds.
I’m going to go as far to say that this actually happens more often on campus than we acknowledge. For example, a couple splits and the girl and guy go back to their respective same gender friends. The said friends both start consoling The Hurting and The Healing, and come alongside them in support. Somewhere along the lines, the opposing party (usually, The Healing,) becomes the enemy and it is a battle to get as many people in your army as possible. Tearing others down won’t make anyone any higher. This brings me to my first point:
Blowing out someone else’s candle will not make yours shine brighter.
One time, it was one of my professor’s 50th birthdays. My friend Emily and I got a small cake for him with 50 trick candles on top. We waited for him to go to class and proceeded to light all of said candles with the intention of disrupting his class and having a good laugh. The plan backfired. We definitely disrupted his class, because the flames came together and created one HUGE flame measuring up to 2 feet in height and nearly causing the entire business building to burn down. We busted into class, sang happy birthday, and then he made a wish, and tried to blow them out. This was the moment when I decided I hated trick candles, because the flames came back with a vengeance. The Lord was on our side, as it was a rainy day, and we RAN through the first floor of Metz, burst outside, and launched the now wet candles into the bushes. The cake was covered in rainbow wax and riddled in holes.. DEFINITELY inedible.
What if we, took our candles, and put them together to burn bright, instead of using them like torches to lead a riot? Maybe this is corny, but what if we loved our neighbors by supporting the good instead of condemning the bad? When talking to our Hurting and Healing friends, let’s make a point of reaffirming their qualities instead of bashing the bad. Forget boyfriend bonfires and remember the candle fiasco: it will change your paradigm.
What do you do if your Hurting friend is bashing their Healing ex-sig? It’s easy to jump on the wagon and want to join in with what they are saying. This brings me to my next point:
Not everything is black and white.
Keep in mind that the side of the story you are hearing when your friend is upset is tainted and not the most accurate. Don’t take those statements to the bank. Reaffirm your friend, and keep their candle shining, maybe even relight the flame. Use your powers for good and not for evil.
Do we all remember when Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston were married? They were my favorite Celebrity couple second only to Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson. I remember the day like it was yesterday: I was watching Newly Weds on MTV and the screen went black for a Public Service Announcement: that Brad and Jen called it quits. People went nuts! If people were in support of Jen, then they wore pink ribbons, but if they were for Brad, they wore blue ribbons. It originally had to do with Aniston backing Breast Cancer Awareness, known world wide for the pink ribbon, and Angelina Jolie with the blue ribbons for Child Abuse Awareness, and because Brad switched partners he switched causes or something… the point is that choosing sides and viewing things as black and white gets you no where except for down a destructive road leading to drama, and nobody wants that!
Real talk though- One of the things I think Christians miss the most is unconditional love. It’s a tough concept to grasp. This brings me to my final point:
It is possible to support a person without supporting their decisions.
We’ve all heard the stories about the engaged couple we don’t agree with and the battle among the friends on deciding if they are going to go to their wedding or not because they don’t support the marriage. Perhaps you’ve had to decide whether you’re going to a wedding or not, or maybe you’ve just had to decide if you’re going to buy Miley’s new song because it’s catchy but you don’t want to support her craziness. Similar principle.
I don’t preach often. But this is a subject that gets me hyped.
I don’t think Jesus died to give us the power to judge and condemn and make known our opinions. He died to give us life abundant. To not support someone because of their decisions is the farthest thing from the Jesus way of life. Jesus went to the cheating tax collector’s home and shared a meal with him. He hung out with the prostitutes and touched the sick and unclean. And what’s cool is, despite my decisions, regardless of my actions, and irrespective of my choices, He’s there for me and continues to support me. If He didn’t, that would be conditional love, and our gospel would look a whole lot different.
Let’s now apply this to a break up among our friends: You may not agree with The Healing’s decision to end things. That doesn’t give you the right to step in and assume the role of God by judging them based on their actions. This does not give you divine permission to hate them, start a riot and put people against them. That is called slander, and the Word of God is clear about this. You may not have agreed with The Hurting’s decision to date The Healing in the first place. That doesn’t give you the right to bash anyone. People of the Christian world: Can we please eliminate the expectation of meeting a certain living standard to start loving and accepting others? If this were the law we lived by, we would have no need for the cross, and I, personally, would be screwed.
I want to leave you on a lighter note- and I think this video below sums up everything nicely. Watch how Sophia Grace builds up Miley with the truth and just radiates with love for her. Let’s love both The Hurting and The Healing the way these little ladies love everyone!
My beautiful engaged friend, Kyndra and her fiance Justin.
My wonderful engaged friends Sam and Abi. Poster children!
My dear friends of MNU Blogs,
It seems like among high school and college aged students, relationships are the hot topic. I don’t know about you readers out there, but at least 75% of my conversations are about finding “the one” or dating or “talking” or something of the matter. This week alone I’ve had about 7 conversations about dating and relationships and it’s only Tuesday.
I find myself pondering the question: Why are these people coming to me? I’m not qualified to answer their questions and here are some of the reasons why I’m probably the worst person to come to:
I’m happily single and feel that college should be about spending as much time with as many people as possible before we leave. (Side note: I am a founding co-president of MNU’s unofficial evangelical organization TSFL: Team Single For Life.)
I don’t usually know anything about the relationship at hand. Most of the time, I don’t even know the significant other (from here on referred to as “sig,”) so I am completely one sided.
I am blunt. I tell things like it is. I’m not good at telling people what they want to hear when it’s not true.
On the other hand, maybe all of these things actually qualify me to give advice more. I don’t waste time in dating relationships if I know they’re not going anywhere. I am 100% PRO whoever I am talking to (we all need one of those friends.) And, I don’t waste my time sugar-coating the facts. Just today I was talking to a good friend of mine and she said, “Hey, you should write a blog. You have such good advice.” Well, it’s Tuesday, so here we go.
May I present: Relationship Advice From an Unlikely Source: The completely blunt unbiased third party advice you’re looking for in your relationship.
I remember when I was 16 and visiting some friends from my hometown. I asked my BFFL Kimberly about another one of our friends. “Is she going out with that guy??” and the words she said back to me are forever burned into the front of my mind. “Well, they’re talking.” I asked her to explain what this meant, and she said something ambiguously alluding to not officially dating but talking to each other exclusively and occasionally going out on dates. This brings me to point #1.
1. Talking is Dating, so call it what it is.
People act like if they say they are dating someone, then they are forever tied to them and have to marry them. NEWSFLASH: that would be called an engagement.
Hey, speaking of dating, whatever happened to guys asking girls out on dates? You know, the good ole fashioned dinner and skating at the local roller-rink? With the advances in technology, it seems like nowadays people are texting every minute of the day until one day a photo album on Facebook shows up called “I SAID YES!!!!!” This brings me to point #2.
2. If you aren’t going off campus together, you’re going nowhere together.
Let me speak to the ladies for a moment: You are worth a guy taking the time to ask you out on formal dates. You are worth a guy not being worried about what people will think if his partners in crime see him with you. He should be proud to be with you! Enough of this ridiculous virtual relationship stuff. Demand the best because you ARE the best. And you don’t have to take my word for it: the Bible spells it out. Check it out sometime. And if Jesus thinks you’re to die for, then whoever you’re with should too!
And to the men: it’s not your fault that you’re being given the easy option of emojis and snapchats instead of face to face interaction. Heck, if I were in your shoes, I’d choose free over wining (grape juicing?) and dining any day. I’m so sorry that we have lowered our standards and basically said “you’re never going to be able to treat me as a mature adult, so I’ll make it easy for you.” We’ve trained you that virtual relationships are okay, and I would like to personally apologize on behalf of Christian women in America that we have killed the chase, made it easy, and are readily waiting for no effort on your end at all. Do us a favor, and don’t settle for someone who says you’re incapable of wooing us over. It’ll make you better and make us shape up to be the women Christ calls us to be.
I’ve talked to some friends recently that have been torn because they are in either a pseudo-relationship or a full blown committed relationship, but the feelings aren’t really there. They are afraid to leave because they fear “being forever alone” and that if they don’t stay in the relationship, then they won’t ever find anyone better and they’ll die alone. I’ve also talked to singles who are not in a relationship and are depressed that they aren’t planning a wedding with their graduation party. This leads me to my next point:
3. Quit being ridiculous and start being honest.
It is absolutely ridiculous that people fear the gift of celibacy. Let me reassure you that if you crave a relationship, you probably don’t have it! PS- You are 20 years old. Marriage is a commitment FOR LIFE. The national average for marriage is in the 27-29 year mark. Average life expectancy for Americans is 80 years. You have 60 years to find someone… And can we even call it finding someone? Doesn’t God have this world in His hands? Can we start trusting that He has our best interest in mind and will give us the people in our lives that we need? I’m no ministry major, but I’ve been to a lot of chapel and church services and I think that’s Biblical. And if you’re not feeling it, you’re not feeling it. That’s the most admirable reason to break off a relationship IMO (in my opinion.) If your sig isn’t what you’re looking for, or if the feelings aren’t there, then let them go because chances are you’re not the one for them either. Literally, no one can reprimand you for being honest about your feelings. They can reprimand you for ignoring your feelings and then having them all come up later like a volcanic eruption. That’s when this question gets thrown out: “Why didn’t you tell me you felt this way? What else have you been withholding?” Nip that sucker in the bud and move on. And in the spirit of honesty, nobody likes confrontation. Get it over with so you can stop being consumed with it.
Researchers estimate that 40-50% of first time marriages end in divorce, and 60% of second marriages end in divorce or permanent separation. As you can probably guess, it’s time for point #4.
4. Don’t be a statistic.
In the words of Bruno Mars, “It’s a beautiful night, we’re looking for something dumb to do. Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you.” Don’t sit on the other side of the computer and act like you’ve never danced to that song. I don’t blame you. It’s so catchy! But if marriage becomes an item on your list to check off, it’s time to reevaluate. Mars goes on to say “If we wake up and we wanna break up, that’s coooooool…” Friends of the United States of America: If your sig says or alludes this to you, it’s time to break up with them right then and there. More importantly, if you have this thought in the back of your mind, you’re probably not ready to make the commitment of holy matrimony. Maybe instead of listing getting married and starting a family a part of your 5 year plan, you should set other goals and let The good Lord surprise you with the desires of your heart. It will happen when you are least expecting it, so stop planning for it. You ain’t no Kardashian. Start loving where you’re at. Take advantage of the short amount of time you have as a single young adult and travel! Do things that take you out of your comfort zone and grow as an individual!
Once upon a time I had a friend going through something. For the sake of the story, we’ll call her Nancy. Nancy was like, IN LOVE with this dude, we’ll call him Rob. Rob was that guy in high school that everyone loved because he was awesome and everyone secretly hated because they wanted to be him. Nancy was your average girl next door, but obviously with a great sense of humor because she was friends with me. One day, Rob started taking interest in Nancy. He asked her to go out on dates, and then after about three weeks they made it FBO (Facebook Official.) Sounds like a classic romantic comedy? Well that’s because it was. Except Nancy became this alternate quiet opinionless person around Rob because she was afraid that her bold personality would scare him off. She didn’t feel comfortable around him. This leads me to my final point:
5. If you’re not having fun, then the relationship is done.
Yes, relationships are work. But the payoff should be worth it! If you can’t be yourself, you’ll drive yourself crazy. Don’t be a people pleaser. Sure, be agreeable and kind. And yes, I get the Biblical principle about women submitting to their men and husbands loving their wives, but I also understand that Jesus calls us to be BOLD and take on the courage of a lion! Enjoy being yourself, because baby, you were born this way. Annnd enjoy your sig being themselves too! They should LOVE your personality, and if they don’t, then they are missing out for real. I’m not required to tell you that because I’m not your mom or your best friend. You can trust my words. Likewise, you should LOVE their personality, and if you don’t then someone else will. It’s not your responsibility to give someone the pity laugh every time you turn around. If you’re anything like me and grew up in the protestant evangelical church, then I’m sure you’re familiar with the Newsong/Natalie Grant song “When God Made You.” (You can reminisce here.) With all due respect, can we please stop making marriage the end-all be-all? Let’s live life to the fullest and stop being so concerned about something that Jesus already has taken care of!
Keep these things in mind and you too will end up being in a beautiful engagement photo like the ones above.
Stay tuned for the flip: break up advice! (Dun Dun Dun!!!)
Eleanor Roosevelt, in all of her sorta-creepy-I-married-my-fifth-cousin, wisdom tells us,
“Many people will walk in and out of your life, But only true friends will leave footprints in your heart”
While I would respect this opinion and agree that it could hold some weight in a normal person’s view, I would contend that true friends don’t just leave footprints.
True friends come in and jack stuff up.
They decide to rearrange the completely thought out organization of your life. They even like to steal your popcorn maker your mom got you for your birthday or prank you with literal dog poop. See, you don’t always realize the impact these type of friends leave because you’re too busy laughing and having no idea what is actually happening. You realize the impact when you look back and see how their life has collided with yours and now that’s just the norm.
I would like to dedicate this blog to one of my great-not-always-mentioned-and-makes-a-big-deal-when-she-isn’t-in-my-blog-obnoxious friends
Annie and I met last year at the White Light event. Josh, my roommate, knew her and her roommate Lauren (Josh and Lauren are dating now, totes dorbs). My name tag said, “Yosef”. The beast I am, I pulled it off, at least for about 20 minutes. I am ridiculed to this day about how our friendship is based on lies. I think that’s why Annie and I got on each other’s nerves on and off for a large part of our freshman year. Yet, something changed when we found out we were going to be on the MNU Serve Team together this summer.
This is where Annie and I’s friendship took off. We put aside our differences and Annie even started a count-up of our legitimate friendship. We even reserved the back two seats of the van for all of our shenanigans. Needless to say, it got REAL crazy.
We had endless inside jokes, numerous random photo ops, spurts of energy that annoyed everyone in the van, great deep theological talks, and even some pranks.
This is just a sample of how we get. I like to classify Annie as THAT friend that brings out the weird in people. It’s literally a phenomena that even the scientific method can’t come close to comprehending it.
Through all of the crazy, off-the-wall ventures of this summer Annie’s and I friendship no longer needed a count-up. I think we became actually friends.
In all reality, Annie is one of the most inspirational to me. She is someone who has a heart for missions and is always seeking God in that. Her insight is typically a breath of fresh air to my typical narrowed-man thinking. She is who she is and she isn’t ashamed of it. I can honestly say she has impacted my life in such a positive manner; whether keeping me in check or putting things in perspective.
Now, you may be wondering how this reflects MidAmerica; understandable. See, friendships like Annie and I’s are not hard to come by at place like this. You can see the transformation the Lord has done in both of our lives which has allowed our friendship to flourish. To be honest, we have both matured. Which is weird because we are pretty immature. Anyway, this one example just reflects the Lord’s power and is an example of how he uses people to direct your life.
Hello friends! So this week has been crazy to say the least! Homecoming, small groups, Smovie Night, Kingdom Come, and a hoedown, I barely had a chance to catch my breath! My friends and I found ourselves saying multiple times this week, “Let’s do it for the blog!” Of all the events, however, nothing could compare to my first MNU homecoming experience Friday night.
The night started out fairly normal. Our group of girls (of course running extremely late as most girls do for a formal event) dressed up together and took pictures. After a long discussion on who would drive downtown for homecoming (we are a rather indecisive bunch) we all packed into Ana and Sarah Heer’s car (they’re cousins obviously ).
We made our way to Uptown Theater with just minutes to spare of the start of the evening. We had appetizers and drinks to start, and ended with a delicious entree and dessert! And no one there could forget the stand up comedy act Ron Jackson attempted ;).
After some exploring through some dark hallways (yes we are an adventurous bunch), we heard the music start and rushed in to start dancing. Now let me throw this out there, I am not Nazarene. But I have heard jokes most of my life about “Nazarenes don’t go to movies, and they definitely don’t dance!” Now I will say that I was very impressed with the way the students handled the situation. God was glorified through our terrible, but appropriate dancing.
We ran in the pouring rain to our cars after the dance. We were anxious to get back when a man stopped us to tell us about our “*explicit* flat tire”. We made our way nervously to a gas station two blocks away to find not just your average flat tire, but a tire that basically didn’t resemble a tire anymore.
So there we were soaking wet at a gas station all dressed up downtown watching some MNU guys change our tire (what a crazy situation, right?). It took a little bit over an hour. At one point we had a whole crowd gathered around us. One guy even stood there eating a hot dog pretty disgustingly for quite awhile.
We were all very thankful to find two strangers from the area help us. Eventually we made our way out of their safely, driving very slowly on the highway. Let’s just say we were very thankful for the Lord’s protection. This easily could have put a damper on the whole experience, but we decided to have a good outlook on it. It makes a good story! We did it for the blog so we say. But all in all, I think that is a good way to handle situations that aren’t necessarily convenient.
Anyways, Thanks for stopping by!
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Senioritus has settled in. It is barely midterms. BLAH
I never thought I’d be the apathetic student ready to finish school. Just a few short months ago, I wanted to get a job on campus after graduation so I could stick around because I love MNU so much. It’s amazing how quickly things can change. Still love MNU, but ready to move on to the next step in my life.
Lately, I’ve been noticing that there are several completely illogical things that I HAVE to finish before I can even think about my homework. I know they’re illogical because I’m in intro to philosophy. You don’t have to tell me.
So may I present to you: 10 MUSTS before starting homework!
#1. Find a local Mexican bakery with friends and sustain yourself off the sweet-carbolicious goodness.
#2. Make a late-night run to Applebees for half price appetizers (I’m a little embarrassed to say how often this happens)
#3. Design a new tattoo. I’m clearly an artist.
#4.) Meticulously make your bed. No wrinkles!
#5. Read a book for pleasure. (I don’t even like reading, but this book is AWESOME when there’s homework to be done or not!)
#6. Sweep the bathroom floor.
#7. Organize the clothing in the dresser- you know, just in case my mom shows up and wants to see the inside.
#8. Pick out a shade of pink and sparkly to repaint my nails.. so what if it’s the 6th time this week?
#9. Re-organize the scarf collection.
#10. Beat the high score on DOTS- If you don’t have this game, go download it! I scored a 301 without any powerups- WHATS UP.
And this dear friends, is why I’m blogging at 3am… with homework to be done yet.
First things first: Girls will be girls…as boys will be boys…
There will be some nights when you just want to exile everyone in the dorm out onto the streets. There will be loudness; there will be chaos, and you can’t escape it…Uh-huh, nope! That’s the sweetness of living in a community style dorm. You’d think those cinder-block walls will block the sounds, but nah, that doesn’t keep everything out–you will hear your neighbor, whether you’re eavesdropping or you’re just lounging around; trust me, it will happen! There might be a game of hallway Frisbee (I played it last year…it was stinkin awesome!) Or…there might be people lounging in the halls, skyping or watching netflix. Either way, life will be unfolding–EVERYWHERE–right before your eyes. I’d suggest taking a breath, drinking some tea, and forgetting that silence ever even existed. It’s not too bad once you get the hang of it, and if it really bothers you, you can always invest in ear plugs. Or, you could join in–Hey, if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em!
Here’s a picture of what the hallways will look like!
The truth about the bathrooms.
I can’t say too much about the guys bathroom since I’ve never been inside of one, but I can say that they’ll probably look identical to the pictures I post below.
As you can see, the bathrooms are nice and clean (the cleaning ladies clean everyday, Monday-Friday.) But during those TWO days that the cleaning ladies are away, the bathroom turns into all-chaos! There will be pranks: Once, a few stalls had plastic wrap all over it. Another time, there was guacamole on the toilet seats.
People will leave their food in the sinks…*Sigh*….and they’ll remain there until a smelly odor arrives. The stalls WILL be clogged. I remember, last year, there was always this one stall that no one could use–it was like the toilet was allergic to toilet paper or something! It was excruciating. (Also, if any of those things do happen, tell your RA! He or She will know what to do!)
Also…please flush…no one wants to see all that nastiness!
The showers are also quite nice.
However, I can not stress enough, PLEASE wear shower shoes–you won’t regret it, I promise!
On each floor in Snowbarger, Lampher, Stockton and Rice, a laundry room will be provided.
There’s usually two washers and two dryers. Doing laundry is FREE–Praise the Lord–so don’t worry about bringing quarters. As long as you take care of the washers and don’t over fill, or under fill them, then they should work perfectly…for the most part.
AS a freshman, you’re freedom is a tad bit limited–not because we don’t trust you, but because we love you, and we want you to make good decisions. With that said, there will be a curfew, and you’ll be required to check in with you’re RA every night. Don’t worry too much, though! It’s not as bad as it seems, and if you’re doing what you’re supposed to do, then you’ll be fine!
Also, there is this thing called open hours; the times fluctuate depending on what year you are in. In other words, the campus has allowed days where the opposite sex can be in your room–which is awesome because you can hang out with your guy friends or girls friends without going to the lobby all the time.
The “Real” Reason Why Pets Aren’t Allowed.
Everyone one wants to bring their pets. Heck, everyday I think about going out and buying a dog. The truth is, life is lonely without your loyal companion, and no person can replace that. But honestly, it’s college! If you really sit down and think about it, when will you have time to feed, and let your animals out? They’ll feel neglected because you’ll never be home, and they’ll use the bathroom all over the place, and your neighbors will begin to complain about the smell coming from inside of your room. All of it is a hassle. If you really need to have someone to tell your inner thoughts to besides your favorite stuffed animal, you can always purchase a fish or a turtle! They don’t exactly have fur, and they don’t demand as much attention.
Meet my roommate and I’s fish. His name is Bubbles!
As always, I hoped my blog enlightened you on something new!
Remember that one time when I wrote about living in California/Mexico for the summer? Well, my internship came to a close and I’m back in good ole Kansas. I traded the rolling oceans for this:
Strangely enough, the blank open space is refreshing after a couple of crowded cities. There’s no place like home! (sorry, I just vomited from my own corny-ness.)
The picture above is of my good friend Stephen and me sitting in Accounting class. Before the lecture started, someone turned around and said “smile!” and snapchatted it to me. Pre-collegiate friends who are reading, take note of 2 things:
SnapChat is permanent, no matter what people say or what updates they send to your smartphone.
Don’t put off your gen-eds until senior year. They may seem awful when you’re a freshman or sophomore, but they’re even worse when you are in your senior year!
Above is one of my roommates, Kassidy. We have already had time for a girl’s night out, event in the craziness of the first two weeks of school. She plays basketball and is like a sister to me already!
This is Tara, she is an admissions counselor and she is AMAZING! We also were matching on the first day of school!
…aaaand then we also had to throw in an impromptu end of the summer pool party!
24 is the name of a tv show about fighting terrorism.
there are 24 hours in a day.
24 oceans in a Switchfoot song.
24 eggs in a 2-dozen egg carton.
24 bottles of water in a flat.
24 engaged couples at MNU.
that’s like. 48 people. and don’t get me started on that number, but let’s just mention that it is only 2 from 50. which is half of 100.
So for those of you who are happily engaged, congrats!
and for those of you hanging out on team single for life, there’s still time in the semester!
In fact, some friends of mine in the latter category decided, heck, why should we miss out on the engagement fun?!
So, ladies and gents of MNU Blogs, may I present to you couples number 25, 26, and 27!
This is fiance number 1: Andy Blum. Andy and I were first official in campus center filming a vlog for this very media platform. Spotted twice in 2 days in campus center during the off-hours and then the next night at a basketball game together, talks of visiting the gazebo became real during the president’s gala. Andy has been in love with Allegra for YEARS and couldn’t wait to pop the question, which is why he was the first to propose.
Fiance number 2: Jarret Garber. Jarret and I were first seen in campus center sharing a meal (with other friends: a courtship of sorts.) He would then conveniently sit next to me in campus center during meal times and you could say it was love with each bite. Nicknames he calls me include: wifey, sweet cheeks, honey boo-boo, and hot broccoli (you would understand if you saw his diet.)
Fiance #3: Ethan Hargrave. Ethan transferred to MNU last semester and plays baseball. Ethan decided moments before he proposed that he couldn’t live without me. The proposal could not have been better: a sunny senior day at Dixon Stadium in front of the masses with a hotdog foil ring. I made him the happiest man in the world (or at least 1/3) by saying YES!
True love is hard to come by. Also there are about 50 people on facebook who congratulated me that didn’t catch I got engaged 3 times in one week. Things may be a little weird when it comes time to plan weddings, but the good news is my wedding board on pinterest will not have been used in vain.
Stay tuned for more engagements in the last 2 weeks of school!