College is a very interesting place. I have a feeling UA is pretty tame compared to Yale and other such liberal, well-established institutions, but Kristen would give herself perpetual hiccups from going "Uh!" too frequently if she went here (consequently she would promptly drop dead at Yale). Today I overheard the representative from the UA Women's Resource Center, who was passing out information to students, announce that they also had free rape whistles and condemns available. I guess they wanted to have something for everyone...anyway, immediately after I walked away, shaking my head at the world we live in where rape whistles and condemns are the norm for young people--or people in general, for that matter--I began listening to a DJ who was playing music out in the open for the listening pleasure (I use that phrase quite liberally) of us all, and in between songs, while he was talking, he nonchalantly dropped the F word. This sort of thing is indicative of college, I have noticed. Vulgarities and lazy language are such the norm, even for intelligent or principled people (that sounds elitist, I know), that everyone feels free (possibly compelled?) to cuss. Even people who previously never used bad language naturally, perhaps unknowingly, integrate it into their everyday language once in college. I'm not judging, I just think it's interesting. I wonder if UA is more, we'll say, open than the average university or if cussing and being sexually active (or at least being willing to be sexually active) is really an integral part of college and the lives of college students. Again, I'm not judging. At least I certainly don't intend to. It has just be a jolting shift for me personally.
On a different note, I also find that college is an amazing testimony of how diverse the USA truly is. Today I saw a booth for a Christian club right next to the booth for the Jewish club (I was disappointed, they didn't have Kosher hot dogs like last week...), and then later in line at Chickfila I overheard two kids talking about going to mosque on Friday. I don't know, I just think it's cool.
Oh, and on a different staff (I don't know...what do you call a segway slightly bigger than "a different note"?), Chickfila is trying to sabotage me. Once last week they gave me Coke when I asked for Diet Coke, and believe me, anyone who prefers straight sugar but has forced his or herself to drink aspartame (because for some inexplicable reason he or she would rather die thin and of some aspartame-caused deformity than fat and of type two diabetes) can tell instantly when they have been given sugar, and believe me, sometimes this can be as detrimental as spiking the drink of an AA member. And then twice since that attempt, they have given me waffle fries when I expressly ordered the sandwich only...and both times I threw them away! Crazy? Quite possibly. Oddly, despite these grievances, I continue to get food from Chickfila. It's a very Fountainhead-esque Howard Roark/Dominique kind of love/sabotage relationship. Except for that metaphor to be truly accurate, I would have to gladly endure the sabotage of Chickfila, which would mean eating the fries and drinking the sugary Coke...but what can I say? I've never been a huge Objectivism fan.
Alright, for now I am done. If anyone has actually made it through all this babbling and nonsense and is still reading at this point, bless you. You have incredible fortitude.
I'm off to my Geology class now. Maybe I'll blog from there...if not today, one of these days. There is just something poetic about blogging during lecture. :)
Verse of the moment: "But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions--it is by grace you have been saved. And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus. For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith--and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God--not by works, so that no one can boast." Ephesians 2:4-9
Oh, and the verse from the last blog was Hebrews 4:14-16. I forgot to add that. You think God will bust me for improper citation?
Love to all! I'm now late for leaving to class...yay, go me.
In Him,
Lindsey
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So Kristen and I definitely just had the longest conversation about the way you spelled the word "condom" and sadly, Kristen was the one who knew how to spell it the right way (I was agreeing with your spelling). She says, "I feel bad that I knew how to spell it correctly" and "Now I feel like disgusting for knowing that," but personally, I thought it was hilarious!
"Condemn?" Seriously. That's a whole lot of Freud if you ask me...
And yes, most of what you mentioned is universal. The f-word, the drinking, the sex. Especially at those liberal, well-established (dare I say elite?) institutions. Like the free condoms in the stairwells, or the drinking policy on campus, or our college motto...
Even to the vast array of people. Except, if I mention my experience with the "internationals" you may hate me...as for the language, you be suprised how it can be intergrated into a well-formed sentence. Overheard in the dining hall: F*#$^@$ dichotomy! Yep, that's an actual quote. I guess language is relative.
I shall return to Freud. Lindsey, you appears to be exhibiting the signs of paranoia. Remember, chickfila is not out to get you. And don't you guys have a cafeteria or something. Its so much nicer to eat there.
And i believe I mentioned the Yale Objectivist Society to you. No idea what it is, I hear they have good vodka.
Why am I friends with you people?
Anyway....I have yet to receive a free comdom and as far as you guys are concerned I am the one who needs them the most....
Chick-fil-a is not out to get you...but their food is great and well worth the paranoia....
see you later....
ok talk about being dyslexic...
the verification thingy is:
vkdkl
and fter reading tom's comment I thought it said vodka...thats not being dyslexic I know...but it's what came out...
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