Man, I love College

    College is great. As Asher Roth so profoundly stated-"Man, I love college."

I mean, let's be serious-Asher Roth probs never graduated from college. But,  Unlike his hit song, BYU is not exactly the typical college town. None the less, it is great. If I could re write his song for my college memories it would go something like...
              That party last night was awfully crazy I wished we taped it
             I danced my face off and had this one girl ready for marriage
             Eat frozen yogurt and on my J dawgs feed, but my friends is all I need
          Go to church at 3,  game night at 10, go out to eat at midnight, the sabbath ends
     Provolone is the place I did my first keg stand (of root beer), played beer pong (via red cups and sunny d), it is where I got completely wasted (I.e. lack of sleep), and failed my first test. It is where I had my first encounter with dead bodies (i.e. the anatomy lab),  lost my virginity (LIP virginity that is), and where I was kicked out of my first party (i.e. the cafeteria for unbecomingly shoving 62 grapes in my mouth). Yes, 62.  Check it.
The Great Grape Fiasco

  College in the summer. Even better. Why? You still have the campus life, without the classes-if you choose. Everyday is a party. Provolone in the summer is great. It's the perfect weather.  Great tanning, plenty of out door adventures and sports, lots of snow cone places, and plenty of events. However, here's the thing. Provo is a bubble. If the news and my mom did not tell me otherwise, I may easily be persuaded that the rest of the world had ended. It an be brain washing to stay here too long. You begin to forget what it's like in the outside world. A world where college kids #1 priority is not marriage, but getting wasted. A world where students don't feed the ducks on a friday, but get wasted. A world where not everyone looks so cute and done up for class everyday, because they are so hungover from being wasted. A world where not everyone is so worried about getting a 4.0 GPA, but rather a 4.0 Blood Alcohol level from getting wasted.  Ok, so maybe that was extreme on the wasted. But,  I mean, seriously.

 The fact of the matter is, I am going home for 2 1/2 weeks. Home to West Virginia ( Not the Western part of Virginia).  I am busting out of this Provo bubble. I have to regain my sanity. I have to know life still exists outside of BYU. This summer has been bomb. And I am sure in 2 weeks, I will be SO ready to return. So Asher Roth, you were right: Man, I love College.  But, I need a break. Farewell Provolone! Keep it classy.