Lemme tell y’all a little story about a story told by none other than Julie B. “Mother-Who-Knows” Beck. A few months ago, President Beck participated in a Q&A forum at BYU-Idaho. One misguided young lady told President Beck that she was quite torn about having to choose between righteousness (being a housewife) or wickedness (having [...]
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There was only one boy at BYU who really, truly liked me. I can’t remember his name, which is fine, since everybody’s name is changed on here to protect the innocent. (Me. I’m “the innocent.”) We’ll call him Milton. He looked like a Milton. As part of our “Quest for Booty“, my roommate Mandy and [...]
Stake dances mean stake dance rules, the main rule being: NO TOUCHY! Did anybody else’s stakes have dance cards? The stake across town had these little dance cards with a plethora of rules printed on them in teeny, tiny print. (Stuff like “Keep both feet on the ground at all times.” What? How am I [...]
This incredibly funny/true post got me thinking about my time at BYU, and about how the guys in Provo were not even a tiny bit interested in being my eternal companion. Though I didn’t date them, I certainly spent enough time around them to learn quite a bit about them. In no particular order, here are [...]
When I lived in Provo, the BYU bookstore had a few Valentine’s Day novelty items out, including The Perfect Man. He was a plush doll, and when you gave him a squeeze, he’d say things that apparently perfect men say, like, “I got you these flowers just because!” or “How about a foot massage?” I thought [...]
Yesterday I was eavesdropping on some classmates talking about the Westboro Baptist Church, and how awful they are for hating gay people, and how Jesus said love everybody and don’t judge and all that jazz. Then this thuper-thweet girl says, “Well, God destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah for doing that sort of stuff, so I don’t [...]
My sophomore year at BYU was the worst. I was horribly lonely. The ward boundaries were set oddly, so that the rest of our ward was situated on the other side of the block. We almost never had visitors, and the other girls in our apartment complex had no use for us. My social life [...]
Today is St. Andrew’s Day. St. Andrew was the first disciple, and is the patron saint of Scotland, Russia, Romania and Greece. I’m kind of surprised that he isn’t the patron saint of Provo, UT, because apparently if you ask nicely, St. Andrew will send you a husband. Or something like that. Here are some [...]
Like most Mormons, I had a hard time saying no to the church, not least because I was told, time and time again, to never, ever say no to the church. I got to practice saying no to the church my first semester at BYU. I got pretty good at it, to be honest. Straight out [...]
