Narnia

There is a place in the dorms. A place of worship, a place of mystery, a place of fantasy, and a place of nasty smells. This place is Narnia and all Narnians who reside there barely study by day and religiously game by night. They don't shower, there is no time for that! Narnians need to get as much gaming as their sleep deprived bodies can get!
Fecal Feet is a Narnian, one of the leaders as a matter of fact, so you can guess the type of hygienic
 habits these boys. These boys may be older than me, but if they have to game constantly, there is no chance opportunity for these boys to be men, ever. No girls here would date them. As desperate as some girls are none would be caught dead dating a Narnian.
So what makes a Narnian you may ask? A Narnian does not see the light of day, the paler they are the more respected they are. Next is hygene. Narnians do not bathe and each zit is like an experience point, and you do not want to loose experience points. Third is clothing. A good t-shirt with a gaming reference is common, but dressing up like your favorite video game character is better. Most dress like Link from Zelda, others dress as a Final Fantasy character, but the hard-core Narnians dress like gamers from Tron.
If you find yourself in the dark void of the second floor lounge, better known as Narnia, there is one solution to maintain your humanity: GET OUT!

Fecal Feet

Men's dorms smell bad enough, but Fecal Feet takes that smell to a whole new level. Fecal Feet doesn't drop the kids off at the pool, he drops the kids of in the rain.Yes, this guys actually takes a dump while showering and now nobody wants to shower in our hall bathroom.
My friends and I found out who it was. We could smell the foul stench of poop in the bathroom and had to find the even fouler source. We checked bathroom stalls and found nothing. There was only one other person in the bathroom and he was in the shower. We saw streams of fecal matter running down his legs and we were perplexed.
We could not believe that someone would crap in the shower, but they did it in a communal bathroom, that had over 30 tenants. We did not want to let this go so easy, but we did not know how to respond to this ordeal. So we bided our time. Time after time this happened and the fury built up even greater.This was not a one-time ordeal . Fecal Feet struck every time he showered (which is once or twice a week.) We had to act.
First, we talked to Fecal Feet. He claimed to have a bad case of diahrea. With toilets less than ten feet away, the excuse was invalid. Fecal Feet promised to not crap in the shower ever again, but he continued and so did our plots of revenge.
We saw Fecal Feet go to take his shower, we had the supplies, now we just had to wait. My friends and I were in position. The moment the first hint of brown appeared; we sprung into action. A mixture of Kool-Aid and flour was dumped all over Fecal Feet. We ran from the bathroom to the outside, but we knew he was furious. We knew he wouldn't chase us, but the message was made.
Fecal Feet does not shower in our hall any longer. Nothing was said about the incident, but he smells worse than ever, and we are fine with that. The Narnians can deal with the smell now.

Damned Dating

Girls at BYU-I generally have one thing on their mind: marriage. The thought is scary, but the reality is horrifying. Pre-Mi's (guys who are about to go on a mission) get little action, RM's (return missionaries) are expected to propose by the end of the week, and the married have no social life. Chills rolls down the spine when engagements are announced in class and I cringe at the sight of students pushing strollers.

An M.R.S. degree is what many girls here want. The worst part is the girls start husband shopping before they get on campus! There is a common "oh..." phrasing that many of the girls at BYU-I make. The common "oh..." phrasing is when a girl finds out someone is a pre-mi. The statement is said with sadness, awe, surprise, and anxiety. At any point, if you hear "oh..." from a girl, they are about to get their crap and get out.
 My FHE (family home evening) sister from fall just got engaged and she is barely 19 and I saw it coming from months away.

 (I followed this story while I was home for the Winter semester.)

(Im)patient Patrice, wanted to get married like none other. Husband hunting was her hobby and she was not just boy crazy. Patrice would not talk to any pre-mi, she flirted with the unknown, and she made the common "oh..." phrasing. Patrice met an RM and this was her first boyfriend ever. I did not have to know the guy, but I was certain he would be Patrice's future husband.
As the story continues, Patrice's galavanting continued. The guy goes to Patrice's house to meet the parents, facebook comments of longing for eachother, and finally the weddkng announcement on facebook. This is just another example of the "dating" world at BYU-I. This is the most common love story at school.
I shiver at this thought not only for the fact kids are getting married at school, but because these kids are college freshmen and have never been in a true relationship. In otherwords what occurst BYU-I is nothing more than relationshits.

Beginings of a Freshman

To start things off, these writings are not restricted to thing or people in my dorm/apartment. These writings are of my experiences of the odd things that occur at BYU-Idaho. This is for humor only and should not be the deciding factor on going to BYU-I (although if BYU-I was the best school you or any other student got into, there is not much more below on the college chain you can go other than community college.)

I began my journey with all the horny-ho's in BYU-Idaho through my dorm, Biddulph Hall: the wost place to stay close-to/on campus. Biddulph Hall is complete with decent-sized rooms, no wi-fi, tall (uncomfortable) beds, and a basement kitchen. Ehternet cables are a must and late-nights are expected (if not forced.)

Move-in day to the not-quiet 3rd floor was fine. Casual encounters and awkward conversations. A quick tip for attending an LDS school: when making friends, avoid the campaigners (kids who one day wish to be the prophet). They act high and mighty and are too busy praying: to God or less active members. Instead find the party-goers (pg's). For the most-part, pg's know what is going on in the small town of Rexburg and they keep everything PG(-13). Caution: avoid too much interaction with pg's or grades are bound to suffer.

If you can transfer out before the brainwashing sequence occurs; you are a luck one. So sit back and enjoy the show of my reality in the form of a blog