BYU you are special

There are many things I love about being at school here. So many, in fact, that it is easy to find simple and small things that I am not happy with. Regardless of this, there are some times that you just shrug your shoulders, not knowing really if it is good or bad, just that it is so strange that you throw up your hands and except it.

For example, only at BYU:

• would you walk across campus at dark and be stopped by a couple asking if you wanted a free snickerdoodle, wishing all good luck on finals. It was a good snickerdoodle. (Did you ever doubt that I wouldn't except a free cookie?)
• would you spend a monday evening at a professor's house for family home evening, talking about modern prophets with her kids on your lap.
  
• would one of your professor's ask you when you got home from your mission because they served only 8 years before you and know many of the same members.
• would you go into a seizure because of the blue christmas lights they put up around campus that are radioactive and abrasive.
• would you see a girl with huge hair wearing a lip-gloss the same shade as those lights. We call her radioactive lip girl.
• would you be the umpth generation from your family to go here, and when you read about buildings or neighborhoods or even classes there is a instant correlation with what you are living right now. For example, my great-grandparents used to picnic on campus hill by the maeser building.

It's a good place.