#496 Sometimes I like my own pictures on Instagram to get a certain picture's likes to double digits.

#495 I confess... I was the one who just set off the fire alarms in the summer dorms. Followed pizza oven instructions for the microwave and lets just say that was 10 mins too long... Hey at least this was a real fire alarm!

#494 I was asked to leave ORU for being a lesbian. Little did they know, girls were hopping in my bed all the time. One was a chaplain. Nothing wrong with some girl on girl action...as long as you say you're best friends.

#493 Often times, I would skip washing my hands after going to the bathroom before chapel. That way, when I'd shake hands with AB, he'd really be shaking hands with the mayor.. The mayor of pantsville! Yeah!

#492 ORU end of the year is the best. Because after my roommate moves out, I can lock my dorm room door and watch tv while I'm naked.

#491 I'm a member of Mensa, which I've never told anyone about here. It's kind of like strapping something on me that says "douche," so I avoid telling people about it (besides my resume, of course). I know this a super weird confession, but I really wonder sometimes if I have a high IQ because something is wrong with me. I think the best example is Bones. Temperance Brennan has practically no normalcy to her whatsoever, and that's kind of what I'm hiding since I can easily conform to the people around me. It takes a lot for me to truly enjoy something. I see it and feel it when watching movies, but when I actually experience it, it's never fun. For instance, I went skydiving and spent the whole time trying to figure out how badly my legs would break if I landed incorrectly. I get only a couple hours of sleep a night because I'm tormented by my own philosophical thoughts. My brain won't shut up. I spend probably 80 percent of my day in a fantasy land. Not like world of warcraft fantasy, but thinking fantasy. I can't focus on reality ever. Like I said, even skydiving I couldn't focus. I'm always somewhere else. For goodness sakes, I was already picturing other people the first time I had sex. It's like my mind can never just focus and enjoy life. I think the more I focus on reality the more I realize just how pointless everything is. I just dedicated four years of my life to schooling so I can one day pay rent with more ease. Even the clothes and food I reward myself with will go away. Everything tangible dies. I'm working for pieces of paper and am studying during finals week so I get more pieces of paper to buy stuff that will disappear forever. I spent most of my life as an atheist. But I'm realizing that I sure as heck hope a god exists because life doesn't seem to have any meaning without Him. I really get scared deep down inside that we're simply biological creatures that came into existence in some sort of spontaneous generation. I can't put into words the kind of fear that seems to surround me when I realize the possibility of there not being a higher power and me working to eventually just become dust. But I have the feeling some time after death in some kind of afterworld or multiverse we'll scoff at the idea in the same way we do at old theories of spontaneous generation in the world of bateria. So we're biological creatures that ended up in this world the same way bacteria did in Louis Pasteur's beakers. something was opened. And apparently my brain yearns to find that opening.

#490 i hate the type of person in the library who: listens to their music way to loud and it can be heard across the room. taps their pencil to the beat. and taps their feet to the beat. about to beat them out of here. i farted

#489 I'm dating a Muslim guy, and I am a pastors kid. I got a tattoo and I barely sleep on campus. Here at oru I've done everything I thought I would never do. I love the honor code!!