Dec 12, 2006

i'm thankful...

This holiday season, I'm thankful for our brilliant administrators at Biola. Yes, just when I think that my hopes and dreams for Biola just can't get any higher, a wonderful night like tonight happens.


This morning, residents of my floor received a wonderfully stoic message announcing that anyone who was friends with a certain "Lib Rary P Arty" ought not attend his sin ridden and hellbound birthday party set to occur in our library tonight.

I, like any other good, right, and truly upstanding student of our fair institution, could not help but attend. Not to dance, just to study. Kind of like a

As I entered the library, I was overjoyed by the obvious and well-deserved presence of our Campus Safety force. I can hardly express how safe I felt walking past nearly a score of black-uniformed men visually searching me for contraband. Contraband is bad.

The top floor of the library was a veritable Who's Who of Biola. If you wanted to see anyone who you ever thought was cool, you would have seen them there. I have never seen the Biola community united like they were tonight.

At any rate, time passed, I read many, many completely educational books, but there was no dance. And rightfully so. The students were certainly treated with more than the respect any full-grown adult deserves.

Never, at any moment, did anyone give a second thought to what may or may not be occuring at other locations around campus... Although the parking lot was half empty when I returned to my dorm. Where's my car again?

The night is still young, so I can't say that the matter is concluded for all, but I must say that I am so glad to attend a school at which the students are trusted fully to make their own decisions, where mature adults feel that they can make choices that shape their own destiny.

I am SO happy that everyone here is allowed to have their own ideas and that all perspectives are welcome at this institution.

Thank you, Campus Safety. Thank you, Dr. Vliet.

And thank you, Biola.