tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394843330120293409.post4597204252445935131..comments2012-10-17T11:06:43.686-07:00Comments on Bag Stranded: Colledge: Part TwoCameronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16477698936974813595noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394843330120293409.post-64502675064419415552009-11-16T04:34:33.661-08:002009-11-16T04:34:33.661-08:00All the perks of studying at BYU! At least they st...All the perks of studying at BYU! At least they stand for something. I study at an officially Catholic university, not that you notice any difference at all. They even decided to change their name a couple years ago from Catholic University Nijmegen to Radboud University Nijmegen....maybe some people didn't want to be associeted with a Catholic University. The only remnant of Christianity left is found in the logo and motto. But I'm very glad that I can attend classes with a 5 o'clock shadow or a 3 day beard!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03846697102608208465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394843330120293409.post-69764245652357524492009-11-05T16:20:05.608-08:002009-11-05T16:20:05.608-08:00This was a great entry. I laughed out loud in each...This was a great entry. I laughed out loud in each paragraph. I will forever be grateful for your life lessons shared through this blog. <br /><br />I had a co-worker attending LDS Business College, and they wouldn't let him take a test because his "5 o-clock" shadow was to dark. Because of that he missed the last bus home and had to basically walk to his brothers house and sleep on the couch.Joehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03317926433431386176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394843330120293409.post-19732501835698255482009-11-04T18:47:42.369-08:002009-11-04T18:47:42.369-08:00I had to be educated on what DB was when I got mar...I had to be educated on what DB was when I got married....I just knew it wasn't something you wanted to be called. Just watch what you do say around your sons...Just wait till they use your favorite swear word after an hours trip in crappy rush hour traffic with everyone cutting you off. Yeah, thats how my sons first swear word was uttered...Karahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09865986752873915577noreply@blogger.com