"You live but once; you might as well be amusing." - Coco Chanel


Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Overused at Hillsdale

Today in my Advanced Writing class with Hillsdale’s best professor, John J. Miller, we read George Orwell’s “All Art is Propaganda.” In it, Orwell tells writers to avoid “dying metaphors,” or in other words, clichés. Standing in line at Saga waiting to customize my burger, I couldn't stop thinking about this piece. Hillsdale College Students have an extreme amount of clichés that we have overused. So, people, let’s stop with the verbal garbage – come up with some more creative terms.





Here are some of the worst Hillsdale clichés:

1.     Fundy

Definition: This word comes from the term “fundamentalist.” The use of the word Fundy is a pejorative and implies someone is overly modest in dress, prudish, nerdy, and extremely temperate.




2.     Townie

Definition: A person from the city of Hillsdale. Synonymous with hick or redneck.




3.     It’s the People

Definition: The City of Hillsdale’s town motto. Hillsdale students use it in one of two ways: either 1) Hillsdale’s location sucks, but the students are excellent company or 2) The “townies” of Hillsdale are creepy and disgusting

Def 1:

Def 2:




4.     Donors

Definition: An old person on campus, though said person may or may not donate to the college. They are often blamed for CCAs, lack of parking, and lame commencement speakers.




5.     Hillsdate

Definition (stolen from Urban Dictionary): A relationship where a guy and a girl who like each other spend every waking moment together but refuse to admit or agree that they are dating.




6.     Greek System

Definition: Actually means the fraternities and sororities at Hillsdale. In the colloquial, however, “the Greek System” refers to loose morals, a lack of school spirit, and leggings as pants.




7.     Union Rat

Definition: Students who spend a majority of their free time on the sofas in the student union. Known for making out in public and stealing all the good spaces.




8.     Ring by Spring

Definition: See my post “First comes love, then comes marriage…”




9.     The Good, True, and Beautiful

Definition: The principles we are supposed to understand upon graduation. They come from Socrates or Plato or someone like that (I probably should have paid more attention in Constitution class). In all reality, the phrase is used by Hillsdale graduates trying to defend their liberal arts education and to justify their lack of job.




10. Virtus Tentamine Gaudet

Definition: After three years of Latin, I can firmly tell you that, despite popular opinion, Hillsdale’s motto does not mean, “Strength rejoices in the challenge.” It literally translates into manliness/virtue rejoices in the challenge. Anyway, students usually say the motto ironically.

Example:
Student A: I have a 10-page paper for Jackson, 5000 pages of reading for Gaetano, and 100 lines of Latin to translate. Not to mention there is 12 feet of snow surrounding my house.

Student B: Virtus Tentamine Gaudet!




The above definitions are not necessarily my opinion, nor do I assume that they are the opinion of everyone at Hillsdale. As you will notice, however, many of the definitions show the flippant or ironic attitudes we sometimes adopt while at Hillsdale. Maybe it’s time to abandon these words and recognize the inherent dignity of each person we encounter while in college. Although I challenge you, I expect every one of my readers to keep me accountable too. I give all of you full permission to smack me if you hear me say any of these words. I know it’s hard. These words are engrained into our vocabulary. But as they say, Virtus Tentamine Gaudet!




Monday, February 10, 2014

Why you are missing out if you aren't best friends with Evan Gage

When I went home for Christmas break, my mother forbid me from saying the word "hate." She encouraged me to try to avoid this word because I say it too often. I think in the last week I have probably said "I hate" 100 times. At least. For instance; I hate snow, Valentine's Day, my car, my room, Saga, my phone, CCAs, my bed, my boyfriend's bright orange sweatshirt, doing laundry, being cold, Mary Profitt's outfit, all my classes, gas station coffee, and the list goes on and on. So, after some introspection, I've realized that my blog reflects my sometimes negative attitude and can be bad for my soul. As a result, I've decided to take a more positive approach to "It's Pronounced Emmaline." Here's my first try.

The most cliched Hillsdale expression is: It's the people. The reason everyone says this is because it's ironic: The phrase is true about the college, but not about the town. Oops. Was that negative? Sorry mom. At least I didn't say hate. Anyway, I've been thinking about why I love Hillsdale and what I will miss when I graduate in three months. Of course I will miss the professors, conversations in Saga, the Honors Program, Kappa, the Collegian, and all of my friends. Honestly though, the person I may miss the most is my dear friend Evan Gage.

I know as a fact, Evan has ironically said that I have never talked about him on my blog, even though he is one of the my biggest supporters and at times my only editor. He has no idea that I am writing this and I hope it's a nice surprise. But the thing about Evan is, he hates this sort of attention. He's probably mad at me for posting this. But here are the top reasons that I am, and why you're missing out if you aren't, best friends with Evan Dirk Gage.

1. He pours himself completely into everything that he does

Just try to get Evan to do something half-heartedly. Ron Swanson from "Parks and Recreations" once said, "Don't half-ass two things. Whole-ass one thing." Evan can whole-ass a million things. He is the president of the history honorary, founder of the Mock Trial Team, a host every Friday night, the gang leader of the West Bank, a student ambassador, a lab assistant, and an excellent student. And don't even get him started about the Titanic - he knows EVERYTHING about it. One time, I took him to go the Queen Mary, which was built in the same era as the Titanic. Dear God. He was like a small child. But guess what? Ron Swanson would even be proud of all the whole-ass-ing Evan has done.
















2. He loves to "urban explore"

By "urban explore," he really means break into things. Evan has some good curiosity - I will give him that. Sometimes this curiosity turns into getting ourselves in a bit of trouble. Mind you, we've never gotten caught by the cops. A few times while "urban exploring" in Michigan we've almost gotten killed from broken floors of abandoned houses. 
















3. He makes everyone feel welcome at his house

Walk into the West Bank. It's located across the street from the Radio Station. I guarantee that Evan will be sitting in his Ikea chair, reading some ancient mystic book. He will immediately put it down, jump up, make you coffee or tea, invite you over the next night to play Catan, and make you feel like it's your own house. You may have to take off your shoes when walk in, but I suppose a man can only go so far in his hospitality.














4. He is the best road trip buddy

Evan and I have spent a significant amount of our collegiate career in the car. His car is named "Auto" and is a diesel, manual Jetta. That's right a diesel Jetta. I remember when I first told my dad, who is a huge car buff, he didn't believe me that there was such a thing as a diesel Jetta. But I swear to you Auto exists.

Because Auto does take diesel, we can take long road trips for a quarter of the cost of regular gas. I mean the thing runs and runs and you never have to fill it up. So Evan and I took advantage of this. We've been to California, Kansas, Nebraska, Iowa, D.C, Boston, Cleveland, Sandusky, Grand Rapids, Traverse City, and Ann Arbor (about 1 million times). The best part is that we never ran out of things to talk about. Ever. I mean the kid is so interesting, it's hard to get bored with him.















5. He is the epitome of a good Hillsdale student

Evan studies and studies, but this isn't what I mean by a good Hillsdale student. What is the good, you ask? Well dear friend, a good thing fulfills it's purpose - it achieves the thing for which it was made. Evan has become that student. He is 4 credits short of a triple major. He writes things down that inspire him and then memorizes them. He is invested in every class he's taken. And from knowing him since freshman year, I can tell you that Evan has allowed the greatest thinkers of the western tradition to shape his mind. And it's made him even that much cooler.
















6. Look at his face

I mean COME ON. He's a TOTAL babe.




















7. He reads "The Collegian" cover to cover every Thursday

You might read this and think it's stupid, but you have no idea the impact that seeing people reading the Collegian has on the members of the journalism program. People forget that journalism is a club too and that we need support just like the athletes, the Greek system, and honoraries. But Evan really does love the Collegian and gives us the encouragement we sometimes lack from the rest of campus.

















8. His beards are ridiculous 

Every time I am away for awhile, I always dread seeing what Evan's face looks like. He's weird about his beard and it makes him look like a hobbit. We love him despite the fact that at times his facial hair looks like hair from another place on the body. (NOTE: Viktor proofread this for me and said I am totally wrong. Evan's beard is amazing. Just trying to keep it 'Fair and Balanced').




















9. He loves his little sisters 

In all reality, this picture is adorable. It's my favorite one of Evan. It shows Evan saying goodbye to his sisters right before coming to Hillsdale. My siblings were like "Adios, enjoy college." I mean I can't even put into words how cute this picture is or how cute they are together.
















10. He is the most loyal person I have ever met

Evan and I have had our share of fights. He's always told me, however, that no matter what I do he will always be my friend. With sororities, they always tell you that you will get back what you get in. With Evan, if you put in an inch, he will go a mile.



















I was complaining to Evan about my negativity and he suggested that I write a post entitled "Why Hillsdale is better than your school." Though I do intend to write this post, the first one I thought of is that Hillsdale has people like Evan Gage. So here's to you Evan Gage, you bastion of higher society.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

10 Reasons I hate Valentine's Day

Whenever I realize Valentine's Day is coming up, I cringe. I love holidays - hell I even decorate my room for St. Patrick's Day. For some reason though, Valentine's Day has always put me in a bad mood.

Perhaps it's PTSD from my middle school days. In the fifth grade, my biggest crush leaned over to me in the middle of class and said, "Don't you think it's funny that you have more hair on your legs than I do?"Even writing this now, I still feel the pain of the cuts on my legs from my first shaving experience that night. Needless to say, I didn't get a Valentine from him a few weeks later.



But I digress.

Valentine's Day is the worst. Here's why:

1. PDA

Look, I have a boyfriend. I get it. Sometimes the feeling to kiss overpowers you and you lose all self-control. On 364 days of the year, PDA is frowned upon and even discouraged. For some reason, on Valentine's Day it becomes universally acceptable. I'm sorry, but no one wants to see you playing tongue hokey any day of the year. Keep it together people.














2. People's obsession with calling it SAD Day

For one, it's redundant. "Single Awareness Day" Day. Just call it SAD. Also, in the same way that it's not okay to be overly touchy on Valentine's Day, it's also not okay to be overly cranky. If I see one status saying something to the effect of "I will be forever alone" or "I only need God to love me," etc., I may have to write that person a strongly-worded email.












3. Flowers

I like flowers as much as the next girl, which is to say not a lot. Flowers are expensive and they die. It's like buying a nice pair of shoes that fall apart in four days. No thanks. I would prefer if giving cash to your Valentine was socially acceptable.













4. Chocolate 

Okay, that's a lie. It's the only good part of Valentine's Day. Nom Nom.
















5. Trying to find a dinner reservation

When you live in a city of 8000 people and only two nice restaurants exist, there is no way you can get a seat. Does Olivia's or Johnny T's even accept reservations? I don't know. But either way, you will be waiting like 10 years for a table if you try to go out. Yuck.













6. Valentine's Day Candy

Have you noticed that Sweethearts taste like chalk? Of course you have. No one wants them, but on the 14th of February I end up with millions of them. Not to mention getting chocolate that has sat on CVS's shelf since Christmas. Sorry kids in Africa, but these are going straight into the trash.














7. My mother sending me gifts

Sorry mom, but even though I love the gifts that you send me when I am single, it just reminds me how single I am. Look how cool I am! My mom sends me gifts so that I feel less sad about my singleness. Not.














8. Everyone wearing pink

I love pink. Pink sparkly is my spirit color. When I see everyone drenched in pink, however, I get weirdly possessive of my color. This is irrational, but I don't care. I love it.

Other People:













Me:














9. Rom Coms

Bleh. I hate Romantic Comedies. My boyfriend and I watch horror movies when we run out of things to do. Rom Coms are unrealistic and poorly written. Basically, they are a complete waste of time. I will never get the hours back from waiting for Drew Barrymore to finally get her first kiss. And it was super anti-climactic anyway.












10. The fact that we celebrate having a significant other

It's not bad to be happy that you aren't single, but Valentine's Day makes it seem like the pinnacle of achievement for a human being. It's not. Why don't we celebrate "College Graduation Day" or "First Pay Check Day." Answer: because it's less sexy. Boo popular culture.


This Valentine's Day, Jon and I plan to camp out in my room with Finish Line and watch all of "House of Cards." And in case you didn't catch that, yes, you can take out Finish Line. Even though this isn't very romantic, it's something that we both love and enjoy doing together. And lucky for the rest of you, we won't be on campus to exhibit any PDA.


Thursday, February 6, 2014

First Comes Love, Then Comes Marriage....

When I woke up on Saturday morning, my boyfriend had decorated my entire suite with flowers to celebrate our one-year anniversary. Jon surprised me by creating a scavenger hunt that led to Jilly Beans, where he stood with even more flowers. After a horse-drawn carriage ride in Frankenmuth, Jon blindfolded me and took me to a quaint country restaurant. About halfway through dinner, Jon got a nervous tremor in his left hand, the kind that appears around my father. Finally, he got down on one knee and asked me the question that I'd been longing to hear since I was a little girl.

Psych.

(Keep calm Kappas.)

If the above scenario happened to me, I would most definitely vomit. On our one-year anniversary, Jon and I drove through McDonald's for breakfast, read in my suite, went to Mass, and then ate dinner with five of my closest guy friends. Pretty much the antithesis of a romantic evening.

Red Vest Girl, you are my spirit animal. 


But that's what we both wanted - It's just who we are. Despite our tendency away from the romantic, my relationship with Jon is a true love. I love him so much, at times it seems like my heart hurts. Sometimes, we giggle about our likelihood of having a redheaded child. Other times, we disagree over whether we will have a cat or a dog. Picturing myself at 25, 40, 72, and 101, I always see Jon next to me, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse. 



When you see me around, however, you will notice the ring finger on my left hand remains bare. And if one more person asks me when I am going to get engaged, he or she will receive a punch to the face.



The Hillsdale culture glorifies relationships that prove their love by following a prescribed set of steps. First, a couple must Hillsdate and become the object of dozens of rumors. Next, the couple tells their closest friends that they have become official, and before long everyone in the Hillsdale universe knows that they are dating. Finally, some time during senior year the gentleman pops the question to the lucky lady. Then comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage. 

My relationship with Jon has taught me it's possible to have a great love at Hillsdale and arrive at spring with no ring. But, by watching couples like Grace Marie and Brett, Kaleigh and Josh, Emily and Ian, and Ariel and Jonathan I have realized that sometimes this formula works. There is no right path for a relationship.

At a school that aims for every student to graduate with a longing for the truth, it’s hard for us to grasp that every person’s romantic life takes a different form. A collegiate pursuit of truth doesn’t need to end in an engagement.




And maybe your future spouse isn’t a Hillsdale College student. Maybe they don’t exist at all. At Hillsdale, there are so many demands on our time that not having a relationship means you can completely devote yourself to your friendships, professors, and classes. I made my best friends at Hillsdale when I didn’t have a boyfriend and I would argue that singlehood enriches a college experience. Despite what secular culture tells us, singlehood is a legitimate vocation. It’s unfair to assume that everyone has to get married. Besides, without a significant other, Valentine’s Day drama doesn’t exist (BTW, look forward to my next post: 10 Reasons I hate Valentine’s Day).



But in all reality, Jon and I know that we are not ready for marriage. Forever seems like the time it takes for an Oakley worker to make us a sandwich, not the amount of time we can fathom spending with each other. As we transition to whatever God has in store for us professionally, Jon and I want to grab a hold of whatever is put before us and live it to the fullest. Moving away from Hillsdale next year means that we want to spend some time exploring our new city. We want to let our love blossom in our ever-developing faith. I want to be selfish for a little bit longer and let Jon pay for everything. Jon wants to continue believing that one day I will agree to get a dog. We want to be silly and not worry about being serious about a mortgage, kids, and retirement. We have the rest of our life to be married - why rush through the fun stuff?



When it's time to get married, we know that the Holy Spirit will lead us to the altar. But despite the peer pressure at Hillsdale, it's okay if that's not this semester. For now, the only big question I am longing for Jon to ask is whether I want a 12 or 24 pack of Diet Coke.  






Sunday, February 2, 2014

Best Eyebrows of Hillsdale

Recently, my posts have been rather benign and frankly I would say a bit vanilla. Bailey and I were sitting in the Suites tossing around ideas that would get people talking about my blog again. Bailey suggested some off-color topics, but none really got me passionate until she suggested a post about eyebrows.

Eyebrows are the most neglected item on the face, and an obsession of mine. Both sexes judge potential partners by their eyebrows, even though they don't realize it. Eyebrows shape a face and define a person's best features. Bad eyebrows, however, give the impression that a person is unkempt and unconcerned about hygiene.

Most people at Hillsdale do not acknowledge the power of eyebrows. If you think your eyebrows may be in need of even a little help, please visit Nikki at Volume Salon located in downtown Hillsdale. Male or female, she will give you the eyebrows necessary for a beautiful face.

This blog post is to recognize the people who maintain wonderful eyebrows. I must admit, most of these people have dark hair. I apologize to those who do not have Mediterranean or Hispanic roots - most likely you couldn't be counted among those of us with great eyebrows.


Evan





















Christina 















Hailey






















Matt





















Hannah
















Sara












David
















Every Viviano/DeLapp/Kibbe on campus













Martha











Aaron












Phoebe












Morgan














Alex