Curfew at college??

Listen, just because we have a curfew at this school, it doesn't mean we don't have any fun. (Just for informative purposes, curfew is at 12 p.m. every night except friday night, when it is 1 p.m.) In fact, it's quite the opposite. Don't think that there are policemen rollin' around town putting kids in jail if they are out after curfew. Nor do people go to each apartment to check that everyone is there. No, we are big kids, and it's all on our honor. That means if we don't follow it, nothing happens. Nothing but guilt. Curfew is something I have really grown to love.

 Imagine this for just a minute: you live in Rexburg and there are people over at your apartment on one cool, week-day evening. These people aren't exactly your friends--they belong to that one roommate that you like the least. Don't worry about it though, that's a side note. It's late at night and you're in out in the front room with them. Why? Because it's your apartment and you can go wherever you want. One of the guests with whom you have absolutely no connection with is casually hitting on you. Someone else is screaming the national anthem because apparently she has a lot of American pride, which of course you appreciate, but still does not call for high-pitched screaming. The only time that kind of screaming is appropriate is when a predator is threatening to attack. Needless to say, there is no predator around. Although the person hitting on you is coming pretty close.    

There is also some guy snooping around in your kitchen, eating all of the pumpkin chocolate chip cookies you just baked. The nerve. The girl across the room is running her hands through her red hair and dropping the excess strands on the carpet you recently vacuumed. You are silently observing this disturbing scene and desperately wishing they would all go back to where they came from, but you can't be rude and kick them out. What to do? Lucky for you, you are currently going to the school, BYU-Idaho (the greatest school in the world), and there is a 12 o'clock curfew. And guess what time it is? It's 11:55 p.m.

"Oh dram, guys! I would love to have you stay longer, but it's almost twelve!" That, is the beauty of curfew.