Let the Campus Be Your "Get a Room" Room

I can hardly wait till springtime.

If there’s one thing I love about BYU, it’s the magic of walking around campus and seeing couples holding hands and gazing into one another’s eyes. What could be more beautiful than sitting in the Mariott Center at a fireside, watching two people enthusiastically expressing their appreciation for each other by kissing passionately? What could be more flattering than being asked on a date because you were thought to be “hot?” And what could be more thrilling than bringing the boy next door baked goods on a regular basis? Almost nothing.

So imagine with me, if you will, a few months from now. The snow melts, the flowers bloom, furry animals come out of hiding, and – best of all – hormones begin to rage. How wonderful it will be as the search for a Friday night date or eternal companion begins again with renewed vigor! How brilliant it will be when – so much like those furry animals – freshly returned missionaries come out of hiding, ready for a mate; inspiring competition from fellow RMs and swoons from the damsels waiting to be courted.

After all, the real purpose of college has nothing to do with higher learning. Education is just a much-desired excuse to socialize and kiss, date and marry. One could hardly imagine a place more suitable for these things than a university – a place abundant with flowers and sun-dappled trees, waiting to be cuddled beneath; long stretches of sidewalk begging to be strolled along; and libraries replete with books of romantic poetry and cozily abandoned isles, perfect for romantic words and private kisses.

So go ahead – pair up. Isn’t that why you came to school?