Sick and tired of coming home for the holidays to find your old friends turning Thanksgiving into a brag fest for their school? Instead of thinking about how once you ate the half-frozen corndog at the cafeteria or tallying the combined hours spent looking for parking you should pay attention to the reasons to show your Pepperdine pride.
And it is about time you rubbed the fact that you go to Pepperdine in all of your friends’ faces back home.
Face it. We are sexy you are hot and we have one of the most attractive student bodies in the nation. CollegeProwler.com says we’re hot too Pepperdine’s men received an A and Pepperdine’s ladies earned an A+. We’re good-looking and it’s hard to fight it with all these stairs.
It’s a workout getting to class and it pays off. We are walking behind you up the same stairs and it’s hard to miss that you have been toning back there.
You go to Pepperdine: home of princes and princesses literally and students from all over the world flock here. You live in Malibu: home of celebreties.
Where else can you play basketball with Adam Sandler watch a baseball game with Pamela Anderson have former boxer George Foreman on our Board of Regents and as soon as we leave our campus be surrounded by celebrities? Only at Pepperdine.
We go to a school that seems almost fictional and in some cases is. This is the exact same campus that the kids from Nickelodeon’s Zoey 101 live on. We are sleeping in the same dorms where Gossip Girl’s Chace Crawford alumnus lived. In addition these are some of the nicest dorms and apartments when compared to other universities which are constantly upgrading.
While your friends back home are living in their own puke from the night before the cleaning staff cleans the bathrooms better than Mr. Clean himself.
Where else does a university practically shove you overseas your sophomore year?
The faculty members alone are worthy to brag about to your friends. When your arrogant friend from Harvard pulls the “I studied under Sir Feather Bottom IV.” You can pull the “What was that? My professor was just Facebooking me.”
They probably never even studied under Sir Feather Bottom IV they were taught by one of his many teacher assistants. Teachers actually teach us (go figure) know our names and become some of our best friends here because they’re so down to earth.
This is one of the only universities where you can hitch a ride from the president in his golf cart and after he can play you a couple songs with his rock band.
Truth be told we are a close-knit community (or family if you want to be that cliché) at Pepperdine.
The rule of thumb here is that you can know anyone to the sixth degree but it’s hard to find someone here that isn’t known to the second degree. We aren’t just a number here compared to state schools where no one of importance will know our names.
This exclusivity gives us the opportunity to participate and learn first hand. We have low barriers for high standards here. Even non-journalism majors can write for their prestigious newspaper the Graphic (wink-wink nudge-nudge).
I am not going to talk about the beach because I think the view from our rooms and classes speak for themselves.
Our campus is surreal. We see Bambi on a daily basis on every part of campus. Maybe the raccoons aren’t as nice Meeko from Pocahontas but they are still amusing to watch. We get to live in a fantastically gorgeous bubble.
See? Pepperdine is amazing. Now it’s time to go and rub it in your friends’ faces back home. When you’re sitting around the Thanksgiving turkey and everyone is saying what they are thankful this year clear your throat when your turn comes stand up chuck your napkin at the table and yell “Pepperdine!” Then walk away.
Happy holidays from the Graphic and see you next year.
