Love is Bruff

Love is Bruff

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Love is Bruff.

Being a young 19-year-old, I don’t really have the perfect definition of love or how it feels or what it’s like to lose it. Throughout my (short) dating history, however, I have been able to find things I can relate to being “in love” (I use quotation marks because literally no one can describe what feeling love is like because it’s different for everyone). Some things I relate love to are the new "Game of Thrones" season or watching Avery on "Grey’s Anatomy" do his thang. Here at Tulane University, there is a place we all hold dear in our hearts, a place you would not venture unless there was just at least a small hint of love. Yes people, I’m talking about Bruff.

Love is getting the last bowl at the cereal station.

Love is being able to eat a banana without being put on the Tulane banana eating page.

Love is no line at the panini station.

Love is Creole Creamery.

Love is when they put in more Special K.

Love is when you’re the last person in the omelette line before they close it.

Love is smiley fries and chicken nuggets.

Love is fried chicken day.

Love is cheese day (seriously, if you don’t love cheese day, I don’t know how you love at all. I’m lactose intolerant and still love cheese day).

Love is gluten-free donuts.

Love is when you go to get pizza (because you’re allowed to eat pizza any day of the week, no matter what) and they’re putting a new pie out.

Love is when the carving station has meat you can recognize.

Love is cram-jam snacks and dessert. Shout-out to YooHoo–1970s forever (a.k.a. the decade Bruff was built).

Love is when the people working at Bruff know your name and say hi to you.

Love is giving you extra chicken on your salad from the sandwich station.

Love is strawberry yogurt and fresh strawberries.

Love is sweet raspberries.

Love is breakfast for dinner.

Love is people-watching (don’t lie, we all do it).

Love is not having to wait for a burger to be made.

Love is tater tots.

Love is “family” dinners.

Love is being tapped in when you’ve used up all your swipes.

Love is open high-tables by the waffle maker.

Love is chocolate chips at the ice cream station that you put in your waffles.

Love is fresh lettuce.

Love is Oz.

Love is dry bowls.

Love is Greek yogurt (I personally would rather eat the strawberry, but Greek is a fan favorite).

Love is being labeled a “Super Bruff Fan.”

Love is so many chocolate chip cookies.

Love is Bruffing alone.

Love is mac-and-cheese.

Love is when they call you baby.

Love is...

Love is many things–it’s ice cream and yogurt and Special K and chicken nuggets. Most importantly, loving Bruff doesn’t mean losing anything in the process. Bruff will always be there for your omelette and cheese day needs, and when you leave Bruff, you know you’ll be back oh-so-soon (maybe way too soon). Yes, love is rough but the most important thing about love is how it allows you to appreciate what you have while you have it, because it can all change so suddenly.

Love is pizza, love is panini-makers, love is accepting and moving on, love is getting hurt, love is being so happy you can’t sit still–love is, well, Bruff.

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30 Things I'd Rather Be Than 'Pretty'

Because "pretty" is so overrated.
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Nowadays, we put so much emphasis on our looks. We focus so much on the outside that we forget to really focus on what matters. I was inspired by a list that I found online of "Things I Would Rather Be Called Instead Of Pretty," so I made my own version. Here is a list of things that I would rather be than "pretty."

1. Captivating

I want one glance at me to completely steal your breath away.

2. Magnetic

I want people to feel drawn to me. I want something to be different about me that people recognize at first glance.

3. Raw

I want to be real. Vulnerable. Completely, genuinely myself.

4. Intoxicating

..and I want you addicted.

5. Humble

I want to recognize my abilities, but not be boastful or proud.

6. Exemplary

I want to stand out.

7. Loyal

I want to pride myself on sticking out the storm.

8. Fascinating

I want you to be hanging on every word I say.

9. Empathetic

I want to be able to feel your pain, so that I can help you heal.

10. Vivacious

I want to be the life of the party.

11. Reckless

I want to be crazy. Thrilling. Unpredictable. I want to keep you guessing, keep your heart pounding, and your blood rushing.

12. Philanthropic

I want to give.

13. Philosophical

I want to ask the tough questions that get you thinking about the purpose of our beating hearts.

14. Loving

When my name is spoken, I want my tenderness to come to mind.

15. Quaintrelle

I want my passion to ooze out of me.

16. Belesprit

I want to be quick. Witty. Always on my toes.

17. Conscientious

I want to always be thinking of others.

18. Passionate

...and I want people to know what my passions are.

19. Alluring

I want to be a woman who draws people in.

20. Kind

Simply put, I want to be pleasant and kind.

21. Selcouth

Even if you've known me your whole life, I want strange, yet marvelous. Rare and wondrous.

22. Pierian

From the way I move to the way I speak, I want to be poetic.

23. Esoteric

Do not mistake this. I do not want to be misunderstood. But rather I'd like to keep my circle small and close. I don't want to be an average, everyday person.

24. Authentic

I don't want anyone to ever question whether I am being genuine or telling the truth.

25. Novaturient

..about my own life. I never want to settle for good enough. Instead I always want to seek to make a positive change.

26. Observant

I want to take all of life in.

27. Peart

I want to be honestly in good spirits at all times.

28. Romantic

Sure, I want to be a little old school in this sense.

29. Elysian

I want to give you the same feeling that you get in paradise.

30. Curious

And I never want to stop searching for answers.
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Living With Celiac Disease

Kids would put food in my face and tease me about it, they'd tell me that my symptoms weren't real and that I was just faking it for attention; I even had adults tell me this too.

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At the age of eight, I experienced horrible stomach pain, weakness, and illness. I was doubled over, and I didn't know why I'd felt so horrible. It wasn't the kind of pain you feel when you have the flu, or when you have cramps. It was a different kind of pain, but I knew it wasn't good. My parents didn't know what was wrong with me either. The only thing my dad had suspected was that perhaps I was intolerant to gluten.

For those who don't know, gluten is found in many food items that primarily contain grains or are often high in carbs. This isn't to say that all foods with carbs or grains have gluten, but they oftentimes do. Gluten is a protein within wheat that is the primary ingredient in cake, pizza, and bread. It is even sometimes in food that you would never suspect, like Twizzlers. It's also synonymous with ingredients like monosodium glutamate, malt, barley…etc.

I tell you that to tell you this:
At eight years old, I was told I had celiac disease. Which just means that my body is unable to digest and break down gluten, preventing me from absorbing vital nutrients.

My dad found out later in his life that he was gluten intolerant after many years of breakouts and complications. He had ascertained the idea that maybe I had also carried this gene and that was why I was in so much pain. Each time we digest gluten, our body attacks our small intestine, killing off what is called villi. My body was in so much pain because I was eating gluten.

After taking gluten products completely out of my diet, I felt 100% better. I was no longer in intense pain, I no longer had rashes, and all other symptoms went away. From then on, I had to watch what I ate, as if I was on a life-long diet.

As you can imagine, this was a ton of responsibility for me as an eight-year-old because I now had to constantly check every label there ever was, make sure that the food I was eating at school didn't have any sort of gluten in it, and I was also now a novelty at school. Kids would put food in my face and tease me about it, they'd tell me that my symptoms weren't real and that I was just faking it for attention. I even had adults tell me this too. They thought I was being hypersensitive.

I had to remember everywhere I went that I had to avoid eating gluten. Do you know how hard that is? It's in so many things. When I was young, not many people knew what celiac disease was. There weren't any gluten-free alternatives out there, so I was eating lots of rice, beans, and salad. I had a very limited food palette. I could no longer have the amazing foods I enjoyed like pizza, garlic rolls, cake, or even ravioli. Although it seems odd, ravioli and spaghetti-o's were my favorite then and I was no longer able to have them. It crushed me.

Having celiac disease was hard as a child because when I went to birthday parties, I couldn't eat most of the food they provided. I couldn't enjoy birthday cake or the pizza that most people ordered. I always had to bring my own food and explain why every time. It seems silly, but I often felt left out. Not being 'normal' because of my allergy made me feel like an outcast. You'd think you wouldn't feel like that, but it generated a lot of those negative feelings because I was a burden to feed due to my allergy.

Fast forward 13 years later, I still have to be careful of what I eat. Celiac disease is something I'll never get rid of. It's a part of my DNA, and there's a good chance my kids will also carry the gene and deal with the same issues.

I don't usually tell people I have celiac disease because I can sometimes get away with having trace amounts of gluten and still be mostly okay. But when I accidentally eat gluten, I pay the consequences. There are times when I accidentally eat it and feel like I can't get out of bed because of the stomach pain. I joke that the pain is so horrible that I feel like I'm dying, but it really does feel severe in the moment.

Being gluten intolerant, I spend quite a bit more money on groceries because I have to find gluten-free food and it's way more expensive. Because gluten-free became a fad diet, more places began offering alternatives and it was easier for me to find foods I liked. When I find gluten-free goodies that aren't normally gluten-free in restaurants, you bet my eyes light up! It's exciting but also a relief.

Being gluten-free has oftentimes felt like a curse, but it's also a blessing sometimes.

The upside to this is that researchers are looking into developing a pill that will help those with celiac disease digest gluten easier and/or subside symptoms completely. So hopefully soon, I'll be able to eat the foods I once loved without feeling ill.

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