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The Best and The Worst: ONU Edition

I asked what you wanted to see on my blog this week over on my Twitter  and you answered. The majority of you wanted me to talk about the best and the worst of ONU this week. I actually just came up with this concept this morning as I was thinking about potential blog posts and I'm glad you seem to like the idea! So today I'm going to give you my personal take on the best and worst things about Ohio Northern University. DISCLAIMER: These are my thoughts and opinions and you may disagree which is completely FINE.

The Best

The professors I've personally experienced through the Dicke College of Business Administration are some of the best teachers and best people I've ever encountered in my life. They are so willing to help you succeed, they genuinely care about you and your success, and it is evident through everything that they do. Every class I've taken through the Dicke College has helped me and I know I have learned something that I will take with me in my future career.

The Worst

THE FOOD IS AWFUL. Okay, well not all of it. But the choices are so limited that after week five of being back on campus I am already so sick of campus food. It doesn't help that we go to school in such a small town that the off-campus food options are getting old as well. I know we are a small school but we deserve more than two options for on campus food, right??? DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MEAL SWIPE AVAILABILITY.

The Best

The size. I have been to small campuses and large campuses and I know personally a small campus is the perfect size for me. It makes it feel more like a community. I love the small classes, I love being in a small sorority, and I love that I can get from one end of campus to the other in ten minutes.


The Worst

Some of you may know in high school I was in.....the marching band. Yes, the rumors are true-mors. Because of this I never got to be in the student section at the football games. Coming to college this was one thing I was really looking forward to but unfortunately ONU does not have a student section. I still go to the football games to support our P-Bears and all of my cheerleader friends, but a part of me will always wish I were up in the stands cheering alongside my classmates like at a huge university.

The Best

I think the best part about any place you go are the people you meet when you're there. I am definitely not alone when I say the people I've met at ONU are some of the greatest. I've made so many genuine friendships that I know are for a lifetime and I definitely have this small, quirky, school to thank for that.

Thank you always for reading and giving feedback, it never goes unnoticed. I think I like this concept, so give me more ideas of what you want me to give my "best and worst" opinions on. I adore you all and I hope you find something to laugh about today!

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