Author: wuterps

Believer | EDM Enthusiast | Sports Fanatic | Sneaker Connoisseur | Adventure Aficionado

2018 Spring Semester: “Open Letter”

You already know what it is. It’s the end of the semester. That means it’s time for another one of these cheesy open letters than you skim to see if you’re mentioned. I did not proofread this at all, so it’s probably rife with typos and grammatical errors. I’ll keep it short and sweet. This semester has easily been the best one in my college career. I went to NYC, I saw Kygo, and I became Excel certified.

Honestly, it wasn’t the wildest semester, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. I made some new friends, and of course, business is booming. I gotta give a quick shout out to all of the people that drove me around to pick up sneakers. You guys are the reason I could afford to buy Dominos on a weekly basis.

This semester I finally settled down on a church home. It was more or less out of necessity because the ride for the church that I used to attend decided to unceremoniously bail on me. It is what it is though. It worked out in the end. Academically this semester has been a blast. I feel like I’m learning a lot and being prepared for a future outside of college.

Speaking of a life outside of college, I graduate next year. That’s both scary and exciting at the same time. Enough about the future. These posts are all about reflection and looking back on what the semester has offered.

Things I wish I would have done:
Gone to Beach Hut more.

Go to Chick-fil-A less

Drink less Dr. Pepper

Get better at Fortnite

Things I’m glad I did:

Become friends with this guy Nick who ooped me a study guide

Campaign for Page & Rockey

Sleep on the futon 60% of the nights

Skip class to watch March Madness

It has been an interesting semester when it comes to friends. People have come and gone, but the Real Ones have always been there for me. Minus Garrett (RIP Uncle Gary). Just kidding, he’s the most hospitable guy I know. Instead of carefully organizing the kudos section of this letter in alphabetical order like I normally do, I’m just going to put down the first few people that come to mind. I’m throwing this whole thing together in under 20 minutes so don’t take offense if you aren’t listed. Text me and we can do coffee or something if you want to catch up before I head out.

D. Henderson

               It is no exaggeration to say that I would not be where I am today without you. You have been an amazing roommate and an even better friend. Putting up with my dorm room messiness and occasional mental breakdowns over minute issues takes a special person. I’m glad to have had you in my life for the highs, the lows, and everything in between. Stay chill in the chat for me over the summer. Oh, and try to watch less Fortnite videos while you’re at it.

J. Bear

Odds are I’ll probably have punched your face by this time next semester. Anyhow, I hope you win Suprize and I look forward to your daily updates. I’ll bet you a $1 that you will post your Suprize time in a chat again before next semester.

J. Lorig

               Thanks for being my personal chauffeur to pick up sneakers and get me to Kygo shows. Without you, my life would have 100% less vibes. I appreciate you always being up for almost anything, I just wish you would have taken the offer and made me $40 poorer. It’s too late now.

I. Prince

               Your love for Taylor Swift is kinda scary. If it wasn’t for our drive to Greensboro and back, I probably would not have had time to listen to her entire musical catalog. You should see if the UPS guy likes her too.

G. Thigpen

               Rare is the major holiday that I don’t spend at the Thigpen residence. Thanks for always being welcoming and letting me crash at your place. Please try to get some new couches before I come over again.

N. Brooks

               It’s been great getting to know you better this semester and I’m glad we could be church buddies. Also, thanks for getting Dylan out of the room so I can watch something other than Fortnite videos on the TV.

C. Tarbell

My patience with you is shorter than your reselling career, but we always manage to have a great time. We may argue occasionally, but at the end of the day, we really do enjoy each other. My advice for you would be to throw your Bluetooth earpiece in the trash.

J. Schloeder

               We realized your dream of doing Spring Break. I still can’t believe we pulled that off. You are in my top 25 Tas of all time, so I would screenshot this and put it in your resume. I’m eternally grateful that you redeemed yourself and threw a semi-decent Cinco de Mayo party.

K. Gee

               I will take this space to inform you that everyone knew about the engagement before you knew that everyone knew. Congrats again, and I pray that your marriage is more successful than Taskbot.

N. Long

               You are the only reason I ever attend an LU cookout or Fun Fest. Not really, but you always bring the best vibes. I loved being able to chill with you here at Liberty and I can’t wait to have you over at the new apartment.






2017 Fall Semester: An Open Letter


The Fall 2017 semester. What a ride. From finding out that Delaware is an actual state, to making $150 for simply sleeping, this semester has been full of the unexpected. It seemed as if I was never fully aware of what was actually happening. Just when one thing would settle down and I would get stuff somewhat figured out, something else would come up that would catch me completely off guard. One moment you’re obliterating wet floor signs after beating a mediocre football team, and then before you know it, you’re sitting in Applebee’s watching some guy have a literal meltdown while eating a Triple Chocolate Meltdown. Life is crazy.

Lessons Learned

Academically, I took my foot off the gas pedal so to speak. I more or less coasted through with very minimal effort. I continually have to remind myself that I’m here for an education rather than to simply get a degree. On that note, my dissatisfaction with Liberty University peaked around mid-November. My main issue had to be with my roommate. At times he made my life nearly unbearable. Just kidding. My roommate is amazing, and he definitely had a positive impact on my life.

The root of my dissatisfaction was definitely myself. I got a bad case of millennial entitlement. Not in the sense that I expected things to be given to me, but rather in the sense that expected that hardships would pass easily and that things would go according to my plans. It was a harsh awakening when I realized that I had become increasingly more self-centered and selfish. I came to understand that I needed to focus less on myself and invest in others more. However, there is a fine line between trying to help people out and worrying about other people’s issues that don’t concern me. I had to learn not to over commit and when to say “no” to things that I knew would be fun but would draw me away from more pressing priorities. God has really shown me what matters in life. At the end of the day, sneakers, money, and sports will fade away. I learned that I needed to be investing in things that will matter far after my time here on Earth is done.

It may sound kind of stupid, but I began to think about my legacy and how I would want people to remember me. I realized that I was simply becoming that kid that sells shoes and t-shirts for more than he pays for them. While that inherently isn’t a bad thing, it frustrated me. I know it may sound super cliché, but aren’t we as Christians supposed to be known as followers of Christ first and foremost? It is definitely something I am still growing in and learning more about. I am a firm believer in continual growth. I don’t believe that anyone ever truly arrives spiritually. It’s a continual journey and I’m excited to see where God leads me from here.


So that’s what I’ve been learning in my life this semester. In the words of someone of much wiser than myself, “There have been circumstantial highs and lows, but overall it’s been a semester of growth.” As you may know, 25% of my reasoning for going to a school on the coast is that there are just so many opportunities to travel and things to do. I got to go to New York City and experience the holy mecca of streetwear that is Kith. That honestly was one of the greatest moments of the semester. There was a period at the beginning of the semester that I went hiking almost every weekend. The views were always incredible, and the vibes were always good. Liberty is one of those campuses where everything absolutely dies on the weekend. On the rare occasion that it’s lively, there’s a good chance we beat a Power 5 team in football. You can experience all of the mayhem from that weekend here.  I think the kids these days would characterize this semester as “lit”.

The People

Of course, what is college without great friends and companions to experience life with? Some relationships come and go. Some grow stronger, while others tend to fall by the wayside. That’s just life. I really do wish I could get to know each and every person I run into on a personal basis. However, the reality is that it’s simply not possible to foster unique relationships with each person you come into contact with. Below is a quick listing of the people that had the most impact on my life this semester. Some of the stuff might seem too harsh, which it probably is, but it’s all done in fun.  I’ll save the more “emotional” stuff for a later date. I truly love each and every one of you guys. Please do not take offense if you’re not on this list. If you’re not listed, it’s probably because you asked me to oop you Yeezys more than a few times (Kidding, let me know if you feel left out and we’ll grab coffee sometime).

J. Bear

If we’re being honest, your semester peaked when you bought Yeezys for your cousin. Too bad you’re still so far behind that you actually have no idea what is going on. College just would not be the same if I wasn’t betting pennies on NFL football games. I love how honest and open you are. You’re always ready and willing to give your unsolicited opinion, no matter how wrong it may be. I can’t wait to see where your DJing talents take you. I’m glad we are still friends, no matter how many small quarrels may have. I really appreciate you, Bucky.

K. Gee

It’s a year late, but you’re finally stepping down as a Resident Advisor. I like to think I played a role in that decision. I have gotten to hang out with you more this semester than I ever could have dreamed of. I should have turned you down more often. In terms of like, instant relief, canceling plans is like heroin. Anyway, I’ve lost count of all the bets you’ve lost. Good thing you are now a certified Reseller™ so you can cover your losses. I can’t wait to see where life takes you and how you grow both as a man and a parent.

D. Henderson

Where do I even begin? What a rollercoaster of a year it has been. Last year I would not have believed you if you said I would be rooming with you this semester. It’s been an absolute blessing to be your roommate and it has greatly enriched my life. I like to think that I’ve had some impact on your life, but I think we can both agree that I’ve benefitted the most out of our relationship. I could do with a little less “meowing” though. That’s just plain weird. We’re not just friends, we are allies, which can be a good deal more effective. We always have each other’s back and willing to tell one another the harsh truth. What a semester.

T. Henvey

 You’re the type of person to purchase one pair of the most widely released Yeezy of all time and then quit your day job because you profited $0.24. Thanks for driving me around though. Even though it usually pretty pointless. Like, why did we drive to North Carolina for cookies at 3AM? That’s a question I would like answered. You literally killed clout this semester. That’s something that won’t be easily forgotten. You also may or may not have more reps than credit hours. I’m going to stop roasting you now. With a little more common sense and direction, you will do great things with your life. You have the drive and motivation to accomplish anything you set your mind on.

A. Hinney

According to all known laws of friendship, you and I should not be friends. It truly is a miracle that we are even able to be within a 50ft vicinity of each other without you getting bad vibes from me. I wonder if the only reason you tolerated me is so that I could take cute photos of you with cats at the humane society. Maybe someday you’ll be able to handle prickly situations over the phone rather than being locked in a car and being forced to pinky promise that you’ll simply talk to someone. But hey, all’s well that well that ends well. Sometimes you’re a Timmy; sometimes you’re a Tuesday, and I think you got to experience both ends of the spectrum this semester. We’ve hit rock bottom, so there’s nowhere to go but up. You know? You know.

M. Kiffmeyer

I appreciate you more than you probably even realize. I’ve always had admiration for your calm spirit and your ability to hack the thermostat so that it would go below 71. Your willingness to take my wild ideas and entertain them truly has a special place in my heart. Running around campus in the pouring rain, sneaking into an abandoned house, and descending 3 stories into the sewer to find quarters for laundry will be something I will never forget. Keep an eye out for me this winter break. I just might show up your front doorstep.

J. Lorig

I can’t even begin to imagine how boring your prayer group is without me. It is whatever the opposite of dynamic is. I can’t be too harsh since you’re shooting better than McDowell. I’ve had the pleasure of watching you grow and become bolder in your endeavors. You still won’t do a flip at Panther Falls though. I have this eerie feeling that all the group chats we are in will devolve to just you and I texting each other to get food. That’s not going to happen though. You’re going to bank in a deep three and the rest will be history. Thanks for always keeping me in check and reminding me that you don’t need a season to make wise choices.

J. Schloeder

I’ve actually been to Twelve Five Russell Springs Drive more than I thought I would be. Your roommates are always so hospitable and I’m glad they have welcomed me and my friends with open arms. Tell em I said, “Hi”. You could do a whole lot better, but I think you somewhat have got your life figured out now. That one kid seems to be treating you alright and I’m just glad that he knows how many Eno’s you prefer. I will never forget the time I missed freaking luau so I could have some Coca-Cola with you. That was truly a memorable experience. Delaware was pretty nifty too. The big question is whether or not we are making Spring Break happen. The short answer is: Yes.

C. Tarbell

The amount of time I spend with you is directly proportional to how much you wear your Bluetooth headset. You’ve grown a lot this semester, and it’s been fun watching you learn how to navigate college. I now understand what you mean when you say that you don’t do well in group chats. You’re right, you absolutely suck. I do appreciate you always being around to take candid photos of me and my friends eating food. One can only hope that you will burn all of your American Eagle graphic tees. I am looking forward to next semester and all of the adventures that await us.

G. Thigpen

You might want to sit down before you read this. Out of everyone I’ve met at Liberty, you probably frustrated me the most. It’s not because I don’t like you; it’s because I care about you. You have super willing to let me air out my feelings, and for that, I am eternally grateful. You’ve had your low points this semester, but you bounced back. Much like Bitcoin, people are going to wish they had invested in you much earlier. In that same vein, the people cashing out now will regret it when they realize your value is only going to continue to rise. I’m glad to see that you’ve got an idea of what you want. Life is a back and forth type of thing. Let’s just hope that if you go backward, you change something so that you don’t end up having a breakdown while eating cake and ice cream.

J. Ward

I have nothing but respect for you and your game. I can only hope to have half of the Instagram game that you do. My one hope for you going forward is that you’ll be able to cop a pair of Yeezys for retail. Next semester will be your time though. Whether it’s buying Yeezys or hitting a 3-point buzzer beater, I have confidence you’re going to hit the pinnacle of your collegiate years. So turn up Slump the Ski Mask God or whatever it is you’re bumping to these days and get out there and hit that game winner.

A. Westerfield

Let’s be real, GOVT 421 saved our friendship. Without it, we would have nothing to talk about or even have in common. Just kidding. Not really. Well, I guess there’s a bit of truth to that statement. I’m glad we are buddies and I love coming over to your house for anything but Friendsgiving. I can’t believe we’ve made far without beef ending our friendship. I guess that speaks to how bad you are at cooking. It’s been a fun year and I can’t wait until something wild happens so that we have something else to bond over. Put that on a pillow.

Reselling is Overrated

It’s been a minute since I’ve updated this site. Welcome back. I am writing this between two Yeezy releases. I wanted to give you some insight into my mind, what drives me to go out and secure shoes you normally only see lining the shelves of Flight Club or Stadium Goods. This is more of a “journal entry” if you will. It doesn’t really have a form or coherent flow.  It’s simply my thoughts and feelings being typed out.

First, a bit of history of how I got into the reselling game. It started off small enough my freshman year of high school. I was able to walk into a Best Buy on Black Friday, purchase Beats headphones for 50% off and resell them on eBay for near retail price. My mother had an eBay store and she helped me out in those early days. My first Yeezy purchase came about out of necessity. I really needed to pay off something (which is a whole other story), so I managed to cop 2 pairs of the Pirate Black Yeezys while waiting in line for butter on a stick at the Iowa State Fair. I shipped them off to Flight Club, and my sneaker reselling career took off. This was before the days of StockX and Goat, so getting the sneakers to the consumer was a bit harder. However, I stuck with it and managed to continue to secure limited releases.

I’ll be the first to admit, I was incredibly lucky the first year of my reselling career. The market was smaller back then and not everyone was a “reseller”. I was able to login to Nike and get the Aunt Pearl Kd 6s with no trouble at all. Splash pages were merely a speedbump on the road to purchasing Yeezys. However, as the years continued to turn over, things became increasingly more difficult. I needed an upper hand or knowledge beyond the simple sneaker blogs. I turned to Reddit (lol) and Twitter for this information. From there I was able to join Slack and Discord groups. These groups helped me discover backdoor links and introduced me to bots. If you’re wondering, which I know you probably aren’t, I currently use ANB AIO, Splashforce, and Dashe as my current bots. Without these connections, I would not be anywhere as near deep in the game as I am now.

It was from within these groups that I gained much of my knowledge that I have today. The members of these groups range from nerdy developers in the UK to streetwear moguls from the streets of Atlanta. The one common interest was sneakers. They weren’t in the reselling game strictly for the money; they loved shoes. I think that is one thing that people overlook about myself. I don’t just resell sneakers for the profit, I love the culture. People try to say that resellers are killing the game. I would beg to differ. I only resell because there are people out there willing to pay a 400% markup on glorified house slippers. The free market economy dictates that a voluntary exchange that mutually benefits both parties is necessary for the seller to remain competitive. I’ll stop charging what I do when you stop paying what you do.

Reselling is not a career. It is a hobby. It is something you have to be passionate about in order to succeed. If you aren’t passionate about sneakers, don’t resell them. Resell Hatchimals, Funkos, or whatever it is you enjoy. Don’t resell for the money, do it for the culture. To be completely honest, it’s all about who you know. It’s about being on the cutting edge of information and applying that knowledge before anyone else. If you’re looking for quick cash, you might be able to get it, but don’t expect to log onto adidas at 10:05 on release day and be able to cop even one pair.

I love helping people. If you’re looking to get into the game. Let me know. I’d be more than willing to help. I will pull all-nighters trying to cop from Ukranian websites with you. I will stay up with you until 3am on the phone trying to talk you through how to land a lunar module so you can buy some Tom Sachs. As you can see, I live a very exciting life. In short, if you love sneakers, I will do everything I can to help you get in the game. Believe it or not, even if you only come around during Yeezy releases, I’ll still help you out. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. Until next time, dilly dilly.

Summer 2017: An Open Letter


Summer 2017 was a summer of learning. Overall, it was a phenomenal summer. It was one filled with disappointment, spontaneity, and loads of great memories. Although it certainly did not meet my every expectation, I would not change one thing about this summer.

Lessons Learned

Summer started off slow enough. Work didn’t pan out exactly as I had hoped, but I was able to grow from that setback. I thought I had my summer all planned out and ready to roll, but I came to realize that I shouldn’t be relying on my own plans. I needed to be abiding in God and following His will for my life. It was eye-opening and calming. It seems so basic, but it is one of the hardest things for me to do.

Another lesson I learned was in the area of prioritization. Specifically, in the realm of making sure I take time out of my day to read the Bible and pray. I was willing to stay up till 3AM for a sneaker release and then wake up at 4AM to go on a run, but I couldn’t carve out 15 minutes to meditate on God’s Word. As silly as it may seem, I took a break from both of those things in order to gain perspective. Since I was prioritizing them over God, I was making sneakers and running idols in my life. They may not seem like traditional idols, but anything that is put ahead of God is considered one. It was a definite reality check. I since have been trying to make sure that I read the Word and pray first thing when I wake up before I do anything else.

The People

I definitely had some memorable moments throughout the summer. Whether it was a spontaneous day trip, or attempting to cop Yeezys during a Vietnamese church service (I told you I had a problem), there never seemed to be a dull moment. I’m writing this on my way to Michigan and I can’t help but reflect on some of the great times I had this summer. Here’s a noncomprehensive list of people that helped shape my summer into what it became. PS, if you’re not on here, you probably didn’t eat ½ Price Apps with me enough times for me to remember you. Just kidding. Mostly.

S. Bruce

Shout out to you for being the only person to grab breakfast with me all summer. I loved being able to talk with you about the deeper things in life. You definitely have wisdom beyond your years and I hope that you utilize it. You have a knack for leadership and a lot of those younger than you see you as an example. Also, thanks for driving me back from camping that one time, finally.

G. Fry

I actually did the math, and I swam in your pool 87.23% less than I did last summer. With that off my chest, I just wanted to let you know that it’s been fun to watch you grow and mature. You have a direction that you want to go, and you’re willing to stick to it. Remember this: don’t let other people’s thoughts determine your actions, but don’t be afraid to heed wise counsel.

D. Jones

Thanks for taking me camping. I almost died, but it was fun. I also really appreciated the links to songs that were weeks old. They really turned me into a music connoisseur. In all seriousness, I appreciate your ability to call me out and keep me humble. My hope for you is that you can obtain whatever it is that you’re righteously pursuing.

 R. Jump

You are to Perkin’s as I am to Applebee’s. Thanks for always being down for almost anything, no matter how crazy. I also appreciate how blunt you are and how often you put me in my place. Keep the faith and rely on God. With God at the forefront, there’s no way that you won’t have a wonderful life. Although, please remember to drive sanely so that you can actually enjoy your life and not die.

A. Long

I love your work ethic and your commitment to the grind in order to become the best basketball player the Long family has ever seen. However, your most defining quality is that you are always down to go to Applebee’s. When no one else was willing, you pulled through. Your compassion for others and ability to discern is sure to help you in the upcoming years.

N. Long

It seems just like yesterday that the tides had turned. Now you’re all grown-up and headed off to college. Your calming presence always brought a much-needed counterbalance to my wild ideas and plans. During the times that I could pull you away from League of Legends, I had an absolute blast. I can’t wait to see how the Lord uses you in your future endeavors. Just please don’t lose my luggage like that one kid over spring break.

M. McCarl

I’ll overlook the fact that you attend a fake college and focus only on the good stuff. Our trip to Minneapolis was nothing short of legendary. The story about you teaching me to drive stick is whole other post in itself. I truly do appreciate your hospitality and letting me crash at your place numerous amounts of times throughout the summer. Don’t let your relationship status define you, and you’ll be just fine.

G. Rossi

Out of everyone on this list, you by far consistently get the freshest cuts. This upcoming year for you will be a defining one. It will test you and push you to own your faith and not ride on the coattails of others. I love your servant attitude and willingness to help out wherever needed. Maybe with a little more faith and spirituality, you can go a little higher on the hammock ladder or actually man up and squash the beef.

S. Rossi

Thanks for always returning my sunglasses when I left them at your place. That ticket to 80/35 was a nice surprise. Even though you flaked a few times, I appreciate your willingness to be spontaneous and. I wish you nothing but the best in your future endeavors.

C. Tarbell

Even though we didn’t get to do a lot of the stuff we had planned, I would still call this summer successful. A lot of the times we hung out, it was just simply talking and relaxing. It gave me a good break from my crazy life. I’m also glad to say that every time I have been kicked out of a parking garage, you have been with me. Oh look, a plane!

L. Tully

You weren’t around much this summer, but it was for a worthy cause. Your passion for the gospel and willingness to share is truly inspiring. From me screaming your name in Alaska, to watching you dominate on the volleyball court, you are responsible for some of the most iconic moments in my life. Thanks for always being a friend and I pray that you will keep doing great things for the Lord.

K. Van Auken

The sheer amount of times you asked me about sneakers was enough for me to remember you this summer. That, and the fact that you sold your Xbox for a pair of Yeezys (that you couldn’t cop), was lowkey legendary. Thanks for always making me feel like sneakers weren’t a complete waste of time. Anytime I need some Arnold Palmer, I’ll make sure to slide through Fareway for that sweet 60% discount.

Best Coast, No Coast: Why the Midwest is the Best Place to Live

The Midwest is the best place to live in the United States of America. People always debate West Coast versus East Coast, but they always neglect the region sandwiched between the two. In this noncomprehensive study, I will outline years of research that has led me to conclude that the Midwest is as close to heaven on earth as you can get.

Where is the Midwest?

For the purpose of this article, the Midwest consists of North and South Dakota, Nebraska, Kansas, Minnesota, Iowa, Missouri, Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, Michigan, and Ohio. Why these states you might ask? Well, the only good image of the Midwest I could find on Google was the one you see above. Some people from East Coast claim that the Midwest is simply just the West, but they’d be wrong. If you can see copious amounts of farmland and wide open, flat spaces, there’s a good chance you’re in the Midwest.

Who Lives in the Midwest?

The Midwest consists of some of the most culturally diverse states in the union. Despite over 75% of the population being white, this region is a true melting pot of ethnicities. Take me for example. I’m a Korean that was born is Seoul, who grew up in Iowa, and was raised by Dutch parents. If that doesn’t show ethnic diversity, I don’t know what does. There is also a burgeoning population of Hispanics. All politics aside, the Midwest has been subjected to some of the largest ICE raids in history. Racial diversity is one of the key reasons why the Midwest is so attractive. It’s as if a slice from every part of the world was dropped into the center of the U.S.

Many famous people call the Midwest home. For example, multi-billionaire and real estate mogul Warren Buffett lives in Omaha, Nebraska. Aston Kutcher was born in Iowa and still regularly attends his all alma mater’s football games. Donald Trump’s better half, Mike Pence, became the governor of his home state Indiana before selling his soul to become VP. The list goes on and on.

What is there to do in the Midwest?

More like what isn’t there to do? Depending on where you live, the nearest big city is only hours away. Driving down country roads and looking up to see unpolluted views of the stars cannot be matched anywhere outside of the Midwest. You want shopping? There’s Chicago. You want to shuck some corn and milk a cow? That’s probably down the street and around the corner. The Mall of America, Wrigley Field, the world’s only combination Applebee’s/IHOP, the zoo that Harambe died in, Mt Rushmore,  and Lambeau Field can only be found in the Midwest.

Yes, the Midwest

I can tell by the look of disdain and boredom on your face that this article did nothing to sway your opinion. The promise of no hurricanes doesn’t outweigh the threat of 14 inches of snow in 6 hours. You love your region because you consider the Midwest a place you fly over on your way to LA or NYC.

Let me break it down one last time. The West Coast is a blend of don’t care laziness and over the top love for spray tans. Plus all of those liberals in Silicon Valley that think that women deserve equal pay are killing the economy (This is a joke. Equal pay for equal work; am I right?). The South is racist. Just kidding. It’s not racist, just a little slow, a little too proud of losing a war, and a little too infatuated with Raising Canes Chicken. Florida is lit though. The East Coast is a trash heap of trust fund babies and Bostonians who get to root for the Patriots simply because they were born there. Us Midwesterners endured for a Cubs World Series Title and a Cavs NBA Finals Championship. If you were born post-1980, you have a host of title teams (NY Giants, Patriots, Celtics Penguins, etc). No one likes winners who didn’t work for their success. Speaking of trash New Jersey is actually a literal dump. Trust me, I’ve been there. With all of these downsides, you might be wondering, where is a good place to live? The answer, of course, is the Midwest.

The Midwest is a utopia of friendly folks, great food, and endless opportunities. It’s the place to be. It’s where you wish you would’ve grown up. It’s where you want to raise your children. The Midwest is truly the backbone of America. A final parting word from a wise man: “The Midwest, where the corn is tall and the women are beautiful.”

Is Sneaker Reselling Morally Wrong?

The sneaker game is one that is not immune from its shares of controversy. From street fights over limited releases to people paying homeless folks to stand in line for a shoe, sneakers have created a fair amount of questionable behavior. Out of all the questions that sneakers have raised, there is none bigger than reselling. 

The act of buying a limited shoe and selling it on the secondary market for a profit is considered reselling. The area of reselling has exploded in recent years due in part to shoes such as the Yeezy. The proliferation of online releases and lack of instore stock have also added to the issue of reselling. 

I’ll admit it. I resell shoes. Do I feel any remorse towards it? No. However, like anything, one has to be careful to guard themselves as not to make it an idol. Greed a big factor. The way I view it is if people are willing to play the market and pay the heightened price, then there is no problem with making a few dollars. Some call it crony capitalism, others just call it business. 

As long as one is fair in his or her pricing and is giving the buyer a fair deal, I have no qualms with reselling. It is when people try to control the market and inflate profits strictly out of greed that I begin to see issues. 

There are more complex factors and other arguments that can be raised. I would love to hear your feedback. 

Year One: An Open Letter


College. Even if one thinks he or she is fully prepared, there will always be twists and turns that one cannot account for. Myself? I came into college with very little expectations or preconceived ideas of what the experience would be like. I took a leap when I decided to attend Liberty University in Lynchburg, Virgina. That institution is over 1000 miles away from the humble plains of Des Moines, Iowa. I can’t lie, I did have my doubts. I spent the first weeks thinking about what could’ve been. However, I do believe that I made the correct decision. Hereafter is a brief synopsis of what I have learned, what I have experienced, and how I’ve grown this past academic year.


The classes carefully tread the line between challenging and overbearing. The rules, well let’s just say I’ve grown to accept them. They can grind my gears sometimes, but they’re put in place for a reason.

Attending a school on the East Coast (yes, Virginia is on the East Coast and is NOT in the South) has afforded me opportunities that I would not have if I went to college in the Midwest. Northwestern, although in the great city of Chicago, simply does not have the prime location that Liberty does.

I am able to hike whenever I want and the views of mountains trump views of corn and soybean fields. There’s nothing quite like getting up at 2:30 AM for a sunrise hike. The outdoor activities are a great asset to the school and they definitely keep me more active than I otherwise would be.

Hands down, my favorite extracurricular activity is being able to travel. Being able to hop in the car at a moments notice and be in a different state is exhilarating. The places I’ve been able to visit this year as a direct result of the people I’ve met are Georgia, Maryland, New Jersey, New York, North Carolina, South Carolina, Tennessee, and Washington DC. For a small snippet of my adventures, both at Liberty and as I’m galavanting around, check out @NoahsVlogs on Twitter and @NoahsViews on Instagram.

Lessons Learned

To put it mildly, for the entire first semester, I was a cocky, annoying son of a gun. It’s good to know I’ve grown since then. I wish I could take the credit and say I simply applied myself and saw results. However, it is only by the grace of God that I am where I am today.

I have definitely learned to rely on God and trust Him with even the smallest of problems. This is due in part to me being able to get plugged into a local church. After a quite a bit of searching, I was able to find one that challenges me to become more and more like Him. After Spring Break, I tried to read the Bible more intentionally and become more prayerfully minded. I haven’t been perfect, but I have made progress.

It may be cliché, but I’ve really taken ahold of Jeremiah 29:11 in the latter half of the spring semester. Often times I get caught up in what’s happening next that I forget that God has a plan for my life. Sometimes I simply need to slow down to fully appreciate what God is doing in my life.

The People

I would not have made it through this year so smoothly nor would I have had so much fun if it were not for the amazing people I have met. Friendships have formed, and while some have developed more than others, I cherish all of them equally. I could not be more thankful for the amazing people that God blessed me with this year.

I want to take the time to acknowledge some notable persons that have impacted my life this year.

J. Bear

You’re absolutely wild. I love being able to talk sports and debate politics with you. Sometimes you can be too crazy and outlandish for your own good. I have to give you full credit for piquing my interest in hip-hop and rap music. Some may even say that I’m an unhinged “Bounce Back” fan because of you. Keep grinding and I have no doubt you’ll achieve whatever goals that your thick headed skull can dream up.

F. Fabien

Where do I even begin? Words don’t even begin to describe the perpetual tornado of enthusiasm and memes that comprise your personality. I knew of you first semester, but nothing brings people together like a Dr. Jones HIUS 221 exam. We are probably the most dynamic duo to ever make it through that class. It’s been a pleasure to get to know you better and help you elude the ‘Red Zone’.

K. Gee

Remember when I was trying to get you fired? Well, I’m still actively trying so you better be watching yourself. I admire how you led the hall with wisdom and humility. While you could’ve worked on being a bit more forgiving and compassionate, you didn’t do a completely horrendous job. It has become my goal in life to find someone that loves me as much as you love Kendrick Lamar.

D. Henderson

I can’t really bad mouth you too much considering I’m rooming with you next semester. I love your “can do” attitude and ability to handle even the most perilous situations with a clear and sound mind. You don’t make rash decisions and help balance out all of my spontaneity. Also, I think everyone enjoyed using you as a verbal punching bag. In complete seriousness, you are one of the most loyal people I’ve met. You will grow exponentially in your faith as you take on the role of Prayer Leader next semester. I can’t wait till our dorm room is filled with 8 varieties of succulents. We homies right?

A. Hinney

I can’t lie; we had beef all throughout the first semester. I take that back. You had beef with me. I had no problem with you. In the end, our mutual love for Dunkin Donuts broke down all of the barriers. Your volleyball skills put me in a position in which I had no choice but to tolerate you. After all, I need the MVP on my team. Your quick sense of wit keeps my ego in check and has helped me become a more tolerable person. I can safely say that you exude good vibes only.

T. Jerrell

The first semester you were just a frat boy with a Lacoste wardrobe that even I was envious of. However, in getting to know you this second semester, I’ve come to realize that you are super genuine and kind. With how grounded you’ve become in your faith and how overwhelmingly you resemble Chris Evans, I believe you are the most eligible bachelor on our hall. I loved our sunrise hikes and I hope we can tackle some more together next semester.

J. Lorig

I’m not kidding when I say that God put you in my life for a reason. Whether you realize it or not, out of everyone at Liberty University, you have had the biggest impact on my walk with Christ. You know how to be blunt and to the point when I’m being a complete idiot about something. Although I don’t think that we’d be friends if you weren’t my Prayer Leader, I’m glad you choose to hang out with me outside of Community Groups. I love how you’re always available to listen whenever I need to talk. I have no doubt that God is going to do big things with you. Group chats may come and go, but at least we still have each other.

J. Schloeder

Even though your driving is as bad as my eyesight, I’m thankful that our friendship has made it this far. I’m going to try to refrain from roasting you since I really don’t want to get slapped upside the head. You have taught me to be more compassionate and caring. Your empathy for others is contagious. Your passion for the Lord and love for others has rubbed off and helped me be less of a thorn in people’s sides this semester. Hopefully, you invite me out to Twelve Five Russell Springs Drive a few times next semester. Sadly, I don’t think I’ll be bringing any ‘fresh’ produce.

C. Stavropoulos

I can’t believe I live in a world in which you have never written me up. It’s been close a few times, but I’ve managed to sneak by. I haven’t quite figured you out completely, but I’m pretty sure you love Jesus. The jury is still out on that one, but I think it’s safe to say you find your identity in Christ. I’m more than thankful that we were able to work past the rough patch at the beginning of the year and now arrive at the point in which I can talk to you about anything. Have you checked out “Ultralight Beam”? I think you might enjoy it.

G. Thigpen

I want to preface this whole thing by simply saying that I think we could’ve worked out just fine as roommates. Despite you kicking me to the curb and letting me fend for myself, I’m glad we were able to overcome that and become friends. Contrary to popular belief, I did not just use you for access to your beach house. To be real, you are easily one of the most caring and chill people on campus. Outside of FIFA, nothing really gets you riled up. It’s been a pleasure to watch you grow in your faith and I’m thankful you let me tag along to church. I can always count on you to shoot straight and be real. If nothing else, our friendship has allowed you to cop a couple Yeezys. That’s gotta be worth something. Right?

G. Walsh

I honestly don’t even know why we hang out. Let me rephrase that: I have no idea how we are even friends. That still sounds bad. I think our affection for Mexican food brought us together. Not to be offensive, but it amazes me how you’re getting married. God has truly blessed you and I know that you know that. I enjoy all of the little nuggets of wisdom you have imparted on me over the year. Before you move on to the next stage in your life, we should try to hit up La Carretta one last time.

 G. Waters

I believe that you were one of the first friends I made at Liberty. Your hospitality became evident when you let me lounge around your house all week long over Thanksgiving break. Although we haven’t been able to hang out as much during the second semester, every time we do get the opportunity, it’s an absolute blast. I want you to remember that I was the first to point out that something was cooking when we were in New Jersey. In fact, I have the vlog to prove it. I hope we can pull off some more crazy stuff this next semester.

A. Westerfield

Even though you were only here for the first semester, you left a lasting impression on my life. It has become one of my life goals to be as joyful and filled with the Holy Spirit as you are. I am so glad that you are able to come back to Liberty next semester. Just being in your presence can turn the most depressing of days into something wonderful. Your house is about to be the most hospitable little abode in the Greater Lynchburg area. Maybe someday you can make me one of those pineapple shaped Mr. Potato Head paintings for me to hang up in my dorm.