The Tourist

Freshman fever has taken over UNM once again...This place is a circus.......and you know what that means.....

Bro rape happens everyday...be careful boys....

More importantly, though, I'm looking off in to my future and what is the small remainder of my undergraduate career. I've began to think to myself , In the current job market, that leaving academia may not be the best choice. Maybe the hiatus is was planning before grad school is not necessary. I say this, now on my first day back to school, like a bright eyed kindergartner..... Remember that day?

I remember my mom dropping me off at the bus stop, I had tingles all over. The school held a bus stop practice day where students and parents rode the bus together to make sure that the students boarding the bus knew how and where to get off. Imagine my moms surprise, on the first day, I missed my stop and went to the far ends of Los Chavez.

I remember little of the kindergarten experience, though. That is where I met my friends Michael Baca and attended with old friend Katrina. Also, I remember a girl named Lauren... she kissed me and asked if I would be her boyfriend; naturally I said no and kicked her in the shin....hmmmm anyways, little did I know then that I would be in school for years to come after that, long into my adulthood; I would have numerous first days, friends, missed bus stops, and girls asking me to be something to them (boyfriend, husband, etc...) . But as I stated before, it is only the first day back, and it seems that upon the commencement of every semester, I am ready to uproot myself from this place; I swear I will leave and never come back. No matter how my feelings change, I am glad to be here today.... it feels so familiar anymore. I have dedicated more work in effort in my years here than I did in my 12 years preceding it, and for that I am grateful. But I digress....

First day babel...

Peace,

Jacob In Real Life....