The Adventures Continue

As Summer Ends a New Chapter Begins

As I patiently await for tomorrow's MSIS orientation, I decided to blog a bit. So far, all that has happened is summer is ending (or should I say ended), my internship is now over, I took a road trip from Florida to Utah, and moved in my new room in Salt Lake City. That was a very long drive. The good thing was for most of the way, my sister was with me. At least I had company. Also, I was lucky to have an iPod. The only eventful thing was being stopped by the boarder patrol. I thought it was funny to be asked if I was a US citizen and then not ask for any identification. Either way, I made it safely to Utah. Now, my adventures as a graduate student begins...

Once a Cougar Always a Cougar

For the past 2 days I have been moving my stuff in my room and then I had to buy furniture. Luckily I was able to get a desk and a bed in that amount of time. After I successfully purchased and moved all this in my room I had to run some errands in Provo. So, back to my Alma Mater... When I arrived, everything was as it was before. It felt like I had never left. Yet, I was not a student at BYU anymore... Sad... Anyways, I had to fax something and I knew BYU had a few fax stations students could use. But, before I could fax anything I needed to print off a document. Funny thing was, I had a friend who also graduated the same time I did. A few weeks back he told me that he was sad that he was finally removed from BYU's system and was not able to use the computers there anymore. Even so, I decided to try it out. Success! I was able to log in and even use my card to print off the document. I guess my BYU ID is still worth hanging on to...

I am NOT a Freshman!

I also did manage to go to my new school. I decided to get my new ID from the U. I had some other questions, but sadly none of the staff was really helpful. I did also ask for a map of the campus. What I received was a photocopied paper that seemed like it was photocopied several times before and each subsequent copy was darker and more difficult to read than the first. Good help is so hard to find these days. When I did manage to get my ID the girl asked if I was a freshman... This has been a curse I've had ever since I started college. Throughout my 4 years as an undergrad I have been asked at least once if I am a freshman (only one of the years was accurate). Now I'm a graduate student and the question still haunts me. I think I was asked that question again before I left my visit to the U... oh well. I guess I should be grateful I look young. Perhaps better than the alternative...