Yesterday was my last first day of school here at USU. Finally. Although I would like to rant about how if I were in a “normal” program I would be starting the 2nd year of my Master’s, I will refrain. Unlike my freshmen year, I didn’t have a new outfit, I didn’t walk to school with my roommates, and I didn’t locate all of my classes on a map the night before. Quite frankly as I walked around on campus I felt old. Maybe it’s because I’m one of the few remaining people here who studied at the Merrill library or because I know why the Quadside Cafe has its name. I know I’ll miss USU once I leave, but I’m starting to feel crotchety, so I think it’s about time for me to move on.