Today concludes Jason’s first full week of graduate schooling. Verdict: excellent.
It feels strange/great to not be starting a new school year this fall. Being graduated didn’t seem completely real until this week when school started here. On the way to work last Wednesday, I passed hoards of new-clothes-clad, UK notebook-clutching freshmen and I was a tiny bit jealous of them. I remember sitting in my first BYU class ever, Philosophy 214. During the professor’s opening spiel, I realized that by the end of the semester, I would know everything in the syllabus. I was so excited, and that same excitement has accompanied each first day for the past four years (which kind of went by quickly).