My cover letter is written, my resume turned in. I have waited on pins and needles for a week when, at last! The employer calls: “When would you like to come in for an interview?”
If you believe Alice Cooper, then there comes a time when “school’s out forever.” Completing college is a huge milestone that may leave some students in a whirlwind of indecision. Not ready to settle down in that complacent 9-to-5 yet? Don’t want to commit to more textbooks and professors in graduate school? Consider trying one of these alternatives, some of which might be a bit off the beaten path.
In my adventures as a ram, a highlander and finally an anteater, I have always tried to keep my head up or at least intact. That being said, the universities where I have held these various titles have not always made this easy.
So after five long years, this is what it comes down to. I’ve got about two more weeks before I graduate, and find myself tossed into the post-graduate world. I have to say that I’ve had an eventful time here at Irvine. The school definitely lives up to its reputation, as the campus I leave behind looks quite different from the one I entered as a freshman. I like to think that I’ve had a pretty encompassing experience here. I’ve lived in Middle Earth, Campus Village, Vista Del Campo Norte, Stanford and was eventually forced to move back home for a year and taste commuter life, so I’ve encountered varied aspects of the school that many may never know.
It’s been a long, hard road for Eminem since he released his last album, “Encore,” five years ago. After a failed remarriage, the death of a close friend and exhaustion from touring, Eminem spiraled into a realm of sleeping pills and prescription medication while cutting himself off from the rap world that wondered if he would ever return. Despite falling off track, Eminem has returned with “Relapse,” which explicitly chronicles his addictions and the severely declining state of his physical and mental health.
Whipping around the corner between the Mesa parking structure and Bren Events Center, my stumpy legs struggled to move as fast as I wanted them to. I was hustling. As I turned the corner, I spotted a sweatshirt bearing baby-blue and golden yellow: a Bruin fan. I huffed in disgust. Half because I was out of breadth from my journey across campus to the baseball field, and half because I hate seeing opposing colors on campus. Especially on a night like that.
Six demanding UC Irvine organizations, 16-plus units and co-founding a Web site for Bruno is nothing. Some might call it overly ambitious, while others a little absurd. But Bruno doesn’t care; he only wishes he could do more.
