Ten Years in Tucson

So amid all the rush of grad school, a pretty big milestone came and went. It was 10 years this past summer that I've been here in Tucson. 10 years since I moved out of Douglas and tried to make something of myself.

I've seen a handful of people I knew from Douglas here at the UofA. And a few more I've found on stuff like Facebook, but it's a pretty small proportion. Interestingly enough, most of the people up here are in Engineering. I even saw one of them today heading back to my car. (Looks at his Facebook) Oh cool he's in education. Gonna be a teacher like both his parents. That's cool. My mom actually had his parents as teachers when she was in middle school. Go figure.

But it doesn't seem like that long ago when I lived across the street from my middle school, and then I moved to a nearby apartment complex but it was out of their jurisdiction (I was supposed to transfer to the artier middle school nearby, but I don't know what they did but I managed to stay). Then of course I got into MATHCOUNTS, and then University High, and then the UofA Honors College (and I did graduate with honors, which is apparently not too common), and now grad school. Dang.

I should be working on my analysis homework. But I don't wanna! But it's due in the morning... I should.