Jose Hernandez

So after three weeks of dealing with exams, team group meetings, deadlines, homework assignments and work I finally thought I was able to breathe again until I had a visit with the financial aid department this past Friday.

Last Tuesday, I woke up with beads of sweat dripping down my face and drool all over my pillow. As I tried to raise my hand to hit the snooze button on my alarm, I noticed I could barely lift up my arm, and I knew something was wrong.
I stumbled to get out of bed and walked like a zombie to the living room to make sure my roommate hadn’t turned the thermometer up, but it turns out it was a cool 68 degrees. I dragged myself into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I could see the tiredness written all over my droopy face and I knew I was sick.

After a week of being back at Texas State, I have to say I’m getting used to college life again. My roommate and I get along well (now proud parents of three small fish because the other three we found dead the next morning), I’ve gotten used to the cafeteria food and I’m starting to run again but the only concern, or specifically five concerns, are my professors.

After almost three months of putting my side career of journalism in hiatus I recently received an email from a good friend to return to the news industry as a guest columnist and I couldn’t refuse to work for such a great boss. Summer has brought many good and new things such as a job in a Texas State program as an algebra mentor for incoming freshman at San Marcos High School, a great trip to San Francisco and a switch to a new newspaper.