Last semester was my senior year at Quincy University. Scary times my friends, scary times. Adult life was rearing its ugly head. Expectations of some sort of “success” chock full of responsibility were everywhere.

Typical conversations at family gatherings went something like this: Lady I am related to said, “So Jacob you graduate this year, what are your plans?” Me saying, “Umm, I, I’ve got some uh things in the works.”

Man I’m related to said, “Boy I sure would hate to be graduating into this economy.” Me saying, “That’s enough! I went to college, I know things! I networked; I Googled tips for being successful after college. Everybody just shut up! Shut up okay!” I flipped the table over, punched the birthday clown and ruined my 6-year-old cousin’s birthday, then retreated to my quiet place. Did I mention I tend to overreact? (Just kidding)

I ended up being offered the position of residence director at Quincy University and will be sticking around another year to get my master’s. I do not have a hard time adapting to change, nor do I have an unhealthy fear of the unknown, but Hallelujah!

This is another year to watch “Full House” during the day, do college things and live entire days without pants. This gives me another year to Google more reliable articles on finding success, maybe even with sources this time, none of that Wikipedia garble.

Another year of college life is going to provide ample opportunity to obsess over speculation of Christopher Nolan’s choice for a “Batman 3” villain. College life will be cherished now that it was almost taken away from me. It is time to take on every opportunity and really experience what the Gem City has to offer.


Upon experiencing the Gem City, I am going to present it to you in this convenient 300-500 word blog.

One of my favorite quotes comes from Jack Kerouac, “The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue center light pop and everybody goes ‘awww!’”

You certainly set the bar high Kerouac, but let’s see what we can do. I have a good feeling about this upcoming year.