May 9.

May 9 was the six-year anniversary

of my taking the AP US History exam.

I'll never forget that date

for as long as I live.

It also happened to be

my one year anniversary

of working at UVU.

I have loved every minute of it,

minus student government elections week

when there were

literally

hundreds

of

the

same

posters

around

school.

I love that it used to be a vocational school,

that the architecture is hideous,

that all the buildings are connected

so you can get anywhere without going outside.

That when you do go outside,

the view of the mountains

and the lake

is incredible.

I love that the new UVUSA meeting room

looks like the Jedi Council chamber.

That it's sometimes impossible

to distinguish between

the professors and the students.

That the university president

stood in the hall

on the first day of school

and said hi to everyone.

That there's a stuffed wolverine

by the entrance.

That once upon a time,

someone in the hall

handed me a wolverine temporary tattoo

for no reason.

I could go on and on.

It's a great place.