By Monica LunaBridge Editor-in-Chief
October 6, 20089:12 a.m.I’m driving up the highway on my way to school. Like every morning, I grocery-list what I have to do today: work on a paper, dance class at 1, History of Literary Thought afterwards, work, Senior Seminar until 10, then homework. Ugh. It’s gonna be one of those days that isn’t over when it’s over. A beat-up, maroon Chevy Lumina with a Hot 106.1 bumper sticker cuts me off just in time for me to see the side of a TAMIU bus picturing FYSP mentor Geoffrey Daves grinning, asking, “What do you want out of life?” Good question. 6:34 p.m.On my break from work at the Writing Center, I check the Bridge bins to see if they need to be filled. I mosey on over to the library to check them, and they’re good. As I pass across the breezeway entrance, I catch sight of a deer lying on the grass on the other side. I’ll take the scenic route back. Approaching the end of the breezeway, I notice an inscription on the right column of the arch: OUR CAMPUS MUST RESPECT THE PASTENERGIZE THE PRESENT AND SHAPE THE FUTURE.DR. LEO SAYANERDAPRESIDENTTEXAS A&MINTERNATIONAL UNIVERSITYAPRIL 21, 1995The inscription on the left column reads:1995APRIL TWENTY-FIRST2045What is that about? Ooh, a time capsule! To me, it seems like the only logical explanation. Strange, I’ve been at TAMIU for 2 years, I’ve passed through these columns plenty of times, and I’ve never taken the time to notice it before. If it is a time capsule, I wonder what those who open it will find…hmm, 1995? Better have a Tupac album.October 7, 20089:03 p.m.Today…nothing.October 8, 200812:20 a.m.So, I’ve been thinking about the concept of time, mainly because I feel like there’s not enough. What is time? Where does it go? What do we know about time? Time is precious, time is money, time can never be regained. It seems I’m always running on someone else’s schedule, even though-by picking my class times and work shifts-I agreed to conform to that schedule. With so many daily demands, it’s no wonder I end up feeling guilty when I need time for myself.What do I want out of life? A good time. But how do you achieve that knowing you’ll have to make up for it later? It’s the so-called consequence of time, and time cannot be put on hold without ending in chaos. We know there will always be work, deadlines, appointments, and schedules waiting for us. But we can’t let time slip through our hands either. If we let ourselves be completely controlled by time, when will we experience the world around us? I’m not promoting a senseless abandonment of time, but sometimes we all need “me time.” So, take the scenic route when you need it. You never know what you’ll discover.