Signs in Oxford

Often when I a driving, during the times when I’m not cussing out the idiot who pulled out in front of me or the douchebag who wants to go 5 mph in 55 mph zone, I am in deep thought about something.

Today, as I was driving from McDonald’s, I kept thinking about how much I am warming up to Oxford and Ole Miss (3 years later, lol). Things are so much better for me here now, but come June 25th I’ll be a college graduate.

That’s when the thought of going to graduate school here at Ole Miss instead of in Los Angeles came to my mind. It sounded like such a great idea. I could get the condo or small house I’ve always wanted with a puppy, and spend more time with my new friends.

And just as I was about to decide to apply to grad school at Ole Miss in my head, I looked to the right to me and saw a big ass sign that read “North Ridge.” (California State University, Northridge , is one of the schools I applied to and my top pick, see the post below). I’ve been on that stretch of Hathorn Road in Oxford a gazillion times, and I have never noticed that sign.

The facts that I’d never noticed it before and that I saw it at the moment I was convincing myself to go to grad school here seemed nothing short of amazing.

Was that “North Ridge” a sign from God? Maybe so. It sure seems like it.

OK, enough of my ramblings. Hasta luego amigos!