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As the Term Comes to a Close…

By LTC Kalith Smith, Associate Dean Cadet Academic Services Division/Director of the TLRC

When the final few moments of a term filled with hard work, sweat, tears of joy (and occasionally the agony of defeat) comes to a close and the last rays of a setting sun fill empty rows of books, I remember. It is always at this moment where the clarity of the struggle is made clear. It is isn’t the grade, but the journey. Not the conference championship, but the camaraderie. Not the new position in the Corps, but those family, friends, mentors and challenges that made you strong enough to accept the challenge. As one semester comes to a close at this extraordinary institution, I remember all of the Cadets, alumni, faculty and staff that make the journey possible and I am glad to be a small part of the legacy that is NMMI.

Happy Holidays from NMMI!

On behalf of everyone at New Mexico Military Institute, we wish you and your family a very joyous holiday season and a Happy New Year!

Holidays at New Mexico Military Institute!

By Cadet Alan Romero

Celebrating the holiday season at NMMI is a blast! Even though cadets are stressing about final exams after Thanksgiving break, celebrating the holidays at NMMI is special because of the friends that are made here. During the holidays, being with friends is like being with family on Christmas morning. That warm feeling enables cadets to ease the stress off of finals and focus more on resting and having fun. That said, participating in holiday events with friends at NMMI include having fun at the corps-wide Superintendent’s Christmas party, NMMI club Christmas parties, holiday etiquette dinners, troop Secret Santa’s, and decorating rooms.

Mad Roomie Respect

By Cadet Abigail Valadez

At 0530 two alarms go off at the exact same time, the first is a generic ringing noise meant to be so awful even the heaviest sleepers would be forced to shut it off, and the second is Taylor Swift’s “Bad Blood”.  At 0532 two individuals almost simultaneously snooze these alarms, roll over, and go back to sleep. This is the start of every single awesome day with my roomie, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

For the past two years I have been “Roommate-less in Roswell,” which sounds great until you realize that it’s a lonely life and scary movies are a million times worse to watch when you have to go sleep in a room all by yourself right after. So, yes it was nice but sometimes you don’t realize what you’re missing out on until you have it.  When a girl who I had known only through small talk knocked on my door spring semester of last year, I never even thought that by opening it, I was letting in a new best friend for life.

Now this best friend is my roommate, and there is no one who I would rather have to spend most of my time with.  Some of the amazing things she does include but are not limited to: buying cookies and letting me eat half of them; using a flash light when she wakes up before me to get around the room even though I have told her multiple times that I don’t mind the light; patiently listening to my issues; and leaving cute little notes on my stuff randomly.  She studies with me when we feel like studying and spends hours talking about pretty much anything with me when we just aren’t in the productive sort of mood.

Having a good roommate is such an important part of an enjoyable NMMI experience.  After all, you must be able to live with this person after meeting them for the first time ever—I mean sometimes I can’t even bear to live with my own siblings, much less a stranger.  Luckily for me, this year that piece has fit in beyond perfectly; yes maybe she has ruined any appreciation I have ever had for the song “Bad Blood” by Taylor Swift, but I feel like that is reasonable price to pay for her being the absolute best roomie ever.

SnapChat picture of my roomie and me before the fourteen-mile half marathon we ran together.

Mandatory Moments

by Cadet Abigail Valadez

There’s some sort of simplicity in being told exactly how to have fun, when and where to be at what time and in what type of clothing, like someone is giving you an excuse to throw stress in the wind for a few hours and just enjoy life.  My favorite example of this simplicity starts when the golden hued leaves first begin to lift off their branches, and ends when the bitter cold of winter comes only in whispers of the breeze—football season.  There’s something about Friday Night Lights that seems to make everything from the paper you left until the night before to whether or not that guy in chemistry caught you staring at him in class today totally irrelevant.  Football games are that touch of high school normalcy that becomes so rare in an environment where bugle calls get you up before your eyelids are ready, classes are meant to prepare you for college, and every second in between opening and closing your eyes has a strict purpose.  Games give you the option of eating whatever you can afford to splurge on from the concession stand—and you will probably do it because it’s definitely the best food you’ll get all week.  Whether you choose to watch the game and join in the chants and cheers or take the time to talk to friends, it’s time well spent, even if you have no other choice but to spend that time at a football game.  Then there’s that moment when everyone, no matter high school or junior college, girl or guy, athlete or non athlete, become one as we all sing the fight song.  In that moment, for me, it is impossible to feel anything but pride. Pride in my team, pride in my school, pride in the legacy I have chosen for myself and all of the people along the way.  It is in that moment that being required to attend the game is no longer a bad thing, there’s nowhere in the world I would rather be actually.  Worries get lost in loud surround sound chants of “Ra, ra, ra” as everyone’s fist punches an invisible enemy in the air, and the only thing that really matters is where that brown leather ball is headed next—hopefully in our running back’s hands and straight into the end zone.

 

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