My name is Jose Juan Ruiz Macias Jr. I am the son of Jose Juan Macias Ruiz and Irma Liliana Ruiz Ramos. Both are Mexican immigrants that came to the USA in 1997. I was born that same year in the small town of Sun Valley, Idaho. I spent my first year of life there. My dad wasn't a big fan of the cold weather, so we moved to Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, where he previously lived for a couple of years with his older brothers. I grew up in the south side of OKC next to OCCC. I attended Western Heights High School and graduated in the top ten percent with distinguished honors. I also played soccer and ran cross-country from sophomore to senior year. I came to OU as an undecided major, pursuing a career in pharmacy. After two years, I changed majors to chemical bioscience, and now I am in the process of applying to grad schools to obtain a PhD.D. I am not exactly sure what I want to study. I've looked at several programs including biochemistry, molecular biology, pathology, and genetic…
It was a stormy and lonely Thursday evening at the diner, a man with great white hair and a face worn down by years walks in and sits at the counter. He wore a long grey coat over his wrangler jeans and button-up shirt. The waitress could tell he was troubled.
Man: "I'll take a coffee, please." His voice was so deep and robust it imitated the thunder from the storm outside.
Waitress: "Sure thing, hun, any dinner or slice of pie for you tonight?"
Man: "No thank you."
The waitress quickly brewed up a fresh batch of steaming hot coffee. The earthy aroma filled the diner.
Waitress: "Here you go hun. Sugar or creamer?"
The waitress grabbed a couple packets of each and placed them by the man's cup. He slowly added them to his drink while he waited for the coffee to cool.