I Love This Place

By Courtney Roberts

Walking around campus these past few weeks, I’ve been stopping more than usual -stopping to take it all in, talk to passing friends and enjoy the warmer weather. I’m becoming quite sappy. When I think about everything that has happened during my Baylor years, I’m caught up in a wave of emotion. I feel happy, blessed, thankful, proud and overjoyed at the friends and memories I’ve made. I always seem to think, “I love this place!”

These past two weeks have been especially wonderful. As school winds down, I’ve gotten to spend more time with friends, wander through Cameron Park and goof off more than usual. I celebrated my 22nd birthday, went to numerous end of the year parties and attended my last class ever. It’s going by much faster than I thought, and I’ve found myself taking quick pictures of things on campus in a bout of nostalgia. If I could take a picture of the Pat Neff bells playing “That Good Old Baylor Line” one last time, I would!

It’s funny to look back at where I was four years ago, experiencing major senioritis as I was about to graduate high school and not giving much thought to what my life would look like at Baylor. To be honest, I almost didn’t go to Baylor. I was torn between the University of Oklahoma and Baylor, and I didn’t make a decision until April 30, a.k.a the day before I had to make a decision. I was definitely throwing caution to the wind.

But, I’m glad I didn’t have many expectations going in. Baylor blew me away. I was amazed at how easy the transition to Baylor was, and I frequently called my mom to tell her about all the things I was doing and how I was never coming home. Before long, I had a big group of friends that I hung out with most of my waking hours. We did all kinds of shenanigans together, from sneakily climbing into Pat Neff’s bell tower in the middle of the day to hanging a 15-foot-long balloon arch between the outside of our friends’ windows at Penland. Eventually, I buckled down and learned how to study, but that is a different story.

To make a long story short, there is no way to succinctly tell you what an impact Baylor has made on my life. I’ve made friends and memories that I’ll cherish for a lifetime, and I know so many of my peers will tell you the same. It’s been a crazy adventure, and I’m confident that this is just the beginning!

Below are a few pictures of my favorite Baylor memories.

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Celebrating my birthday with some friends from church!

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Kappa Alpha Theta’s member class of 2011. These four years have been such a blast with them!

 

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By far one of my favorite Baylor memories was getting to study abroad in Florence, Italy, with the Baylor journalism department. You can read about it here!

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After graduation, I will be working in the Texas Capitol as a legislative aid for a state representative. I’m thrilled to be working in such a fun place. I have no clue what life will look like in this next season, but God has provided so much already. Finding this job and finding a place to live in Austin just seemed to fall into my lap. I consider myself abundantly blessed when I look at all that has happened this year, let alone these last four years. But, I know that I’ll be back for football games in the new McLane Stadium, and I’ll make it a point to stop by campus when I pass through Waco.

I love this place, but “the old has gone, and the new is here!” So goodbye, Waco. Hello, Austin!

Sophia’s Senior Confessions

By Sophia Cooper

With graduation rapidly approaching (14 days, 22 hours and 1 min from writing this sentence, but who’s counting?), I have started reflecting back on my Baylor experience. What was my favorite memory? My biggest regret? My most successful moment? So, here they are: Sophia’s Senior Confessions!

  1. Morning classes are hard, and I had Physics 1 every Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 9:05 a.m. fall of my freshman year.  To counteract the sleepy monster that hit me mid-lecture, I snuck down to the Atrium Café during class and got coffee. At least twice a week…for the entire semester. (For the record, I got an A in that class!)
  2. My only major regret is not going to the OU football game my sophomore year (the 2011 season). I had a long week, tons of homework and knew we would just get blown out anyway. As I sat on the couch with my boyfriend David, we watched in awe as our Baylor football team made school history. Our discussion: “We could totally make it to Floyd Casey Stadium before the fourth quarter…” “I don’t know, there’ll be traffic…” “Nah, we’ll blow it…” “Let’s go…” “There’s traffic…” Back and forth, until we ended up just watching the TV as our fellow students stormed the field and rocked the Big 12. The worst part? My sister Katrin made it on ESPN.com.
  3. I am proud and embarrassed all at the same time to admit that I won the female division of the Gut Pak Run this spring. The Gut Pak Run is an event sponsored by the Freshman Class Council and the Baylor Triathlon Club to raise money for Mission Waco, a local charity. It consists of running one mile from campus to Vitek’s BBQ, eating a Gut Pak (I had a small) and then running back to campus.  I’m proud to say I won the race and embarrassed to say that I ate my Gut Pak faster than anyone else in my heat!
  4. I would never admit this to her face, but I loved having Katrin on campus with me. Having my sister here meant that no matter what happened, I had a friend.  While we didn’t hang out together as much as we should have, I loved having her study with me, running into her randomly around campus and taking pictures together at football games. We had two completely separate social circles and lives, but we always had each other. Spending my sophomore year Diadeloso with her was an absolute blast; even though it was her last one, she shared it with little me. Now that we’re growing up and moving out on our own, I realize how much of a blessing it was to have those extra 2.5 years of living near each other.
  5. I participated in events solely to get free food and T-shirts. You do what you gotta do in college!

These are only a few of the confessions I’m OK with my mom reading about (sorry Mom!), but the list of kooky memories I have goes on and on.  Tomorrow is my last day of class EVER, and then by 11 a.m. next Saturday, I am done with finals. I remember moving into Heritage House freshman year knowing no one but Katrin and desperately latching onto my roommate Lizzie in order to have one friend.  Now, we’re inseparable. These four years have gone by way too quickly, and now it’s time to be a big kid. God has provided me with more memories and experiences than I can put into one blog post, and I know that they have helped form me into the woman I am today. I am excited to announce I will be working as a Systems Engineer for Lockheed Martin’s Fleet Ballistic Missile program in Sunnyvale, California, post-graduation!  God has a big plan for me, and I know that my Baylor experience was part of His vision.  I wouldn’t trade a single moment of it for the world.  The memories and relationships I created over the past four years will last me a lifetime.

Memories that Last

By Aaqila Rasheed

My final semester here at Baylor University is slowly winding down. I cannot believe that these past four and a half years flew by so quickly. I tend to have these random nostalgic moments when I think about some good times at Baylor. I ponder over the friends that I have made or awkward situations that life brings. One in particular memory stems from junior year, and I’ll never forget it.

In Texas, it can get cold. I know this sounds crazy, but we do have a winter. Sometimes, it even snows. When this happens, the dean will occasionally let us have a snow day even though most states endure more inches of snow than Texas ever can. With this perk of living in the south, Baylor makes for a great place to have snow fights. Other states might call these “ice fights,” but hey, you have to make do with what you have.

I remember it like it was yesterday. It was a Friday early afternoon when I got the email that the remainder of classes had been cancelled. Luckily for me, all of my classes were in the afternoon, so I took full advantage of this free day. After seeing the email, a massive amount of text messages invaded my phone, telling me where to meet for an epic snow fight. I grabbed my gloves, scarf and jacket and made my way to the vacant patch of grass right across from Collins dormitory. Needless to say, we had a ton of child-like fun as we made snowballs and tried not to slip and fall.

These are the moments that I will miss as the season of college ends for me; however, I am very grateful for pictures and videos that will always serve as a reminder of the wonderful moments that I had with my friends in Bear Country.