After a week at college, I begin to slowly adjust. I made new friends in class and at work. I begin to mold my daily routine and life seems to be at ease. Now, I feel at home. I can finally call Baylor my home. Did I regret choosing Baylor? Maybe at first, but now, I don’t. Life is about adjusting and making the best of it and I truly feel like my time here at Baylor has really opened many new experiences for me.

Getting situated and comfortable was a process when I moved to Baylor. Not having the access to my car and being unable to drive myself to places only caused more stress. It felt as if college was a whole new world and I forgot how to function and live. I felt trapped and lonely, but this was it, wasn’t it? I graduated. I’m in college. Suddenly I realized that every sweat and stress I had in high-school was all the hard-work put into getting into a good college and that I had no directions of where to go now. Car or no car, I was lost…

Even though I am barley a freshman, my life at Baylor seems to be in a world wind of emotions. When I first came to Baylor I was not greeted with smiles nor hug, instead I was faced with a grumpy student worker at the front desk of Dawson. Then and there, I knew that this might be an omen that is was an unfriendly and unwelcoming campus. I was wrong, Baylor was just a start of a wonderful, yet stressful, journey toward the future.