Indeed...time is on my side

Wednesday, August 29, 1:09 a.m.
What a week it has been. What a rare mood I'm in. Well, it's almost like being at WAKE!!!

Correction, it's not almost like being at Wake Forest University, it is being at Wake Forest University. I have never felt so welcomed in a place so far from home, surrounded by cultures so different from mine. From the beginning of my college application process, I worried if my higher education institute would be a place I could call a home away from home, a place my heart could rest in the absence of my Louisiana rearing. This university is neither too cold nor too hot, it is just right.

Who would have thought a child from Shreveport, destined for LSU, would make a drastic turn towards North Carolina? The only answer I can give is my good friend TIME. He has definitely been on my side. He has caused my mind to make this amazing decision. He has lead me to a haven for multicultural affairs, theatre, dance, science, humanities, and diversity.

Welcome to Wake Forest. I can speak for all the freshman by stating that we have heard the phrase a great deal since Thursday. However, if those four words were never spoken, the cordial atmosphere would have been enough. I begin my college career with a course in chemistry with a typical teenager's anxiety, but (thanks to old Father Time) I will sail through every equation with the liberal arts of Wake Forest.

Wake Forest, thanks for the memories, the memories past, the memories now, and the memories to come.

Oh, and to squash the question of what freshman residential hall is the best, I offer you, class of 2011 this bit of advice...Follow the suites to find what's sweet! Think about it....Does sausages ring a bell?

Ae'Jay MItchell