I was a senior in high school, and my wanderlust had yet to kick in. I’d never drive more than an hour from home. Then I drove for 2 to take a tour. I was greeted by the most beautiful campus I could imagine. Everyone seemed so smart, so perfect.

I chose to attend here, and only regret it when I write my student loan payments. I loved it. I had such fun, grew so much, fell in love a million times and a million ways.