take a second.

The other day, I was walking through the Student Center's bottom floor where all the conference rooms are and a flashback just struck me. I remembered a sea of incoming freshmen, spots of a golden t shirt here and there, signs that read Camino or Bahia raised above the crowd and of course, long tables in the middle of the lobby filled with the same food I had eaten so many times already.

I then continued to take the elevator to the third floor to partake in an interview I had done two times before and was now going for a third time...

What a split second can do for you.