Just kidding. Nobody can tell any of that information just from looking at a person, and from behind this keyboard I don’t even have that advantage. Unless I know you personally, I don’t know a lot about you. You’d say the same about the thousands of people you’ve never met who are also reading this.

Senior year of high school wraps up between a backpack full of memories and a graduation cap. But for seniors, somewhere between taking the SAT and hearing the bassoons in “Pomp and Circumstance,” a package arrived at the door — and a decision had to be made.

It can be hard fitting in at a university where many of the people you meet believe you’re going to burn in hell.

When meeting fellow Baylor students, the question “Where do you go to church?” often comes up as frequently as questions about hometowns and majors.