Living with someone who takes a shower at night, likes to take pictures of food and often stammers when speaking English is not easy. I’m grateful that my roommates put up with all my Chinese habits. As an exchange student, I still find everything so different in my second week in the States. From shaking hands to going to a concert in the university stadium, cultural shocks are everywhere.

I am a Christian on Baylor’s campus – no surprise there. It is safe to say that a large percentage of the school’s students, faculty and staff identify with or were at some point exposed to Christian ideals.

Ringing in the inaugural game at McLane Stadium was nothing short of amazing: a sea of green and gold, cheering that would make your head spin, George W. Bush, RGIII and a powerhouse football team on a newly minted field. Not to mention the fact Baylor now has a stadium that opens to a river, which is unlike any other stadium in the nation.

“Look behind you,” said Mike, a new friend I’d made only a month prior. I wrapped my arms more tightly around his waist, afraid I’d fall off his mint-green Vespa, get run over and become a messy splat on the Brooklyn Bridge. But I trusted Mike, so I twisted around to look behind me.

Late Night felt a tad bit different this year when I walked to help work one of the booths. As a senior, I think back to my first semester as a transfer student, and how I was mesmerized by over 200 organizations that used the event as a springboard to recruit new members.

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