Where We Came From
(04/17/11 4:00am)
As I slowly walk up to the doors of the University at Buffalo Bookstore, dragging my feet on the ground, a somber pout on my face, I can feel my stomach tied in a huge knot. I know that there is no going back once I open the doors, and I know why I am here. I look around for the big purple sign that reads: "University at Buffalo Commencement."