Baylor Line Camp. Three words, four days, zero phones and hundreds of new people. At first, living in a dorm room for four days with someone you've probably never met before and hanging out with 10-12 other people 24/7 sounds like the least intriguing thing you'll ever do/experience. However, I'm here to disprove that assumption.
Baylor Line Camp changed my life. Being forced to unplug from the infamous Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat (shoutout to Dannyawesomeguy for writing his snap username on the whiteboard in Earle) and Facebook for what seems like an eternity (A.K.A four days) was actually the best thing in the entire world. Being put into a small group with people that you've never met before from different cities and states seems scary, right? I mean, you're basically being forced to make friends, right? Why go through this when I can just meet people over Group Me, right? Wrong, wrong and wrong! There is nothing like the Baylor Line Camp experience. And if I would've known I was going to have that much fun and make that many friends, I would've taken it in just a little bit more.
Honestly, I was sad to go home. Baylor Line Camp gives you so many opportunities to make new friends (shoutout to speed friendship on the bus ride to Independence, TX). You have the opportunity to get close with so many new people, and by close, I am talking everyone on a small blue tarp close. Your small group became your support system. (Literally, let's all take a moment to remember the blue tarp people.) Line Camp gives you an opportunity to B-YOU. (Be You @ BU, guys.) It gives you an outlet to just be yourself while meeting tons of other people that may or may not be like you at all. That's the beauty of it though: we're all so unique and we all come from different backgrounds.
From choreographing a routine in the time span of maybe seven hours overall to performing in front of everyone (shoutout to my group for winning third place at Line Camp Sing), fountain hopping, pulling all-nighters, leading Sic 'ems, to worshipping as a whole class and becoming a part of that Good Old Baylor Line, Baylor Line Camp confirmed for me that Baylor University is definitely where I am supposed to be. I cannot imagine myself anywhere else because through Baylor Line Camp, Baylor became my home.
Baylor University just has something about it that I can't put my finger on. It's special and it's unlike any place I've ever been to. But if there are two things that I know for sure, it's this: Baylor has the best milk and cookies, and Baylor is the place for me.
