Have you ever met a friend and known instantly they were going to be in your life forever? I've known a lot of my new friends for about three days. I take a little too much pride in the people I've met, and even more pride in the people that I've stuck with, but how can I not when they're the type of people I want to spend all my time with? They're the friends I would everlastingly cheer on. They're the kind of people that wouldn't end every sentence with a preposition like I seem to.

In all seriousness, when you find a group, it makes you feel like you are supposed to be where you are. Just as most people in college, I have had a hard time with questioning my decision to come to SMU. But I recognize now I'm supposed to come here, and I'm ready to pony the hell up.

The feats of my undoubtedly lifelong friends don't seem to stop. One has written symphonies. One has played for full crowds at the House of Blues. One plays 12 instruments. One has been in award-winning films. One has traveled the world playing piano.

And what have I done? None of that. I've only been friends with the people that have done those things. So, what will I do? Learn from these people.

I look out over a crowd of candles waving at Corral, a sweaty musk in the air.

I approach them in a manner that challenges the stares.

I embrace the cheers of the few people that choose to support me, waiting for the words to escape my lips, skipping the review of my mind completely.

The feeling is unable to be seen.

Whether the road is mean,

along with challenges between,

the right friends will intervene.

They will step in with no defined function to help,

they will insert worth in self,

and give you a reason to stay.

I will stay. For as long as I can.