Our new president

As I sit here in my seventh floor room, screams are roaring throughout the quad.  I honestly thought someone was dying near the dining hall when I first heard the sounds.  After those initial screams, someone below us blew an air horn. But, what everyone is screaming about is something so much bigger (well, maybe not someone dying, but you get the picture) than anything else.

For the first time in our nation's history, a black man has been elected into office (biracial to be correct).  Not only is this a significant step in textbooks, it marks the start of change, of something new.  For the first time in my life, my voice counted as something.  It's the weirdest feeling in the world.  Chills go up and down my spine as I know what this means for our nation. Who knows what will come next?