"What's in a name? That which we call a rose / By any other name would smell as sweet." - Shakespeare. Speaking of names, everyone at work calls me 'row-nuh' instead of 'raw-nuh.' At first, it was kinda weird, but I never bothered to correct anyone. And it kinda grew on me. Because well.. my cousins actually call me that too. I don't really know why I always just had people from school call me 'raw-nuh,' when in fact, most strangers at first glance, read my name as 'row-nuh.' I've actually pondered this many times, and still have not come to any sort of productive conclusion. Only one thing is different now: I kinda like 'row-nuh.' Makes me feel like along with this new life I've been starting [post-high school], came a new name. A new me. A new attitude. A new set of goals. A new mindset. A new heart. A new mind. Here's to.. what people say is supposed to be the best years of my life: college.