When I was in middle school and high school I always talked about wanting to be a Clemson cheerleader. I have no idea why. I had never been to the school or to a Clemson game and my family was not Clemson fans, but I saw myself cheering on the sidelines in that bright orange. Something about a Clemson cheerleader seemed so peppy, and that resonated with me. Two weeks ago I made my first appearance on Clemson’s campus, and I loved it. It was much bigger than Wofford and felt l