here i am, at the end of my graduate school experience. it certainly hasn't been easy, but it is over over over in less than a week! of course, Tulane may be a pain in my ass, who knows. i was told (by my now-long-gone advisor) that since the ONE class i needed to graduate was not available here at my host school, another one would count instead. rumor has it that N. asked the department chair if this switcharoo could be made for her, and he said no.
doesn't he have more important things to worry about.. like the state of new orleans?
in fact, i know he has more important things to concern himself with - things like THE REPORT WE MADE! yup, me and my social-action-focused pals made a survey, tallied said survey, and printed that bastard up. it looks divine. it would look much less divine if L. did not help us. it would be quite ugly, in fact. that girl is magic on the computer!
so the dean here will bring it to our dean at APHA on thursday. we will send it out over email that same day - i want the dean to get it when everyone else gets it and not afterwards. don't know why, but for some reason that seems disrespectful. and then, we can wait and see. what action will Tulane take? who knows. only 2 of the 5 of us will be there next semester, as of today.
as this comes to an end as rocky as it began, i am actually happy that i landed in the bay area. i know i've said that i want to leave since the day i arrived, but now.. i don't know, i'm kind of used to it here. whatever, it's just pre-move nostalgia.
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It's no use denying it. Your addict-magnet house has some flava, some personality that you'll miss! Of course, if you do get tired of such vibrance you can always shuffle on northward to where the whities live, up here in No Berkeley. =D
But who am I kiddin', you're an east coast kinda girl. Not a sun-lovin flip-flop wearing cold-hatin' Cali girl like me.
Check out this story in the Globe
Rabble rousing
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