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The College I Attend Has Just The Right Number Of Indian Dance Groups I'm really glad I decided to go to my current school. I can't think of an American college with such balanced and complementary diversity. While...

Model UN Pics

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Here we are at the delegation office of the Republic of the Marshall Islands with the ambassador and his staff: Here are 7 of 8 of our delegation with our award (I was accidentally left out of the group photos!): Our triumphant group after the last meeting (minus me). Left to right are: Johanna, Katie, Jenny, Rishna, Alex, Mandy, and Alma: And here are Alma and I at the UN General Assembly on the last day: Finally, and most certainly not leastly, is Anne Marie Choup, our instructor for the course and faculty advisor during the trip: Here are more photos. I had an amazing time on this trip, in spite of the tension and exhaustion. I'm extremely proud of our delegation and all the work we put into it, beginning the first week of this semester. It was so rewarding, and I treasure the memories.

Next Up: Model Arab League

Wherein we represent the genocide-happy government of Sudan. Wish us luck! Model Arab League website League of Arab States website

What a Difference a Year Makes

Amen! I'm in such a better place. Up, up, and away!

"Decorum, Delegates"

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Here are many of the members of the Small Island States Coalition which we assembled through often exhausting caucusing. I have very fond memories already: [photo courtesy of Emeline] National Model United Nations website

Two Dad Questions

My dad always asks: a) if i'm getting enough to eat, and b) whether my feet are warm enough it's so cute. also, he always offers me grapes even though i do not like them.

[Not So] Speedy Gonzales

Alberto, that is. I'm not sure I've ever seen a US administration this unstable before, with as many calls for the resignations of various officials.

"Evil Nitwits Uzbekistan"

Here are clips from "Borat" publicity appearances. Some are from other countries:

Flattery and Love Are Not the Same

Anyone whose approval I must work to have is probably not going to give it to me, and is also probably not worth having. The bigger question is: why am I looking to others for approval? In the following footage, scenes from "Borat" are interspersed with a CNN interview with the actual character himself, much to the mortification of the female journalist:

I'm So Grouchy!

I hate my clothes. We're about to go out and I have nothing to wear. I want a job and a wardrobe now. I am sick of this. It's so stupid. I finally settled on black capri pants, an embroidered black camisole with strappy sandels and gold jewelry. frown. i went to banana republic today and got a black sheath dress that looks nice, and a black skirt to go w/my suit. I also went to the men's department and picked out two really nice shirts that should go with lots of stuff. Laurel and I went to the Cat Club tonight. Lots of fun, lots of dancing!

Besting Borat?

What a shame our eight-woman delegation is not representing Kazakhstan. I was so looking forward to dressing as Borat. NOT. I'm so excited about our NYC trip. We leave next Saturday! I just picked out my seat on the airplane--a roomy exit-row seat. Yes, that means I'll be in charge of shoving people out the door if anything goes wrong, but nothing will. It's my first time on this particular airline and I'm very excited. I've heard great things about it. I am so ready to get wild. I feel ready for the world and can't wait to find my niche in it. Where do I begin? I am coming alive again, piece by piece. My graduation party plans are being set. Most of the people I love and have known for years will be there. More than celebrating my graduation, though, it will be a celebration of my wellness and triumph over bipolar disorder. I'm inviting two of my doctors, and sending grad announcements out to several others. The people in my life have meant e

Moving On

growing up, and letting go. I feel more whole now. My mistakes are smaller and smaller each time, and I continue to learn from them. i grow each time into a newer, stronger, more fully realized version of myself. i feel like a phoenix rising from the ashes. it's a good feeling. I am the "sadder but wiser girl."

Getting Caught Up

I spoke with Mal by phone tonight for almost two hours, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Brian called, too; I must remember to phone him back. Our big UN week looms in the near future, and I think that graduation will be even more shortly thereafter in the horizon. A disappointing day, Gaul-wise, since I turned in a sub-par French paper. I'm very unhappy with myself. It had potential; I'd like to work on it somemore. Sometimes love triangles can look more like rectangles, actually. Either way, it's not good. As Princess Diana said, "there were three of us in this marriage." Yikes! I ordered a suit online today, since I'm not sure when I'll have the chance to go shopping. I need to go to Mountain View once before leaving for NYC, at least, and I'm scheduled to see Woodrow on Thursday, although that's the same day Gloria Steinem will be speaking here and I don't know what to do. Tomorrow is salsa night at the Shattuck Down Low. Tempting to get

Can I Breathe Now?

Relationships, I tell you!

Waking From a Bipolar-Induced Slumber

or would "stupor" be more appropriate? both, really. the illness put the soul to sleep for a hundred years, and it does not rouse easily. while the soul was gone, i was in a stupor. or something like that; something just above a clinical state of death, in every sense. if there were an ekg machine for the soul, mine would have shown a flatline.

Osteo-What?

I started my bone medication today. I hope it will stop and reverse the bone loss.

A Transparently Transparent Photo Op

It is blatantly disingenuous of Bush to pose with survivors/victims of the recent tornadoes in Alabama. It reeks of trying to turn around the administration's terrible image after its post-Katrina failure to help. It also goes without saying that very little has been done to reconstruct New Orleans or offer help to the dispossessed. If the past is any indication, just as little will be done to help the victims of these recent and deadly tornadoes. Don't pose, Mr. President; put the government into action so these people will be treated as every citizen should.

The Dems Must Bandwagon to Win

I am concerned that there are already too many players in the field: Hilary Clinton, Barack Obama, and John Edwards are among the most visible Democrats running for their party's nomination. I worry that the fragmentation of the party will result in a similarly ambiguous candidate as John Kerry being chosen again. I think Edwards needs to throw in the towel in favor of either Clinton or Obama, who are unlikely to lose their positions as the top two in the field. People need to abandon individual aspirations for the office in favor of helping the party to come up with the strongest candidate to defeat the Republicans.

Mid-Woche Update

Hier I sitze, waiting for my fifth and final load of laundry to finish spinning around so I can take it out of the machine and back to my room. I've fallen into a pattern of staying up late, of late, and it's a tough one to break. I'm thinking ahead to getting a job and being self-supporting. I don't want to go back to Mountain View after I graduate. At the very least I want to stay in the Oakland/Berkeley area. I'm hoping I'll be able to find a job so I can pay for my own place. I've felt quite blocked, blog-wise, lately. I fear my loyal readers are sloughing off like so much dead skin--please forgive the dreadful metaphor, I don't know quite what's going on in my head these days. I've been in touch with a friend who's currently in Portland, which is nice. I may visit a friend or two in NYC when I'm there (less than three weeks away; I can't believe it!). The end of my college career is beginning to feel like a breath of fresh