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Favorite bar stamp: Potato @ Little Prague.

Quick post: I'm officially on my last week of living in Davis. Lately I've been thinking about this bubble very much because the prompt for my final Adv Comp paper is to write an introspective paper about my most educational experience while living here. To say that I'm going to miss this place would be the understatement of the year. I've done more growing up and soul searching here than I have my entire life. I mean, 18 to 22 is a pretty formative period so it's expected; university is a crazy experiment, no? Anyway, this four year long summer camp is almost over. Too bad I'm too stressed out to actually enjoy all my favorite things in dtown. Alas, Friday at 4pm I'll be finished with work and class so I'm thinking happy hour followed by dinner and one final bar crawl. I need some good old fashioned college fun. So the twenty-four million dollar question: the thing I'm going to miss the most? Everything.

♥

Simon and Garfunkel "America"

-melidee

It's a luscious mix of words and tricks *

Hiking up to Tio Chalba's house, Ahuachapán, El Salvador.

A conversation I had a few weeks ago that, for some reason, seems to still linger in the back of my mind:

"He told me, 'That's great, but are you sure you are prepared to handle failure?' "

"What did he mean?" 

"Well, working in the development field you are pretty much guaranteed to fail 90% of the time. I mean, it makes sense if you think about it. If we were succeeding, conditions would be much better, no? Instead, things only seem to be getting worse. Most development work is failed policy."

"Right."

"So this means that the people preparing these policies, in other words, the people we hope to be in the future, are failing at their jobs. Not purposely of course, it's just an impossible field. We're actually crazy for wanting it so much."

"Haha. Yeah."

"You know, I've always been a good student. I don't really know how to fail."

"Yeah. Me neither..."

 The Shins "Caring is Creepy" *

-melidee