A Very Barnard Morning

Good morning dear Barnard community and prospective Barnard members. It is 1am, I just got home from babysitting, and I had a very Barnard morning. But before I get to the series of fortunate moments, a brief introduction is certainly due:

I currently live in Cambridge Massachusetts where I am a master's student at Harvard University. I graduated from Barnard in May and studied wonderful things like the effects of buying a dozen balloons from Card-o-Mat on 113th street, and distributing them slowly to my friends at Westside Market, John Jay Dining Hall, and the kind coffee vendors that seem to be there at the exact moment when the genius concept of a sugar-infused round thing pops into your head. I also studied the beauty feminism, the brilliance of French poetry, and the absurd and exclusionary history of psychology. Next year I intend on continuing my aimless, but nonetheless goal-filled, journey in a doctoral program for Psychology because I lust for bewilderment and pondering and talking. A lot. A lot of talking. My advisor here has devised a special format for questioning me on my research to minimize the words that tend to gush from my mouth. The odd thing is that I never really opened my mouth until Barnard. Because Barnard couldn't help but show me how to open my mind. And then the alphabet soup just started spewing from this bottomless red can filled with desperate passion for every atom of the universe, even the dark energy lying at the event horizons of black holes. Astronomy at Barnard is wonderful too.

Now for the details of my morning:

I love ihop. It is open until 4 am in Harvard Square. I read Fitzgerald there at the end of my days because of the Americana decor. Flags and picnics and romantic longing for some ideal way of life...parties with poets on the riviera and bull fights...more on this later. Though, I have never been to a riviera and I think bull fights are not such a good thing.

Back to ihop: I ate strawberry pancakes there this morning with a Barnard friend. She is a second year student at Harvard Law School, and a former Barnard Resident Advisor and Summer Pre College Program Resident Advisor, among many things. She is lovely and doing great work for a law journal, and the Houston Institute for Race and Justice, and she is interning for a public interest group in Jamaica Plain! She is also a great friend. We stayed at our tiny, syrup-filled table for hours and chatted about all sorts of grand things and ideas because she is grand and idea-filled. Barnard gives me presents that just keep delivering themselves everyday...even after the midnight breakfasts and stress-free zone plate-fulls of sugar have ended; I have world-class friends who are phenomenal individuals and I hope they will be with me forever.

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