Kim Priore

One of a kind.

How the other half lives

So today I went to this conference at the Kennedy School on International Development.  The Kennedy School is across Harvard Yard and Harvard Square from Ye Olde Div School, but it might as well be like a hundred million light years away.  The girl who was like the main student organizer chick was dressed in a black skirt suit, heels, and sporting a LV bag.  I’m like, um, that just seems weird to me when you’re talking about poor people all day long.  But I guess I’m just weird that way.  And like the classroom I was in for one of the panels, has this deal where there’s this little microphone contraption at every seat!!!  I was like no way.  That’s wild.  And there’s like security everywhere, I guess because like world leaders come there to give talks all the time (whatever).  Meanwhile I’m pretty sure Osama bin Laden could walk thru the door of Andover Hall over at the Div School, turban and all, and people would just think he was there to give a lecture or lead noon prayer.  Anyways, it was a good day all around, complete with some fabulous Wellesley representation, my head feels really full.  One of those days that reminds me how much I really don’t know yet.  So that’s freaky.

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