To put it simply, I am absolutely in love with Bill Clinton. I have been in love with him forever. I'll admit, my 14-year-old self was somewhat enraptured when the Starr report came out - I read the whole thing cover-to-cover in one sitting [and I'll freely cop to having been more than a little bit jealous of Monica]. I was flabbergasted when a friend of mine quit his job with Bill's office in Harlem last fall - who says no when asked to off Bill's dry cleaning and getting his watch fixed?!? I may have gotten a little teary-eyed when, on Saturday, he told us all to "do what [we] like, and help others" because that will ultimately make us happy.
It's really amazing to spend the weekend surrounded by people - Fmr. President Clinton is just one example - who have made such awesome contributions to society after having sat in my chair, taken my classes, and been in my same student groups. It's simultaneously encouraging (look at everything you can go on to do!) and intimidating (can you ever achieve the scale that these people have?)...but it's thrilling, regardless.
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In terms of sweet romantic stories, next to the International Law Library here, there's a bench that's been inscribed with the words "near this spot, on november 13, 1985, two people met and fell in love."
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