Bye bye Bailey

WMU celebrated today (albiet silently) the termination of Judith Bailey from the position of president of the university. Since I came to Kalamazoo in fall of '03, the cost of attendance has been raised over $4,000, enrollment has decreased significantly, and programs have been cut. She has developed a terrible reputation for herself and lost the support of her staff and student body alike. She has shown not an ounce of respect for the kids who make her university happen (not to mention provide the money for her $325,ooo a year paychecks). Perhaps the icing on the cake--the graduating classes of Spring 2006 received their degrees in the gymnasium, including my friend Dave who coughed up enough money in tuition and various other fees which should've earned him a more glamorous celebration. This isn't f-ing high school. These students deserved far better for their hard work. Some people feel sorry that she was so harshly let go. I say she had it coming.

In other news, today was my final day at Sindecuse Pharmacy. They threw quite the party for me--a five-foot sub, homemade brownies, chips, and every beverage under the sun. I received cards (with giftcards inside!) and lots of hugs and well-wishes. Even Jackie, the one pharmacist who had today off, came in to say goodbye. I will miss every single one of them. Even in the last few hours of my shift they continued to provide me with heaps of support and confidence in my abilities, assuring me of what a wonderful pharmacist I'll be someday (*blushes*). I was extremely sad to walk out those doors one last time. I learned so much in that pharmacy--but I know I'll be back in it again counting pills someday. I can feel it.

So now I have one week until I leave. Tomorrow night I'm heading back to the Mountain for a short overnight visit to pick up my minifridge and vaccination records from the High School, and of course say goodbye to the folks.

Next Tuesday at 4 pm I take my road test. The day before I leave. But as much as I'd rather be doing something totally different for that stressful forty-five minutes, I want so badly to move on with my life. I know I can do it--I don't handle failure very well.

But any advice would be greatly appreciated. :D