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Amy came to my graduation with Isan. "Jack, my best international student!" she proudly boasted to anyone. The other one was a Korean guy who now was at UCLA and didn't call her as often as she would like. If I were to get accepted to UCLA as well she would offer me a one hundred dollar discount and I could take the bus to the university. Arkan, her other frequent Turkish friend, was not invited. His feet smelled which deemed him unworthy the visit. The speaker on the stage was [x y], the former secretary of transport under Clinton. Ronald Reagan had just passed away so there was a sense of nostalgia. There were also some references to Dean's campaign. The speaker was an American Japanese who spent his time in the internment camps and who spoke to his friendship with other white professor who was present in the audience. At the end he told us that the only words who wanted us to remember was to "dream, dream, dream!". Afterwards we went to the Polish restaurant at the [6th] street. Kamil insisted that I shouldn't pay. We took a photo and ended up at Mickey's in West Hollywood.