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June 2007

I want to go on a date. I don’t want to write this monster paper on my research project. Though, I gotta admit that analyzing the data and coming up with themes was pretty exciting and fun. Yes. I’m a nerd.

But back to that date thing. I want to go on one.

It’s been a while.

Back to work.

Present

I went on a date. Actually, I went on several dates. We went to a comedy club to watch several Latino comics, enjoyed a concert at the beach, went dancing, saw the Dodgers lose (too bad), enjoyed another concert at the Hollywood Bowl, and did the whole dinner+movie thing a couple of times (we ate that Cancún roll one one of those dates, yum!).

One thing certainly has not changed since June. I’m still avoiding work. In this case it’s a report on UC admissions policy for work.

At least one thing changed. Back to work.

Question of the week: Working it

I like my jobs. Yes, that’s plural. I have two jobs, which might be too much for a graduate student, but we got to hustle.

Both positions allow me to work with some really great people, learn a lot, apply my work to my academic interests and vice versa. I’ve been working at both jobs for over a year now. In my primary job, I help run a program for freshman and sophomore college students majoring in the sciences. I’ve gotten to know the sophomores over the past year and really like them. They’re all super bright, intelligent, and hard working. I know that’s kind of the norm at a place like UCLA, but these kids are special. I know they’re going to be very successful and I feel lucky to be part of it. Oh yeah, and my bosses love me, which makes me feel good when I feel lost as a graduate student. It’s nice to receive praise.

In the second position I’m a graduate student researcher writing reports on things like University of California admissions policy and how it affects underrepresented (read: black and Latino) students of color. Aside from gaining valuable research experience, I also get to explore an area of higher education that has always interested me: who gets in and why?

I feel a bit lucky. I don’t have to choose between the job that pays and the job I like.

La pregunta: How do you pay the bills? Do you enjoy what you do for a living?

California DREAM Act

I just called the governor’s office. No, I didn’t talk to Arnold Schwarzenegger (not that I expected I’d get to speak to him).

I called to ask him to sign California DREAM Act or Senate Bill 1, sponsored by Senator Gil Cedillo.

According to the action alert I received from UCSA:

SB 1 will qualify undocumented students for non-competitive Cal Grants as well as private scholarships, and will enable California to educate more students and continue to compete economically in the changing economy.

Currently, undocumented students in public higher education — known in California as AB 540 students — qualify for in-state tuition if they meet certain requirements. (I’ve written on this in the past.) However, since they’re undocumented they’re ineligible for all forms of federal and state financial aid. They also can’t apply for many scholarships because those often require citizenship or permanent residency.

The bill is supported by lots of constituents. The UC Student Association (woot woot!) made this one of their main campaigns for the year and has been working hard on building student support. The main University of California Office of the President lobbyist sent in a letter urging the Governor to sign SB 1 (pdf). The California Postsecondary Education Commission did the same (pdf).

SB 1 is currently on the governor’s desk and waiting to be signed. You can help out. Make a call, send a letter or an email. It takes a few minutes to make a call, I was on hold longer than it took me to say “hi I’m Cindy Mosqueda. I’m calling to ask the governor to sign SB 1, a bill I think is very important to expand access to higher education.” Or something like that.

Either way, if you’re in California, show your support!

Question of the week: Autumn

My summer is officially over. Classes have started once again at UCLA and this week has been packed with receptions and orientation meetings. I’ve been swamped at work making sure everything is squared away with the freshmen and sophomores in the program.

Even though I’m exhausted, I can’t complain. Last weekend, we finally got some rain and cooler temperatures. The Bruins are doing okay. Ugly Betty and The Office are back with new episodes. I shouldn’t watch as much television as Melanism, but somehow I think I’ll find something to replace Veronica Mars and Gilmore Girls. The Dodgers are out of playoff contention and may barely be ending the season above.500, but at least I can cheer on the Bruins. Finally, there’s the concerts: Rilo Kiley, Rodrigo y Gabriela and Café Tacuba.

But what am I looking forward to the most? (We all know what I’m dreading)
Café Tacuba’s new album Sino in less than two weeks!

La pregunta: What are you looking forward to most this fall season?

Reluctant promotion

The first time I met X, he told me I looked familiar. I’d never seen him before. I would have remembered. But he insisted that he had met me. For a brief moment, I wondered if he “knew” me via the internets. Did he lurk on my blog? Had he come across my photos on Flickr? MySpace? Facebook?

Nope. Our paths had crossed in a much more simple way, at school.

A couple weeks later, X introduced me to some of his friends at the Los Lobos concert and I heard the same comment from his friend.

“That’s what I told her when we first met,” X said.

“Yeah, but it was a pick up line,” retorted M, another one of his friends.

“No, it wasn’t,” he defended himself. “She really did look familiar.”

Once again, I froze. Why was I familiar to this girl I’d never seen before? I really hoped it wasn’t my blog. But it was much easier. She had billed me for an ad in La Gente de Aztlan, a student-run magazine at UCLA.

And what if X and his friend did know me from my blog? Would that be weird? Yeah. I suddenly quiet down whenever my blog comes up in “real life.” I mumble an affirmative response whenever a new acquaintance asks, “so [insert mutual friend] tells me you have a blog. He says you’re a blogger.”

Ugh, yeah.

I’m no good at self promotion, shameless or otherwise.

I really need to get over this. I’m proud of the words I write here and I like the fact that someone reads them… even if that person knows me in “real life.”

Nails and bullets

The truth is, you are a phenomenal person and I’m just average.

Those words still make me smile. They still take my breath away even though the man who said them is hardly a part of my life and the pain I felt after our break up has long since faded. It was horrible. I moped. I cried. I got angry. I felt lonely. I was distracted at work and when driving. I even got in a car accident. I didn’t foresee how I could go from feeling shattered to feeling okay. I made it through. I forgave and moved on.

Since then, I’ve felt that pain again… rather recently in fact.

Thinking about that pain, breakups and moving on reminded me of a line from Sandra Cisneros’ Caramelo. When I first read the novel four years ago, I jotted down my favorite quotes. I searched for that list of quotes because I wanted these words:

Like they say, one nail drives out another… Yes, and the second bullet dulls the pain of the first.

As violent and pessimistic as these words seem, I still find them oddly reassuring.

Study Group on University Diversity

UCSA rally outside the UC Regents meeting Disclaimer: These are all just unformed thoughts. I’m sick, barely slept and have traveled through way too much California in the last 30 hours.

I got back from Davis a few hours ago. I unpacked my backpack, changed in to pajamas and plopped on the couch to simultaneously watch the Dodgers lose to the Colorado Rockies and go online for the first time since 8 am.

Davis is a small college town near Sacramento and the site of the UC Regents meeting. In the past couple of years, I’ve gone to a lot of Regents meetings. I’ve spoken about financial aid issues, my concerns about the rising student fees, the crisis in the diversity, and the need to really address this problem by fully funding academic preparation (outreach) programs. This time, the Regents would be discussing the outcomes of a study group to assess the impact of Proposition 209 — which banned the consideration of race and ethnicity in admissions and hiring at the UC and other state agencies — on diversity.

In case you haven’t been reading my blog very long, the issue of racial and ethnic diversity at the UC campuses has been a big issue on my radar since I was in high school. I was part of the first class admitted under the affirmative action ban in 1998 and that experience profoundly impacted my outlook on the issue.

While at the meeting, I was pretty astounded to hear the so-called findings. Did a study group made up of regents, students, and UC Office of the President staff/administrators really need a year to figure these things out?

1) Diversity is fundamental to UC’s mission, quality, and service to the state of California. The importance of diversity to our University is very well expressed in the Academic Senate’s Diversity Statement, which reads in part, “Because the core mission of the University… is to serve the interests of the State of California, it must seek to achieve diversity among its student bodies and… its employees.”

2) Change is needed to more effectively seek and support diversity. While there are many pockets of success and innovation, the University needs to focus greater and sustained attention on its diversity efforts.

3) Clear, consistent, and regularly produced data are necessary to “shine a light” on the University’s efforts to increase and support diversity and to hold University leaders accountable for progress in this area.

Students behind me snickered as the UC provost presented these findings. They wanted some meat, something concrete, but all they got were these recommendations*:

1) Adopt as Regents Policy the University of California Diversity Statement adopted by the Assembly of the Academic Senate in May 2006

2) Affirm that change is needed to achieve a level of diversity among students, faculty, and staff appropriate to our mission, as well as an open and inclusive climate on each of our campuses

3) Require the President of the University to report annually to The Regents on the status of diversity at the University.

Following this, the president of the UCSA and another student presented their views on the report. They called for specific action which would address admissions requirements as well as funding for academic preparation (outreach) programs.

And then the comments started. It was weird. Suddenly all the Regents — the same body, though not the same people that passed SP-1 which banned affirmative action at the UC in 1995 — were patting themselves on the back for producing this great report. The report was the brainchild of the 2006-07 student regent, María Ledesma, a graduate student in education at UCLA (woo woo!).

As I listened to the comments by the appointed and elected regents, I was pretty astounded. I wondered what would really come out of this report. I’ve seen the numbers and didn’t need the report to tell me there was a problem. Like the other students at the meeting, I really hope the report doesn’t get shelved and forgotten.

[*To be fair, there's more to the report. The overview is 31 pages and in October a consolidated report from the 4 working groups (undergraduate, graduate & professional, faculty, and climate) will be published.]

Question of the week: Urban myths

Why nobody walks in LA
People walk in LA, but sometimes it’s tough with construction on the sidewalks.

I hate when people say that folks in LA are all fake/plastic and that everyone just wants to get in to the entertainment industry. I also dislike when people think that nobody walks in this city ’cause I know people who regularly walk, bike and take public transportation.

La pregunta: What myth about your city/region do you hate the most?

Adrian at 22

This summer, Adrian introduced me to Guitar Hero. I re-introduced Adrian to Harry Potter (he stopped reading after book 5). We both got hooked. We’d play GH against each other after we bought a second guitar. Adrian would play on expert, while I was still having trouble with medium. When we got tired of GH, we’d find a cool spot in the house and read HP aloud to each other. Later in the week, he’d call and text message me with his thoughts regarding the books. It was fun.

¡Feliz cumpleaños, Adrian!