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Darren took an U-Haul down I-80 towards Chicago and I continued my Berkeley life. With a B+ on the transcript, my streak of perfection was over but I didn't care that much. By now I already knew that I was not going to pursue my life in academia. It wasn't unusual, like in the case of Vu, that students after getting their BAs would go straight into PhD program. I didn't see myself doing for that. For once, it was probably financially impossible. Also it seemed to me that everything that was there to be said about politics was done so in ancient Greece so what was I going to add to it? Because of my senior status I now had more freedom of choosing my schedule so I packed in two days with International Relations Ethics, Empirical Analysis, Eastern European Politics (that was supposed to be the easy one), European Integration and a class National Security. A brilliant and fun Prof [xyz], an amazing and energetic Professor [Staker], a former physists turned a political science professor, a proper ex Harvard lecturer with a gentle personality, and a new professor, an Italian man, who always wore [Fruit Looms] polo shirts.