I didn’t write about UBCMUN and Vancouver. I didn’t write about Las Vegas. I didn’t write about UNA-USA and New York. I promise to write about PRIMUN and USC. I promise to write about RHSMUN and Salt Lake City. 

K, actually here is a blurb about UNA-USA from Nora’s blog. “The people who produced Mad Hot Ballroom and Spellbound were filming a documentary of our conference. This is only the second film (after The Interpreter) to be filmed in the UN building.” I totally forgot that! The documentary basically followed 2 or 3 schools that were attending the conference, following them to prom and all during the conference. I cannot wait to see the film released. 

I’m not sure how much I can say but I doubt any delegates participating in RHSMUN will find my blog. So the Regional High School Model United Nations (RHSMUN) conference is going to be in Salt Lake City, Utah on November 13-15th (A week after UCLA’s HS conference!?!). I’m going to be directing (This will be my first time directing!) GA 1st: Disarmament and International Security. Awhile back, we submitted four topic ideas and we finally got our two assigned. My “Militarization of Outer Space” and “Nuclear Weapons Free Zones” topics were chosen. Yeah, I’m pretty excited. It feels so strange to be simultaneously directing a committee and acting as USG of Staff for the HS conference, where I assign and oversee those directors. 

Sometimes I wonder if writing here serves as a memento for my faulty memory or is just cathartic in itself–maybe it’s both. Anyway, this may just be my exaggerating and dramatizing everything, but it seems as though everyone (I say that lightly; it really means like more than two people) are going through some sort of identity/life crisis–though I don’t bring this up because I have an answer. I’m not quite sure if this has to do with relative progress/success or if they’re just personal insecurities. This would be one of those moments that I wish I had some deep, introspective thing to say that would solve everything and would make my blog really amazing. Hrm. 

I remember Mr. Gross telling me, maybe 3 or 4 years ago, that I was going to go through some cultural (re?)-immersion when I’m 19 and what do you know, I’m sitting here trying to write a 15-page paper on the Vietnam War.