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Starting September 27, 2008: one photo per day accompanied by prevailing thoughts, moods, or feelings on that day.

March 8, San Francisco, CA: I spent the morning with some close friends from business school. Loved every minute. I had dinner with the newly admitted business school class of 2011. I love participating in what's going on at Stanford, but I wondered how well I would fit into the culture now. In some ways, I think I would have an easier time of it: the fishbowl would feel much less oppressive than it did back then, I think. But there are other things that make me say that I am glad I did it, but wouldn't do it again. That may not even make sense, but I had no insight into what bschool was like before I went. Who knows what I would do if I had to do it over again, or if I knew then what I know now, or whichever inane saying encompasses possibilities that will never be, but I do wonder how many of my classmates would say the same.

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March 8, San Francisco, CA: I spent the morning with some close friends from business school. Loved every minute. I had dinner with the newly admitted business school class of 2011. I love participating in what's going on at Stanford, but I wondered how well I would fit into the culture now. In some ways, I think I would have an easier time of it: the fishbowl would feel much less oppressive than it did back then, I think. But there are other things that make me say that I am glad I did it, but wouldn't do it again. That may not even make sense, but I had no insight into what bschool was like before I went. Who knows what I would do if I had to do it over again, or if I knew then what I know now, or whichever inane saying encompasses possibilities that will never be, but I do wonder how many of my classmates would say the same.

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