This semester has been chock full of ups and downs.

Unfortunatley, one of the lower moments came out in a meeting

with Wei-Ning.

      My boyfriend Collin is part of a fraternity in Philadelphia. One

of his brothers, Aaron, was accused of rape. Honestly, I was shocked

at first, but that soon turned to anger. I wasn't angry that he had

done it because I couldn't force myself to believe he had. I wasn't

angry with her for the accusation that could ruin his academic

reputation. I was angry that such a sweet person could be in a

situation where such dumb and awful decisons could have been

made. I was upset both because I knew him and because I could see how

much it was upsetting Collin. During my meeting, I ranted and explained it all to Wei-Ning.

      She couldn't have handled the situation any better. She asked how I was doing and listened to me rant. At our last meeting, she checked in on the situation and asked how everything had progressed. Throughout the semester I've really appreciated the level of compassion I've been shown.