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We face limited options as June nears. For some, certainty comes in the form of graduate school; for others, it’s moving back home with mom and dad. Either way, our college days are coming to an end.

They say that relationships are all about compromise. You’re supposed to embrace the things you have in common with one another and accept the differences. But when you’re dating a germaphobe, you have to throw a couple of those things out the window. Welcome to my world. My name is Kristen, and I am dating a germaphobe.

Top-grade Wagyu beef boiled in a foie gras broth, garnished with white alba truffles and hand-raised bean sprouts over a bed of blue lobster meat noodles. My greatest creation? A list of ingredients that barely fit together? A new dish at a slightly pretentious Asian fusion restaurant? Almost.

As you order your Double-Double at In-N-Out, your eyes divert to a woman with bright blue eye shadow and an infectious smile. Meet Barbie Fowler, an ambitious lady who has worked for the In-N-Out company for nearly 17 years.

Heather McCoy, a member of the transgender community and an employee at KUCI, has had one beautiful and exhausting journey becoming who she is today.

Time management and procrastination. Test anxiety and study skills. Communication skills. These are three of the many topics that are presented in the “Friends Helping Friends” workshops, a program presented by the Peer Educators.

Does 15 percent off make you do a double-take? Does a buy-one-get-one-half-off sale make your heart race and your mouth water?

Another week in photos from the New University photographers.

“I wanted to see the world, not set any records,” Larry Jacobson said. “I didn’t care if I was the fastest or the youngest or the oldest.”

Picture this: a baby is being abandoned right now by a woman who doesn’t have the resources or the support to help her make the right decision.

Kurt Bahneman wants to “keep the campus cycling community rolling.” Kurt, who lives in Verano Place and attends Orange Coast Community College, has been part of the UCI biking community for two years as general manager of the Bike Shop.

Tired, sweaty and hungry, I slumped onto my couch after a late work shift. I was too lazy to cook for myself and hoped to run across something on the bike ride home. Since it was after 9 p.m., anything worthwhile in Irvine had already closed.