A new undergrad, still forced to be underground

Today's LA Times carries the story of an undocumented student facing her first day of classes at UCLA last September. Her name is Karina De La Cruz:

Karina De La Cruz wakes up in the dark on her first day of classes at UCLA.
Pushing herself off a two-seat couch in the living room of a San Pedro apartment this September morning, she tries not to wake a brother sleeping in a twin bed next to her, or another dozing with his wife and baby daughter in the bedroom. De La Cruz dresses quickly and briefly considers taking her skateboard, then thinks of how her mother rolls her eyes whenever she rides it. She leaves it behind.
"I want to look right, I want to act right," she says later.

I remember that same feeling, and I gotta say I never got to look right or act right in the UCLA bubble. And for the record on Karina, who is now more integrated into the IDEAS family, she might have given up on that a bit, too, since I usually see her carrying her skateboard. She doesn't have to go through four years of this commute and this uncertainty: support the DREAM Act