Somehow the discussion in Contacts today centered around rotten apples. Something about why unilateral contracts are frowned upon in commerce . . . if the apples that the applesauce factory receives from the farmer are supposed to be good but are wormy, the farmer can just say that he never accepted the offer or whatever. A lengthy discussion ensued. I heard the words "crappy apples" so many times in a row that they didn't even sound like words anymore.
For some reason, that amused me. I'll take what I can get.
So far, I like all of my classes except Property. The professor reminds me of Professor Trelawney from Harry Potter. I find it hard to focus, but I am not alone. We seem to be bonding a little bit over our mutual distaste for the woman and her random, confusing ways.
The rest of the professors are interesting and even funny so, again, I can't really complain.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Monday, September 1, 2008
Constructive Mondays
I hope that the ability to grasp the concept of constructive Monday is not an indicator of one's future success as a law student.
If it is, I am so screwed.
If it is, I am so screwed.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Just Curious
I need to lose approximately ten pounds. Being too busy to eat because I'm trying to finish my homework should help. But being too busy to get off my ass and exercise because I'm trying to finish my homework seems to be cancelling out the lack of eating.
So I was just wondering if anyone has ever tried to read Civil Procedure while doing Pilates. If so, how did that work out for you?
So I was just wondering if anyone has ever tried to read Civil Procedure while doing Pilates. If so, how did that work out for you?
The Carpool
I am in a carpool with three random strangers who all happen to commute to school. We met at orientation and they all seemed really nice. And they are. One of them used to be a cop. I call him The Fuzz. The other two are young newly-weds who still think their husbands are their boyfriends. They are pretty short on personality. One is more boring than the other. She looooves running and she talks really slow. The other one looooves Jesus and hates gay people - because they "choose to do that". I call them Boring Barbie and Bible Barbie.
As soon as gas prices go down I am out of that pool so fast, it's not even funny. I'm sure that if I were by myself I would find better things to do than listen to conversations like this:
The Fuzz: That Women in Law chick has huge boobs!
Attractive Nuisance: I didn't notice.
Bible Barbie: Seriously?!? She was wearing this graphic tee that made them sooo obvious.
Boring Barbie: I know! They are at least double D's. My mom's a double D and they're about that size.
Bible Barbie: I think it's just wrong to call attention to them like that. I mean, you can't wear a shirt like that and not know that everyone will be looking at them. That is not what they're there for!
Boring Barbie: Yeah . . . and why don't any of the U.S. Olympic swimmers have boobs?
Bible Barbie: I KNOW! That is so gross, I can't even watch.
I now find myself worrying that all three of them are judging my boobs. Which are fine, by the way. But still.
As soon as gas prices go down I am out of that pool so fast, it's not even funny. I'm sure that if I were by myself I would find better things to do than listen to conversations like this:
The Fuzz: That Women in Law chick has huge boobs!
Attractive Nuisance: I didn't notice.
Bible Barbie: Seriously?!? She was wearing this graphic tee that made them sooo obvious.
Boring Barbie: I know! They are at least double D's. My mom's a double D and they're about that size.
Bible Barbie: I think it's just wrong to call attention to them like that. I mean, you can't wear a shirt like that and not know that everyone will be looking at them. That is not what they're there for!
Boring Barbie: Yeah . . . and why don't any of the U.S. Olympic swimmers have boobs?
Bible Barbie: I KNOW! That is so gross, I can't even watch.
I now find myself worrying that all three of them are judging my boobs. Which are fine, by the way. But still.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Two weeks down . . .
I have officially been a law student for two weeks. It has not been as bad as I was thinking it would be. It has not been as good as I was hoping it would be.
I have learned a few things, an example of which would be that bats are fully capable of entering the law school. And apparently they do. And they like to dive-bomb petite brunettes who are too busy chugging coffee before their first class to notice such things until it is too late.
I have also learned that some of my professors are witty. And they catch on quickly. It only took one professor about a week longer than the rest of the 1Ls to notice that there is an ass among us. There are actually several, but one in particular stands out. Remember when you were in first grade and this one kid would raise his hand every four seconds? You know, the one who would wiggle around in his chair and make grunting sounds until he got called on? Yeah. We have one of those. He's old and loud and usually wrong. Anyway, this professor noticed. He called him out on it, which was hilarious. He is witty.
I have learned that some people are not quick-witted. Like the aforementioned gunner, for example (is a person technically a gunner even if they always give the wrong answer? I'm new at this). He seems to be the only one in the class who didn't notice that the professor called him out on being so obnoxious. He sucks.
But if he's the worst part of law school so far it can't be that bad, can it? Assuming they get the bats out of there by next week . . .
I have learned a few things, an example of which would be that bats are fully capable of entering the law school. And apparently they do. And they like to dive-bomb petite brunettes who are too busy chugging coffee before their first class to notice such things until it is too late.
I have also learned that some of my professors are witty. And they catch on quickly. It only took one professor about a week longer than the rest of the 1Ls to notice that there is an ass among us. There are actually several, but one in particular stands out. Remember when you were in first grade and this one kid would raise his hand every four seconds? You know, the one who would wiggle around in his chair and make grunting sounds until he got called on? Yeah. We have one of those. He's old and loud and usually wrong. Anyway, this professor noticed. He called him out on it, which was hilarious. He is witty.
I have learned that some people are not quick-witted. Like the aforementioned gunner, for example (is a person technically a gunner even if they always give the wrong answer? I'm new at this). He seems to be the only one in the class who didn't notice that the professor called him out on being so obnoxious. He sucks.
But if he's the worst part of law school so far it can't be that bad, can it? Assuming they get the bats out of there by next week . . .
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