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Day 863: Busy and Busy
Jan. 22nd, 2010 03:44 pmMan. I've been so lame about updating and the like, but in my defense, I've been crazy busy. Every day since Sunday I've had somewhere to be by nine a.m., and even this Saturday I have class at nine. I am not sure about this no lie-in business, but oh well.
Wednesday was crazy - intake, then classes, then lunch, then more intake, then a meeting with the boss (I'm running solo because my poor partner had a death in the family), and then my first session of copyrights. Now, I'm not a slacker. Yes, I do procrastinate sometimes and I like to be lazy, but I don't always follow my inclinations to being a couch potato. I checked the online web registry of pre-class assignments (i.e. conveyor of the fine law school tradition that is homework before the very first day of class). I also checked the physical assignment board, but there was lady taking the assignments away.
So I went to copyrights and found out...that we had a reading assignment. The first 52 pages. More than I could have read in the fifteen minutes before class started (not that I didn't scan the cases and notes anyway). Luckily for me, the teacher (not a professor, I guess, since he's an attorney in town who teaches only this class) spent a whole lot of time on class setup (apparently my getting C++ certified in high school and still indulging in html whims makes me something of a computer competent individual in law school) so when we finally hit cases I managed to stay under the radar and not get caught. Also, I'm pretty sure this teacher is the first attractive teacher I've ever had. Ever. Even from my days in undergrad. Fortunately, he wasn't kidding when he said he wasn't funny, so I'm not going to turn into a middle school girl over him.
After class I went home and dropped off my stuff, then went over to Amber's for dinner and a jays b-ball game (which we lost). We had homemade tacos. Nurse Janine and her sister Lauren were there, as well as Ashley and Dental Dave, Med Student Stephen, his roommate Alex, and Dan. I worked on a tatted bracelet and watched the game. The food was good, and we got to talk to Amber (who was frazzled from work and her flat flooding again - second time in two months), and then I went home. Slept.
Thursday was also long. Did casework so I could get my fifteen hours this week (or something like it), had a 1L heart attack moment in First Amendment when Fenner called on me, a lunch meeting, a work meeting (which I almost fell asleep in, doggone it), and then Native American law (I volunteered for a case and I did well, to make up for my 1L moment in Fenner's class), and then Angela and I had an issue with the tickets for February, which we did our best to hash out. We were on hold for forever, so I was at school late. Then I went home, ate, went to dancing - which was good times; I led for the first time - and then stayed up doing laundry, talking to Sei and Mal online (I wrote a short ficlet for Sei to cheer her up) and then I went to bed.
I guess I forgot to set my alarm clock, because I didn't wake up till nearly eight. Made it to school by nine and did some case work, went to class, had lunch, went back to do intake, and then had to take the diagnostic MBE exam of all suck. I pretty much don't remember anything I learned in first year, and they tested on the one crime we didn't cover in crim law (forgery), but I think I did all right on the evidence questions. About a third of the way through (for me; a fifth of the way through for others) the fire alarm went off. So we had to go stand in the cold for a while before we could resume taking the test.
Before the exam started, the professors gave speeches. About how failing the bar is a real possibility, and other things none of us wanted to hear. The entire time during the exam I was haunted by music - the punk cover of Love Story, and random selections from the Glee Soundtrack (Don't Stop Believing, You Can't Always Get What You Want). Also, the exam had question about the Rule Against Perpetuities. My frustration with that will probably go unheeded by non-law-students, but it was aggravating to say the least.
So I'm going to go to the dojo tonight, hang out with Angela (at the dojo) and then do some homework.
Graduation fast approaches, though. I got my senior pictures back and signed up to get fingerprinted for my bar application (which I still need to type up).
I think I'm busier this semester than I was last semester.
I didn't think it was possible.
Wednesday was crazy - intake, then classes, then lunch, then more intake, then a meeting with the boss (I'm running solo because my poor partner had a death in the family), and then my first session of copyrights. Now, I'm not a slacker. Yes, I do procrastinate sometimes and I like to be lazy, but I don't always follow my inclinations to being a couch potato. I checked the online web registry of pre-class assignments (i.e. conveyor of the fine law school tradition that is homework before the very first day of class). I also checked the physical assignment board, but there was lady taking the assignments away.
So I went to copyrights and found out...that we had a reading assignment. The first 52 pages. More than I could have read in the fifteen minutes before class started (not that I didn't scan the cases and notes anyway). Luckily for me, the teacher (not a professor, I guess, since he's an attorney in town who teaches only this class) spent a whole lot of time on class setup (apparently my getting C++ certified in high school and still indulging in html whims makes me something of a computer competent individual in law school) so when we finally hit cases I managed to stay under the radar and not get caught. Also, I'm pretty sure this teacher is the first attractive teacher I've ever had. Ever. Even from my days in undergrad. Fortunately, he wasn't kidding when he said he wasn't funny, so I'm not going to turn into a middle school girl over him.
After class I went home and dropped off my stuff, then went over to Amber's for dinner and a jays b-ball game (which we lost). We had homemade tacos. Nurse Janine and her sister Lauren were there, as well as Ashley and Dental Dave, Med Student Stephen, his roommate Alex, and Dan. I worked on a tatted bracelet and watched the game. The food was good, and we got to talk to Amber (who was frazzled from work and her flat flooding again - second time in two months), and then I went home. Slept.
Thursday was also long. Did casework so I could get my fifteen hours this week (or something like it), had a 1L heart attack moment in First Amendment when Fenner called on me, a lunch meeting, a work meeting (which I almost fell asleep in, doggone it), and then Native American law (I volunteered for a case and I did well, to make up for my 1L moment in Fenner's class), and then Angela and I had an issue with the tickets for February, which we did our best to hash out. We were on hold for forever, so I was at school late. Then I went home, ate, went to dancing - which was good times; I led for the first time - and then stayed up doing laundry, talking to Sei and Mal online (I wrote a short ficlet for Sei to cheer her up) and then I went to bed.
I guess I forgot to set my alarm clock, because I didn't wake up till nearly eight. Made it to school by nine and did some case work, went to class, had lunch, went back to do intake, and then had to take the diagnostic MBE exam of all suck. I pretty much don't remember anything I learned in first year, and they tested on the one crime we didn't cover in crim law (forgery), but I think I did all right on the evidence questions. About a third of the way through (for me; a fifth of the way through for others) the fire alarm went off. So we had to go stand in the cold for a while before we could resume taking the test.
Before the exam started, the professors gave speeches. About how failing the bar is a real possibility, and other things none of us wanted to hear. The entire time during the exam I was haunted by music - the punk cover of Love Story, and random selections from the Glee Soundtrack (Don't Stop Believing, You Can't Always Get What You Want). Also, the exam had question about the Rule Against Perpetuities. My frustration with that will probably go unheeded by non-law-students, but it was aggravating to say the least.
So I'm going to go to the dojo tonight, hang out with Angela (at the dojo) and then do some homework.
Graduation fast approaches, though. I got my senior pictures back and signed up to get fingerprinted for my bar application (which I still need to type up).
I think I'm busier this semester than I was last semester.
I didn't think it was possible.
