Day 866: To Early For This
Jan. 28th, 2010 05:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I think it's a bit too early to be feeling this scared. On the other hand, seeing how graduation is coming upon me, I suppose I ought to be feeling much more panicked and overwhelmed than I am.
Go me.
A recap of the week so far:
Tuesday was...long. Too long. Went to school and did work in the clinic, trying to get things straightened out with clients and the like. Free Speech, as usual, was awesome. We hashed over the latest FEC case handed down from SCOTUS because everyone is talking about it and Fenner, as a Con Law professor, wanted us to get the lowdown. I'll have to read the opinion myself to make a decision. Some people are spazzing about the utter lack of adherence to stare decisis. Others are thinking, hey, political speech is protected speech, so strict scrutiny here we come. I don't think corporations have sufficient personhood to vote, so their ability to affect elections is kinda frightening now. That being said, a whole lot of people are blaming Chief Justice Roberts for this. However, this was a 5-4 decision. Who was the swing vote? Kennedy. Just sayin'. The best part of Free Speech, of course, is the morning entertainment. Fenner plays us old songs that were banned back in the day, or at least were controversial. Tuesday's was Janis Ian's "Society's Child". Today, as soon as he said we'd be listening to Billie Holliday, I knew it'd be "Strange Fruit". It's so, so hard to listen to that song (it's harder to listen to than the theme for Schindler's List, for me, for some reason).
We talked about Indian Removal in Native American Law, which was no bueno. Reading about it made me angry. Still, I think Kelly handled it with aplomb and cultural sensitivity, so there you go.
I managed to run to the post office and get some errand-like things done before returning to school for Street Law, which was long and tiring, but a good warning experience. Of course, typical me, it was after I'd emailed Strand my schedule that I signed up for clinic hours, so when it came time to be assigned out to schools for Street Law, well, I was in a pickle, because I'd been signed up for a school in the middle of my hours. I told Strand I'd see about getting things switched around by talking to The Boss.
After an ill-advised purchase of a bottle of Pepsi at school, I was up ridiculously late Tuesday night watching Robin Hood and other fine things.
On Wednesday, I asked the Boss about switching my hours for Street Law. She told me no and that if Professor Strand wanted me during those hours, Professor Strand could come duel her for me.
I thought it was pretty funny until I saw Professor Strand come into the clinic.
My clinic partner came back to school yesterday. Now, Jenifer (no, I didn't misspell her name) is something of a cypher. All I know of her is that she used to work for a union, she loves animals and adopts many, is a staunch democrat, and is one of the nicest people I know. Her sister died two weeks ago. Now, Jenifer has always seemed pretty stoic to me. I was wrong. She could barely bring herself to read the card the 3Ls and 2Ls had put together, and she looked pretty brokenhearted when she saw the flowers Jason and I and some of the 3Ls had donated for. And then - she couldn't bring herself to say her sister's name. I don't know what happened, and I won't ask, but...whoa.
I'm an insensitive prat as it is, and I barely deal with people crying, and that's when they're strangers. When it's people I know, I'm even worse, because I'm one of those people who babbles to fill awkward silences, and, well, I'm kinda terrified of saying something that'll upset her. But she's back now, and I think by me being as helpful as possible so she can get up to speed is the best I can do for her. Until she asks for anything else.
Copyright Law was immensely boring. I knew it would be, but that didn't stop it from being boring. It was fun, though, to have visuals and presentations and the like, but still...not my favorite. I think I'm sorta getting it, though. I hope I'm getting it, at any rate.
I thought Criminal Minds was on last night, but it wasn't, so I wasted time by playing DragonFable while I listened to the state of the union. Now, I'm not an Obama supporter, but I listened anyway. (Which is bizarre, since I barely listened to the previous president who I rather liked more.) It was interesting stuff, and he's a great speaker, and I still don't know what to think.
Today was also long. I was up early and out in the freezing cold to meet my street law class. My partner, Patrick, is a good foot and a bit taller than me, but he's friendly. He's a 2L but a confident speaker, and I think I sorta went nuts on him trying to come up with a plan, but between us I think we'll do all right. The teacher is cool and at least some of the kids like us. (I'll confess I was surprised that none of the kids were white, it being a Catholic school, and there were only four boys in the entire class, but then the teacher told us only one of her students is Catholic, and the rest are baptist, so there you go.) I'm pretty excited - and nervous - about teaching, but I think it'll be fun nevertheless.
I made it back to school in time to read for Free Speech, and then we got out of Free Speech a little early, so I had lunch and read for Native American law, and then we had our clinic staff meeting, which resulted in Jenifer and I managing to divide up the work. I figure I'll take on a bit more while she adjusts to the pace, and then we'll go 50-50. We got out of Native American Law early, too, so I sat and worked on fiction until fingerprint time. I've been fingerprinted before, when I was a child to get a passport, but the process is still odious and inky. Still, I'm one step closer to the whole bar application thing. Now I just nee to send in my fingerprint card and some money to the FBI and I'm good to go, it would seem. Wheee. Not really.
I made it home. I'm going bellydancing tonight, but for now I need to remember how to care about life.

Go me.
A recap of the week so far:
Tuesday was...long. Too long. Went to school and did work in the clinic, trying to get things straightened out with clients and the like. Free Speech, as usual, was awesome. We hashed over the latest FEC case handed down from SCOTUS because everyone is talking about it and Fenner, as a Con Law professor, wanted us to get the lowdown. I'll have to read the opinion myself to make a decision. Some people are spazzing about the utter lack of adherence to stare decisis. Others are thinking, hey, political speech is protected speech, so strict scrutiny here we come. I don't think corporations have sufficient personhood to vote, so their ability to affect elections is kinda frightening now. That being said, a whole lot of people are blaming Chief Justice Roberts for this. However, this was a 5-4 decision. Who was the swing vote? Kennedy. Just sayin'. The best part of Free Speech, of course, is the morning entertainment. Fenner plays us old songs that were banned back in the day, or at least were controversial. Tuesday's was Janis Ian's "Society's Child". Today, as soon as he said we'd be listening to Billie Holliday, I knew it'd be "Strange Fruit". It's so, so hard to listen to that song (it's harder to listen to than the theme for Schindler's List, for me, for some reason).
We talked about Indian Removal in Native American Law, which was no bueno. Reading about it made me angry. Still, I think Kelly handled it with aplomb and cultural sensitivity, so there you go.
I managed to run to the post office and get some errand-like things done before returning to school for Street Law, which was long and tiring, but a good warning experience. Of course, typical me, it was after I'd emailed Strand my schedule that I signed up for clinic hours, so when it came time to be assigned out to schools for Street Law, well, I was in a pickle, because I'd been signed up for a school in the middle of my hours. I told Strand I'd see about getting things switched around by talking to The Boss.
After an ill-advised purchase of a bottle of Pepsi at school, I was up ridiculously late Tuesday night watching Robin Hood and other fine things.
On Wednesday, I asked the Boss about switching my hours for Street Law. She told me no and that if Professor Strand wanted me during those hours, Professor Strand could come duel her for me.
I thought it was pretty funny until I saw Professor Strand come into the clinic.
My clinic partner came back to school yesterday. Now, Jenifer (no, I didn't misspell her name) is something of a cypher. All I know of her is that she used to work for a union, she loves animals and adopts many, is a staunch democrat, and is one of the nicest people I know. Her sister died two weeks ago. Now, Jenifer has always seemed pretty stoic to me. I was wrong. She could barely bring herself to read the card the 3Ls and 2Ls had put together, and she looked pretty brokenhearted when she saw the flowers Jason and I and some of the 3Ls had donated for. And then - she couldn't bring herself to say her sister's name. I don't know what happened, and I won't ask, but...whoa.
I'm an insensitive prat as it is, and I barely deal with people crying, and that's when they're strangers. When it's people I know, I'm even worse, because I'm one of those people who babbles to fill awkward silences, and, well, I'm kinda terrified of saying something that'll upset her. But she's back now, and I think by me being as helpful as possible so she can get up to speed is the best I can do for her. Until she asks for anything else.
Copyright Law was immensely boring. I knew it would be, but that didn't stop it from being boring. It was fun, though, to have visuals and presentations and the like, but still...not my favorite. I think I'm sorta getting it, though. I hope I'm getting it, at any rate.
I thought Criminal Minds was on last night, but it wasn't, so I wasted time by playing DragonFable while I listened to the state of the union. Now, I'm not an Obama supporter, but I listened anyway. (Which is bizarre, since I barely listened to the previous president who I rather liked more.) It was interesting stuff, and he's a great speaker, and I still don't know what to think.
Today was also long. I was up early and out in the freezing cold to meet my street law class. My partner, Patrick, is a good foot and a bit taller than me, but he's friendly. He's a 2L but a confident speaker, and I think I sorta went nuts on him trying to come up with a plan, but between us I think we'll do all right. The teacher is cool and at least some of the kids like us. (I'll confess I was surprised that none of the kids were white, it being a Catholic school, and there were only four boys in the entire class, but then the teacher told us only one of her students is Catholic, and the rest are baptist, so there you go.) I'm pretty excited - and nervous - about teaching, but I think it'll be fun nevertheless.
I made it back to school in time to read for Free Speech, and then we got out of Free Speech a little early, so I had lunch and read for Native American law, and then we had our clinic staff meeting, which resulted in Jenifer and I managing to divide up the work. I figure I'll take on a bit more while she adjusts to the pace, and then we'll go 50-50. We got out of Native American Law early, too, so I sat and worked on fiction until fingerprint time. I've been fingerprinted before, when I was a child to get a passport, but the process is still odious and inky. Still, I'm one step closer to the whole bar application thing. Now I just nee to send in my fingerprint card and some money to the FBI and I'm good to go, it would seem. Wheee. Not really.
I made it home. I'm going bellydancing tonight, but for now I need to remember how to care about life.

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Date: 2010-01-29 05:48 pm (UTC)I'm sorry for Jenifer and I'm sure it's a problem for you too to learn to deal with a person who just lost someone from their family.
And what's that about teaching? You're giving law classes in Catolic school?
And which state are you from? :)
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