law school makes me feel lonely. i need someone to keep me company.

Headaches

Okay...i'm bad. I never write. I really want to write. So let's go.

The draft of my appellate brief is due Monday. How much do I have done? Oh...four paragraphs and a decent outline? Sure. But every time I sit down to write something, my mind wanders into drama territority or simply oblivion. Even with having secured a job (ugh, don't get me started on that process) for the Summer, as well as housing in the room I grew up in, I can't motivate myself to do anything but think up scenarios in which I expel people permanantly from my life--including law school in its personified state.

My deal? I'm tired. I'm at that point in the semester where I'm drained and I wanna sleep all day long. I'm also at a point where I walk into that building, get a headache, and then fake amusement. One of my headaches has been most wonderfully MIA lately, which I appreciate. I don't really care why, but I care that people seem to ask me why even though I have made it clear that he and I are not friends nor acquaintances anymore. Explaining this is a headache unto itself. I'm also delighted that headache number two is rarely in the building. It keeps my nausea in check. So this just leaves law school has my headache.

So, how have I decided to deal with this last one? Aversion. Lots of caffeine. Lots of liquor. Bad television. I actually asked my dear writing professor yesterday if I could just not take any classes and quit next semester, to which she told me that I am not allowed to. Other people may, but I am too talented for this. Such bullshit. I'm so drained. I'm so tired of drama. I'm so tired of this city.

Can I sleep now?

Article II, Section 2, Clause 1

on occassion, i affect an arrogant attitude and claim to be better than the rest of the world. sometimes, i'm being fully facetious, but other times, i'm not so sure. today's example:

sitting in this morning's conlaw class, the professor is trying to eke out of various students just exactly what part of Article III a certain judge used to gain initial appellate jurisdiction over a state supreme court. (the pertinent fact is that we were looking at Article III and the case initially dealt with land granted and its status with respect to a treaty). Three different people started to point to Section 1, and statements about suits between citizens of different states doing different things. Finally fed up, I raised my hand and pointed to the part about TREATIES. Yes, people! TREATIES! omg! gasp! the initial subject matter is clearly laid down in the Constitution!

Hey people who don't read before they speak -- please keep your mouth shut in class. You give me a headache.

In better news, it appears as though Top Gunner (link to your right) picked up my suggestion regarding highlighting. I'm proud. My highlighting nemesis sat there with two pages about fifty percent highlighted and continued to engage in such atrocities as the professor pointed to other things during class. I wonder how she is going to tell the difference between what she marked and what is important.

Law school amuses me sometimes.

color me this

i am currently sitting my civil procedure class. i just glanced over to the person sitting next to me and saw her book. not only were both pages nearly fully highlighted, she was highlighting MORE. what's the point of highlighting a whole case? don't you just end up in the same place to begin with?

people are funny.

hangman

i'm not sure i quite believe in the death penalty. i think it borders on excessive in that the person is detained already for life and thus cannot hurt anyone. why kill him when he can no longer threaten the public? i suppose this means i'm not an 'eye for an eye' kind of person either. well, at least not with respect to actual force. revenge should be limited to activities that do not threaten bodily harm.

anyway, my point is that i was fairly unsettled when i pulled up google last night only to find that they had hanged hussein. it's not that i don't feel he was an evil man. i do. i think what perturbed me more was that portions of the world were rejoicing at the fact that he was hanged. it is one thing to be glad that somehow in the middle of war or battle, person X related in Y way to OBL was killed, but fully another to be excited that a man was caught, then hanged for the world to see. the circumstances are just so different that i can't see how someone could allow themselves excitement in a calculated and state-nay, world-sponsered murder. it rubs me the wrong way.

i want my prime rib NOW

my father doesn't know how to do anything on time--especially meals. each time he undertakes a big cooking job--turkey, prime rib--he manages to project a time and force us to eat an hour later. we try not to eat much earlier in the day in anticipation but we simply are left hungry and throwing fits about how this always happens. i just know it's going to happen again, but yet i followed the same pattern. perhaps it is a family tradition?

facebook says...

things get around a law school quickly. within a few weeks you know who hooked up with who during orientation. you know who the class slut and the class sleaze are (sometimes one in the same). you know who not to touch without a 10 foot pole. given this, you would think people would make wiser decisions. but no.


the 1L class sleaze has somehow managed to snag himself a girlfriend in the 2L class. i was under the impression that a good portion of the 2L class knows this kid is sleazy. plus, anyone who knows him can figure out what his goal is and how he will go about achieving it. i figured it out within five minutes of meeting him so i cannot see how she has somehow allowed herself to be charmed by this. i mean, really. we had been there for a semester. everyone already knows everything about everyone else. not only this, she is not unattractive or with a nasty personality. she has CHOICES. gross.

i'm waiting for him to slip. or for her to get an STD. i can't decide which is going to come first.