My shitty day 8.30.2006

Can I just tell you that so far up until yesterday, I had been pretty darn happy and in a good mood even when I had to be at school at 7:50 to park. I even slept in my car for an hour Monday because I was so early--It was so comfy, I just crawled in my backseat.
Well anyways....until yesterday which was horrible. It started out me waking up sans alarm. I was like hmm why am I not tired and why is my alarm not sounding off. I look at the clock and it says 10:20. "OH SHIT! I had class at what time today? Did I miss one or more than one??! " These were the thoughts running through my head. Normally I do not worry about what time class is becuase I am there at 7:55 and always early. Therefore, I never worry about being late to class. Well, today was an exception and I could not find my schedule. I proceeded to run to my closet throw on pants and a t-shirt and flip-flops, brush my teeth, grab my bag and RUN. Since my elevators at my apartment are ghetto and arguably the slowest in the United States, I did not risk taking the elevator and instead proceeded to run down the stairs. I called Jesse from the stairs hoping he'd let me know when class was. Then I got in my car and called my mom asking what to do. She didn't offer much insight or guidance and it left me feeling worse and frustrated. I hurried to campus, bypassed the law parking lot because I knew it would be full and tried to find a place in the many parking lots on Michigan. NO LUCK; by that time, I did find out class was at 10:20 and luckily my clock in my room is like 20 minutes fast almost.
So I got to campus in my car by like 10:05ish. I tried to park for like 10 mintues with no luck and finally saw a parking garage. I pulled up and asked the man if I could just pay and park because I was late. He was like you can park for free, you have a pass, but you better hurry. I proceed to gun it and go pretty damn fast in the parking deck. I went allll the way to the top before finding a place. I again followed my logic of not taking the time for an elevator and proceeded to run down 4 flights of stairs. I tried to run all the way to the building with no luck, I got winded before the law parking lot. DAMN! Finally I made it to the lawschool, went up two flights of stairs and tried to quietly walk into class like 5-10 minutes late. It worked, I found a seat in the back and then we got a seating chart so I will be forever stuck there... the rest of the day wasn't that horrible but I forgot to put the Italian beef on because I was in such a hurry and during lunch I was so out of sorts that I could not do anything but think about how I was late. Later in the day, in my last class before I went home--granted I only had two that day--I some how managed to get pen on my neck...

After that the day arguably got much better, dramatically better infact. I made dinner which was theraputic, had Jesse over and did not think about my shitty day the rest of the night.

NOTE: I for sure made sure my alarm was set and on before going to bed; won't ever let that mistake happen again!

8.27.2006

My mind is always thinking about law-even though law school just started. I watched the Simpsons with Jesse the other day and wouldn't you know...it had to do with law. Just little things throughout the day make me think of law even if I'm not at school or not trying to think about it. But me not being at school during the week is highly unlikely. Monday- Friday I am here from 7:55- 2:05 at the earliest...that being only Wednesday the rest I am there till at least 3 or 5:20. It's a huge ajustment going from college which was all spread out all over the campus for classes to law school in one building with everyone for the entire week--its almost like returning to highschool. I have an expectation that my weekends will soon be filled with studying...I did study this weekend but I am gonna take a wild guess and say that each weekend that passes I will have less and less time to nap or be lazy.

Can you say pumpkin festival? I better be able to come home for that, I am in serious need of pumpkin icecream and apple cider slushes and Kim talked about it today so now I'm craving pumpkin...


But since I blogged the other day, there must be a reason for me blogging now, right? I suppose...I just wanted to impress on you that its wierd living in Indy. Yesterday, I had issues with feeling old and all grown up when I went grocery shopping fast at Kroger. Someone stopped me asking about my kids and pets making messes and I was like sorry, I don't have any. Then the followed back by saying well your husband probabaly does and I did not know what to respond back so I said, "Not so much" and continued walking-perhaps at a more rapid speed- then I went to check out when I finally decided I got everything I came for. Which I really didn't and I am realizing more and more things I forgot as we speak. Ok so I got a little sidetracked there....I went to check out and this big black man started talking to me. At first I just thought he was going to say hey and a little comment about the weather but nope, he was trying to hit on me. And let me tell you this man was pretty old- at least in his 40's- AND was talking about his two sons and having to raise then alone because his wife died last year and how he wanted someone to help him. The kids mind you, I met them, were 13 and 15. Bigger than me! I dunno, from now on when I go to the store I am going to keep my head down and not look up or be on the phone the entire time to avoid those situtations. Note to self- don't smile as much when alone in the city!




PS. When does everyone plan on coming to visit?? I know you want to; Kim I know you can't wait for the zoo and Jenni don't even try to say I never invited you.

My first week as a 1L

My first week has not been as scary as the 2-4Ls had made it out to be. I am glad I had not yet read the entire 1L book because I hear it scares you. They suggest reading it after the year because you will appreciate everything the author went through. Well let me tell you, if I was supposed to get scared this week, I really didn't. I do realize I will have to work my butt off and I realize that I will study more than I have ever done so in the past. And reading..I know I will be reading all the time. Thats alright, I think I can handle that but I know it will get overwhelming already. I did love how my Property teacher talked about balance like other teachers had but then she showed a picture of a cute little baby and said everyone needs a Henry...well Drewber is my Henry and will soon be my screen saver and background on my computer so anytime I am overwhelemed I will see the cutest thing in the world. Even if he does run away from the phone when I am on it : )

This week went semi-fast. Tonight we have a mentor-mentee picnic and then people are going to the Distillery which is a big law school hang out I hear. I am not sure how much free time I will get on weekends since studying will consume a good chunk but I hope to hang out with people and go to the grocery store.
PS. it is not the same living alone because I do not force myself to eat. I miss my Amber and 'family dinners'. I need to get better about the whole cooking for one issue and I will just give me a week or so or until I lose the weight from Costa Rica. I really do like taking notes in class on a computer but let me tell you the temptation to use aim and go on the internet to check email is tempting. I will get back to my case briefing now so I am prepared to rock Contracts and Property if I am called on....

1L

You will be happy to note that I am keeping up with the blog for those of you (ahem my sisters and parents) that love it so much. So, the only big news in my life is starting my first year of law school.

And I will have you note that everyone in law school refers to us and themselves (if a first year student) as 1Ls. It is different from undergrad for many reasons, all the rooms are like U shaped. 4/5 of students have laptops and you dont have to move buildings for other classes. With that said, it also is crazy crazy crazy trying to park in the morning. And since you are in that building all day, you better get there by 8 am to park, I dont care if your class does not start till 11---still be there. Another big thing that scares people supposedly is being called on, oh the nervousness that people feel worrying about being called on. MY question is what if you just say ' I dont know'. The teachers kind of answered that today and you are just supposed to try or email them before class and say I didn't prepare so they dont call on you. Given that, my professors did not believe in Passing...can you pass in the courtroom- didn't think so!

I do have a quote that I just loved and will have to share with my Doctor for home when I go home again: When you profession was bleeding George Washington, mine was drafting the Constitution.

Back on topic...again Indy is totally different from undergrad in Champaign. For starters where are the buses that go all over campus? Why are books way over $500. Are there bars that actually have plastic cups and are college like? I ask myself this quite often, probably because I live alone and it gives me something to think about, but also because its such a different experience than what I am used to in Chambana or Motown, Illy.

I think that is enough babbling for day one and while it does feel good to procrastinate, don't think I will have much time to do so as I did in Costa Rica...back to reading. If your real lucky I might even share some interesting cases with you...so be on your best behavior! MUAH!

My last week in Monteverde: Reflection

Well the last week passed way faster than I could have imagined. While I was excited to see my family, take bubble baths and eat real food, I was also sad to see everyone that I had become so close with go. I too was going...but to a place far away from everyone else. They were either heading to Maryland or staying in Costa Rica (Anibal for example). The day of presentations I am so glad is behind us, but the clean-up day and our goodbye dinner makes me sad when looking back. Clean-up day me and Asia went on the Canopy Tour-which was AMAZING...then we went back and cleaned up, I tried to climb a strangler fig and fell. I have bruises still to prove it.
Asia, Tracee and I went to the reserve to return a shirt that Tracee needed to with Anibal and then I went home. It was so sad becuase I knew this would be one of the last times I could take pictures of my family, so I snapped away. I took videos of everyone and their cute saying and I even was cruel and took one of their mute aunt Latia. When we went to dinner it was so cute becasue my mom got all dressed up and so did the kids. My little brother is so cute and I miss him and he wore that little vest thing- I am sure you have seen or will see in the pictures. At dinner I took more pictures. Anibal's nephew and Sadee's son- Fabion was playing by me and trying to climb my chair. Then he got my fork and pounded it on the floor...aww Fabi! Well the food was not the greatest at Palmera's but it was decent. We got a ride back home from Anibal since my family does not have a car. We played Uno and then I went to bed. The morning was almost like any other which is sad and then I had to leave. Josue walked me to the institute and when I asked him what he was going to do that day after I left he said "I don't know, cry?". I will never forget that. I miss him so much and when we said goodbye at the institute he was crying. I was crying and I kept giving him hugs, finally I said go before I cry more. OH my little friolito!

Cameron was being a pain the whole bus ride and I was tearing up because I was sad we were laeving. We ate at this garden place on the way to San Jose and then got to the hotel. We went to the central market to shop. I didn't find anything but it was interesting to be there. We got back to the hotel and got in the hot tub and drank. We wanted to order pizza but it was going to take 2 hours so we went there. Michael and Enmanuel and a girl that I forget her name went. We went out to the bars to celebrate Tracee's bday after that. The Pueblo was where we ended up and it was a cluster of around 15-20 bars right in an area. It was super fun, Tracee, Kameron and I got on stage with the male and female dancers and danced. WOW I made an ass out of myself. After it seemd like everyone else wanted to leave and they ended up leaving. Tracee and I stayed and so did Michael, Enmanuel and that girl. Apparently we find out later that girl was Enmanuel's gf? I dunno he didn't act like it but she sure acted jealous like it. She ended up leaving but returning 3 different times before leaving for good and going back to the hotel. We stayed for a few hours more, went to the casino. Caused a rucuss when Tracee dumped her bag with CARDS on the floor and tried to reach to pick it up. BIG MISTAKE....don't touch the floor only the pit boss can. They stared at us after that and kept an eye on us all night. We made the place fun and had several different dealers. We each ended up winning 10 dollars in Rummy which is a cheaper version of blackjack. I tried to eat on the floor and they said no, so I was like well he's doing it and pointed. They promptly removed that man's food as well. We got free food, free Drinks...and won money. We finally went back to the hotel and the gf was pissed I think. OPPS! Oh well, we went to the hot tub and chilled. I had a fight with Cameron and I thought I would never talk to his ass again. Later I really wanted him to realize how upset I was about the whole situation so I went back and talked to him again. FOR A LONG TIME...I did not allow him to do his let me talk...NO let me talk! We were still talking when it got light out about 5:30 and the founders of the Institute--who rode our bus down--came down to leave and check out. I ended our convo and went to bed. The next day we went to a t-shirt place and lunch and dinner at an Indian place called the Tajmahal. It was nice and then we went back and chilled. We had to get up and go to the airport at 5:30. It was super sad saying bye to Tracee when she left to go to see her mom and to Anibal at the airport. I got to sit between Asia and Cameron on the plane and can't think of a better way to end the trip....OH YEAH, they missed their connecting flight because our luggage came late and we still had to go thru customs. Long story short I didn't get to say a good goodbye and I am sad but that's okay. I had a cute boy in front of me on my plane and he kept turning around to talk to me. He was adorable but loud so I showed him postcards and pictures in efforts of shutting him up and so he didn't scream anymore. I arrived 30 mintures or so late and was greeted by my parents, KIM, Drew! I was surprised and so happy to be home. AND that my friends is all she wrote!