Sun, Fun, and......Law

Law School SUCKS!!!

It's 3 a.m. and I've been here at the library since 9:30 this morning with only an hour and half break for dinner. I'll be here up until my exam at 9.  I have no idea how I'm even awake at this point...actually I do. It's probably because the majority of the things that I've put into my body today have been filled with vast amounts of caffeine....5 Red Bulls, coffee, highly caffeinated tea. Hopefully that will be enough to keep me up until my exam, at which point adrenaline should kick in and get me through the actual test.  Man does law school suck....

End In Sight...

Slowly but surely the light at the end of the tunnel is becoming clearer through the haze of all the law school bullshit that 1L's have to deal during our future profession’s version of fraternity hazing. The LRW (Legal Research and Writing) memo is done, Torts, Contracts, and Elements are over with only my Civ Pro exam standing between me and two straight weeks of mindless activity that will include unfathomable amounts of sleep and insalubrious alcohol consumption aimed at removing any thoughts of Intentional Torts and Unilateral Contracts from every crevasse in my mind.  Unfortunately, that will have to wait until 12:01 pm on Wednesday, when I walk out of my Civ Pro exam and crack one of the cold beers that will be stowed in a cooler that I strategically place right outside the doorway of my classroom.   My toughest challenge for the next two days will be quelling the rising sense of apathy that is creeping up inside me.  The last exam is always the toughest one to motivate yourself for because your mind starts wandering passed it, imagining how great it will feel to be done.   This was evidenced today as I hardly managed to pull myself off the couch to do much more than grab a drink from the fridge or check my fantasy football team.  Hopefully I'll fight through it tomorrow and go into break with a feeling of satisfaction, knowing that I haven't botched any of my exams too badly.

On Saturday I took my Contracts exam, which was an academic marathon; a four and a half hour essay exam which left my hand feeling like rubber and my mind unable to focus or clearly concentrate on anything for several hours.  On the bright side, my favorite aunt and uncle from my dad's family were in town for several days and I was finally able to meet up with them for dinner after my exam.  With my mom's family living in Germany, my parents in DC, and my dad's fam centered around the New York area, it was nice spending time with some of my relatives.  Most of my meals here have revolved around PF Chang's, Baja Fresh, Pizzeria Sole, and whatever food I'm not too tired to whip up, so going out for an elegant and leisurely meal was just what I needed to recharge.  We went down to Miracle Mile, a fast growing strip of nice restaurants and wedding boutiques (weird combo, huh?) in Coral Gables and ate at Ortanique, a restaurant that fuses classical French cuisine with the tropical flavors that South Florida is famous for.  The result was the best meal that I've had in four months in Miami and probably one of the finest dining experiences that I've ever enjoyed. If any of you are ever down here and have a couple hundred bucks (good food isn't cheep you know) to spare then you should definitely check it out.  I strongly recommend the tuna and the crème brule ;)

On a side note, the Redskins game tonight absolutely sucked.  As usual we played well enough to win but managed to screw it up.  So not only do I have to deal with four friends at school that are diehard Eagles fans, but I also have to spend one day this week wearing a hat from Terrell Owens's website that sports his logo on the front and www.terrellowens.com on the back. The only thing more conceivably painful would be wearing a Red Sox or Dallas Cowboys hat.  In the future I'll have to pick my bets more carefully, using my brain instead of my heart. 

Well that's enough writing for now.  I have to hit the sack with a full day of reading about Personal Jurisdiction and Compulsory Joinder to look forward too.  I fly home on Thursday so hopefully I'll see most of you then...

So close, yet so far away...

There's nothing more depressing that sitting in the nearly deserted undergrad library at 11 pm on a Friday night.  I should be out in the Grove or South Beach, boozing and having fun.  Instead, I'm stuck in the place that has become my temporary home of the last few weeks.  Since before Thanksgiving I've been in here for atleast 8-10 hours a day studying useless first year law school crap that I'll forget by the time I get on the plane next Thursday to fly back home for winter break.  Unfortunatly this will continue to be my sad existence for the next 4 days, 13 hours, and 46 minutes...but who's counting....

1 Down

I had my first my first law school exam today (Torts)...not quite sure how I did.  It's hard to say with these tests and my grade could probably fall in anywhere from B to F.  It was a four hour exam- one hour to read and outline and three to write.  The actual hypo itself was pretty cool-it had to do with the Pacers-Pistons brawl but the questions themselves were quite brutal.  Unfortunately I misunderstood the first question and spent the roughly 30 minutes writing on an unrelated subject and then had to scratch out three pages of blue book writing.  When I discovered my mistake I just about had a panic attack, and as a result I had to rush through the rest of the exam and I honestly can't even remember what I wrote.  The most frustrating part is how much time I spend studying. I studied for eight days for this exam and had so much information tucked into every corner of my brain that when it came time to actually recall particular details for the test I couldn't do it.   Not to mention the fact that we covered and had to learn roughly 800 pages of material but were only tested on about 50 of those pages. Hopefully I didn't fail and I still have three tests with which to redeem myself.

After spending the entirety of the last few days huddle in the same study room in the library I figured that I could use a night out so a group of us headed over to Sunset Tavern, a "college" type bar close to my place. It was so relaxing having a few drinks and thinking about something other than Torts for a change; the last few days I had subconsciously started analyzing everything under Tort rules and no matter what I tried I couldn't stop myself from doing it.  Walking to the cafeteria I almost slipped after stepping in a puddle of spilled smoothie and Drew and I spend the next 15 minutes what Tort actions would have arisen if I had actually fallen.

Thankfully Torts is over, but now I have Elements to look forward to on Tuesday.  However, before that studying can begin there is the not-so- small matter of the ACC football championship game being played here tomorrow; well not really a "championship" game in the traditional sense but if UM beats VA Tech tomorrow we win the ACC and likely go to the Fiesta Bowl.  So Go Canes!!!  Hokies suck!

Anything else??

I spent a fun filled (coughcoughbullshitbullshit) day at the library today, reading and outlining torts from about 10am to 9pm.  Those of you that know me know that one of the things that I hate most in life is studying.  I absolutely can't stand it, and nothing puts me in a worse mood that spending 11 hours in the library learning things that I don't really want to be learning.  So when I finally packed up my stuff and kissed torts goodbye for the night my mood immedialty uplifted and I couldn't wait to get home and crash on my couch to watch some mindless tv for a few hours.  Well as I got closser to my car in the parking lot I noticed that the left side looked abnoramally dirty from a distance so I bent down to take a closer look and almost immediatly realized that it wasn't dirt; it was a  series of thick scratches running along the side  bumper.  Not only that, but the edge of the panel was sticking out, clearly as a result of some jackass being too stupid and inept to be able to properly pull in and out of a parking spot.  On top of  that the person was too much of (insert female body part) to leave his name and number so that I could get his insurance info.  So instead of going home and relaxing I had to go to the campus cops to get a police report for my insurace company and now on top of worrying about exams I have to get my car fixed.....And the hits just keep on comin'.