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:: Tuesday, January 14, 2003 ::

first day of classes

AHHHHH.

That's the sound of coming home from 14 hours at school. What a way to start the new semester. Monday was the first day of classes and they went about as well as can be expected. The most noticeable difference from last semester was the fact that people got to class at least 30 minutes before it started to get good seats. That's one of the pitfalls of law school - the dreaded seating chart. Where you sit can determine how quickly the semester flies by, or how looong and drawn out it can be. I think people have realized that certain kids you just can not sit next to. Ones that talk too loud; ones that play solitaire every day(which means you play solitaire everyday b/c you can't take your eyes off other people playing solitaire for some weird reason); those that are on espn.com(again...which means you're on espn.com); and those that simply annoy the fuck out of you. There's this one kid who will go nameless that never turns his cell phone off for lectures. Every godforsaken day, this kid's phone is going off and i swear he acts like it's a big surprise to him. C'mon kid. You're playing with the gadget, showing it off to anyone who wants to see how shiny it is and you honestly don't think to check it's turned off? A few of us have come to the conclusion that he leaves it on intentionally so that he gets attention. You know, the kind of person that wants everyone to know how important he/she is. Whatever. I was in the library until closing tonight and happy to say i got everything done, but walked home to the tune of a nice 20 degrees (probably more like 17 with the wind chill) at midnight.

Oh yea, forgot to mention this gem of a story. So my contracts prof asks for a volunteer to provide an answer to a question from the reading and i, being eager to score some easy participation points, jump at the opportunity. You see, the first few classes in a new semester are the best times to score your participation points b/c the questions are usually gimmes. I provide the right answer and she moves on to ask several other questions, which my fellow classmates who happen to sit behind me (and who i know from last semester) volunteer their answers. Well somewhere between their answers and my staring off into Daydream Springs (population: me) is when the prof springs a question that i didn't quite catch. Of course, she refers back to the last person who volunteered an answer - a very common practice amongst law school profs practicing the socratic method. This happened to be the two middle-aged guys that sit behind me - one we call the cowboy b/c he hasn't let go; the other comic book guy b/c he looks like the character from the simpsons, pony-tail and all. Fucking great, right!!? Nothing for me to worry about since i did my part, despite not hearing the question. Well before i figure out what even happened, these two chumps decide to turn on me by telling the prof that she was talking to me about the original topic and so the prof then focuses her attention on me and i have no clue as to what the question even is. In my best bullshit voice, i blurted out something that sounded good at the time. (Me thinking: "Whew. OK, that might actually worked. Just continue looking confident and she'll simply glance over the comment you just made"). What ensued was this:

Prof: "That's not really what i was looking for."
Me: blank expression
Prof: (shouting)"C'MON! THINK! YOU KNOW THIS."
Me: blank expression
Me: (note to self, remind me to give those two middle-aged ass clowns a piece of my mind after class)

Anyway, the one good thing to come from today is that i scored a bag of chocolates my friend Jess
brought back from her trip to london. I'm not talkin' about no ordinary chocolates. They're english chocolates, which for those of you who are in the know, are far superior in quality. I scored some flakes, some hot chocolate, cadbury's twirl, caramel, and crunchies along with a new one i've never heard of - Muchies/Scoff 'ems. Basically these follow the same layout as old school Rolos. Remember those? They were chocolates in the shape of a cone with its top chopped off and filled with caramelly goodness. Looking back, i don't know how i ate those things. These ones actually have a little cookie bit in the middle of the caramel so it makes the experience that much more enjoyable. Dude, i just spent the past 5 minutes writing about caramelly goodness. I need to get laid.

In closing, dana - you owe it to yourself not to even think it.

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