torts- not tarts.
As usual I am taking a small break from law school to update all on my life. Firstly, I’ve decided that torts are actually NOT tarts. My professor is a baller. Besides the fact that he is a very old orthodox Jew (not really the norm for baller status), he’s a baller. First, he responds to me via iPhone. I don’t even HAVE an iphone. baller. Then his class is great. He’s...
i don’t understand about.. diamonds and why men buy them. what’s so...– fiona apple
emergency preparation: blanket forts.
ahhh finally done briefing my civ. procedure cases. and I think I understand them! RAD. Today I was entirely overwhelmed with the amount of school work I have to do. which, I mean that’s law school, right? but still when I sat in the library and only got through about fifty pages (I was there for about 4 hours), and I have several cases to read, notecards to make, breakfasts to attend. Law...
…is actually, more terrifying than my case book right now. or my first week of law school. first an earthquake (which, uhm, not going to lie I thought was my dishwashing machine going crazy for like 10 seconds). now, “hurricane.” weather people are know to exaggerate such things, but I wouldn’t be facing this in Ohio. …and I am taking comfort in my case book. ...
friendS are made when I try
so perhaps chatting on my cellphone to my friends back home before and after class, while it may seem cool, is not a good idea. when it comes to making friends, anyways. so today, nervous nelly though I am… I tried NOT to do that. and rather.. tried to be friendly. it worked! turns out I don’t smell or anything like that. I have a standing dumpling lunch with one of my...
torts are tarts(not the good kind)
Today, I finally felt confused by my readings. Crim law. check, not too bad Legal writing, pretty good intro, not at all complicated Civ Pro.. lots of work, but not too bad. Torts… ut oh. I spent about 4 hours last night trying to figure out: a. why anyone would care about the intent of a six year old, b. why a mean old lady would sue a six year old for damages, when he CLEARLY did...
yoga for the body, mostly for the mind*
First of all I want to say that it is REALLY, extraordinarily rad to have a Trader Joe’s right up the street. This morning I took my coffee maker from the boyfriend’s apartment and brought it to mine… only to realize that I didn’t have coffee. ahhh durrr. no problem! after my legal professionalism class I headed RIGHT over there and grabbed coffee. They have New Orleans...
last night was my first night in my new place… yay!! Let me just say that this apartment is beautiful. It’s big with lots of “natural light” (I really really like natural light) and there is a dishwasher and my very own bathroom! The neighborhood is gorgeous- there is a Trader Joe’s right up the street, CVS, Rite Aid and tons of quaint little shops. Also a...
today has been a day of days. I started out just doing laundry and packing and organizing my things, totally planning on taking a car to my apartment tomorrow. well, things kind of fell apart in that respect. A car was expensive. I also DONT have a driver’s license. (this is probably one of the only times in my being where I REALLY REALLY REALLY wished for one). So I decided to take the...
musing in the coffee shop (aka a tiny break)
Today I decided to go out on my own, and look for a coffee shop that I read about online called “Sit and Wonder”. Other than finding the name absolutely, absurdly great, I wanted to kind of branch out from the usual starbucks/ Park Slope stroller crowd. Only.. there were a couple problems with this. 1. I entered the wrong starting point address on Google maps and it was in the...
guten morgen, wir freuen uns sehr!
today. I will NOT NOT go to Starbucks but rather go to another coffee shop unique to Brooklyn. even if I have to take the subway. Preferably the coffee shop preferred by my celebrity crush. Though he prefers blonds which I am very very far from. still it never hurts to break out of the comfort zone.
this feeling has not changed. →
this feeling has not changed. Even though sometimes I kind of despair. Like, really despair. but… then you call me from the top of mountain. so come back please. It’s not home without you.
the mysterious feeling of being a student.
hello books. hello reading. hello, hello, hello! highlighters. these past two weeks I have been delving deeper and deeper into my school work. wait, let me refrain PRE school work. This is where the “jura” aspect of Essen, Jura, Denken comes in. Lots of jura (which means law in German). I got a book of German fairy tales from the library that has been gathering dust in the...
sick days as a grown up? kinda cool
My body KNEW a fever was coming from this infection I’ve been dealing with for the past four days. How else would it have forced me away from Shark week to brave the Brooklyn Public Library and come home with an enormous stack of books? My body knows what’s up. I don’t feel terribly terribly bad, just bad enough to sit in bed and try to flush everything out with a gallon of...
What other people think of me is none of my business.– Wayne Dyer (via genneva)
My best friend is super far away. I mean she doesn’t live in another state. I mean she doesn’t live in a country that’s close by, or even easily pronounced. I mean she lives in a country that has extremely archaic ideas about women, gays and education. Amongst other things. She is in the Peace Corps. And she is literally changing lives. I know it sounds dumb and rather cliche.....
OK I didn’t HAVE a bad day at all this is really for last week.. but when I DO, it would be nice if these were staring me in the face, instead of my milk, which is more often than not, already spoiled. or just a bottle of champagne. For mimosas. Just one mimosa. Just one. To celebrate my new self control. of just one to two drinks. Or maybe it would be better if these cartons had just enough...
bullies & manhattan
New York is a study in compare and contrast. Today, I managed to make it to Manhattan after endless readings about laws (there is lots of reading concerning the law, none of it terribly fun, all of it quite interesting- I’m in love already). I needed to find a book- a tiny volume called “The Buffalo Creek Disaster” (no no, not about Natives, I know, the bookstore person asked me...
I like to compare running to things. And I’ve been doing rather a lot. of running. more eating than running really, but still if I’m doing the running I might as well acknowledge it, right? Right. So let’s compare things to running. The city, for example. At first you don’t WANT to wake up out of bed and conquer the sometimes overwhelming and rude thing that is the city....