Winding Down

So the semester is coming to an end. Which means review questions. Which means lots of review classes. They are helpful, but at the same time when I understand something, I'm like okay stop talking... I want to talk about what I don't understand. Rather than beating a dead horse to another death. Gah. Except wait you can't kill someone/something twice. Yup that is something we have talked about. 

I am kind of excited for the semester to be over. Finals last about 3 weeks, but it is only 4 tests. There are 3-4 days between each test. So its kind of like, study your brains out, take a test. Study, take a test. It's kind of a break I guess. I start summer school right after finals are done. So that will be interesting. But when summer school is done I have a little over a month of working 15 hours a week, which is like a mini vacation as well. I'm trying to get some sort of a light at the end of the tunnel. 

I'm dreading studying for Civil Procedure. I haven't learned ANY of it this semester. Partly my fault, partly the fault of the nincompoop professor who refuses to actually teach. So I have a semester's worth of Civil Procedure to learn in 4 days. I don't even want to think about it. 

I realize I haven't posted any professor quotes in awhile so here are the latest: 

Sometimes I think, does that make sense, yes it does. Oh wait no it doesn't  Then I get a headache for like a half an hour. So just don’t think about it.

Older student in class says—sorry I’m kind of senile. Prof says: no I’m older than you so that doesn't work.

You can’t deflect it; I’m looking right at you.

Don’t you miss me? Of course you do, I can’t say the same for me.

Huge Thunder noise… “Don’t worry you’re safe in here.”

It feels weird being in jeans.

I can sue him; I can sue that son of a bitch.

Professor is talking about how he dislikes the Jeffersonian interpretation and how it comes into the 14^th Amendment. BIG thunder clap. “God’s a Jeffersonian. I still stand by what I said though.”

You Betcha—that’s technical talk.

It’s like Downton Abby telling your servants what to do.

I am not going senile I refuse to acknowledge it God Damn it!

Then we will talk about the dormant commerce clause, snaps his fingers above his head, ummm kay.

I’d like to blame my secretary but actually I did this myself.

That’s a long ass question.

Does anybody want to fight me? Well don’t cause that’s the law.

Preparing for Oral Arguments

Finished my folder just a few minutes ago. 23 Case Summary Cards. I made it backwards/upside down because I forgot when you flip index cards the cases are upside down. but whatever, it'll work. 

Wish me Luck!

Updates...

I apologize for not updating recently. Life has been very crazy the last few weeks. So lets see where to begin. 

Easter went well. Went with my boyfriend's parents to a brunch thing. The food was good, and we had fun. Then we watched Zero-Dark-Thirty. It was okay. Not as fantastic as I was hoping. 

My nephew was born on 4-1-13. I went to see him and help my brother get settled in the apartment. It was crazy. My nephew is beautiful. I hope his mom and him move far away from my brother, who I am confident is loco. 

The Appellate Brief was due on Monday April 8. I'm so glad to have it done. 30 pages. Shorter than my senior seminar but much harder to do. I have my oral argument tomorrow, which is a bit nerve racking. Well a lot nerve racking. I have the stomach flu. I'm doing good if I can make it through one class 50 minutes before I have to run to the bathroom. Its really not fun. I need to be better by tomorrow. Or at least from 1-3 tomorrow. I still have to make my folder, and well do everything. I've accomplished like nothing. Ewww. Its going to suck. 

I have my Basic Legal Research final on Monday. There is an optional review today at 1. I'm hoping to stay healthy enough to make it through. Gah I just want to go home. 

Well my professors have been saying some pretty interesting things so here are some more quotes: 

War on Terror. War on Hunger. War on Drugs. There are a lot of wars going on buddy.

I have a piece of wisdom for you; you will never make money betting optimistically on the Cubs.

Did the lights go out or was that a cloud? Or am I going to stroke out? If I stroke out class is not dismissed you have to take care of me, that’s an implied condition here.

Today I’m going to attempt to teach you attempt.

Amanda you look upset what’s wrong? I’ve been researching conspiracy and I’m contemplating stuff, sorry my mind was wondering. Well it’s a good thing it was wandering in here… and not contracts. Could you imagine wow that girl is really thinking about the UCC 2-202….

Some people work in Mexican Restaurants, others rob banks…

Moral of this story, never leave your husband alone. He might decide to rob a bank. People have interesting fantasy lives.

Why did we have a TV show called Friends? These are the real friends, instead of just sleeping with each other they shoot each other.

MPC 2.02 this is supposed to haunt you in your dreams.

Don’t start drinking in the morning until you’ve had at least 30 years in practice. Then it will come naturally.

I’m finally getting it don’t mess with my head.

Guy yawns in class… poor thing tough weekend? No the weekend ended 2 days ago.

If only criminals would all use Toyotas or Hondas. Nobody would be able to find them because they all look the same. Oh is that a racist comment? (ya she really said this... wow) 

I just lied because I wanted to ruin his life. 

Stateville

Today I went to Stateville, Maximum Security Correctional Center. It was amazing. I was a little (lot) scary and at times I kind of just wanted to cry... but I didn't, and I looked and was just inspired. I'm not sure I want to be a public defender after today, Prosecutor definent possibility. But after seeing those men today, after the cat calls, after being openly jerked off to (that's what the guard said they were doing, why they darkened the rooms in the round). I'm not sure I want to defend those people... but at the same time I think of the wrongly accused, the not guilty, the innocent and think about them living in Stateville. and well that is disgusting. If you ever get the chance to go to Stateville, go. Open your eyes to a part of the world you only see on TV. It's literally another world. 

The Round House

Sky View of the Prison 

View of the cells in the round house

An Important Day

As a strong advocate of LGBT rights, I wanted to share with you some amazing audio:

Proposition 8

I am excited to see how it comes out. 

Quotes from Class

I feel like I haven't posted quotes from class in a bit... so here goes

When Going over Midterm Exam: How is it going? How ya doin’? I’m trying to read the room… is this a suicidal moment?

Professor is going to Key West for spring break… discussing his fishing with the new developments of sharks off the coast… I say “You could catch a shark and put it in your office”… he says “no lawyers…sharks… professional courtesy not to do that…”

People who did not study grammar end up committing crimes… I see the connection.

If you like the sound of emergency vehicles… move to a senior center area, always a house for sale. My sister lives there, she went there looking for men… they are all dead.

Never get into a subway car if the only other person is a middle aged white man, because he may kill you.

We read those admissions essays… All I want to do is just serve the poor… Thank You Pope Francis. 

You are in a classroom full of people who have only gotten straight A’s. Now they are sharks. Not everyone can get an A, you’ll get eaten. Shoot the guy who got the perfect score, that’ll take care of the curve, sorry you know I love criminal law.

So you all learned a new Lithuanian word today. Bullshitius. It is what you will do in your careers, and on your exam. 

Morning From Hell

Got up at about 5:20. Checked email to see if Stateville was in lock-down. Checked thermostat, temperature 61 degrees. Brrr. Turn up heat. Get showered and all dressed up in my suit. Head outside. Wind-chill -4 degrees. BRRRRRRRRRRR. Drive to school, pay $5 to pay in visitor parking. Scurry over to the law school, put my bag in my locker and head over to the bus. It is now 7:00 AM.

Get on the bus. Bus is chilly, but not bad. Wait until 7:20 for bus to leave. During this 20 minutes the bus randomly shut off 2 times, but it didn't seem to bug the driver so whatevs. Bus pulled onto the road. Bus stopped working. Bus has now travelled about 100 feet. Bus pulled over, driver called for new bus. Sit on bus about 10 minutes waiting for new bus, without heat. Its freezing.

Get on new bus. The "new bus" is about 50 years old, and the seats are like an OLD school bus, and FREEZING. Bus gets back on the road, follows old bus to bus garage. Bus driver goes to get Ipass. Door won't open. Spends a few minutes fiddling with the door to make it open, goes and gets the pass. Gets back on, and we are on the road for real. It is now 7:45, we have about 1.25 hour long drive to get there, and about 1 hour to do it in. Okay.

Get on the interstate. Bus driver gets a phone call. Classmate checks her email on her smart phone, Stateville is in lock-down. Bus driver gets off on the next exit. Does not just get back on the I going the other way, that would be logical. Nope. Takes us home the scenic route, through pot-hole ridden roads. Did I mention we are on a freezing cold, old bus. Bounce, bounce, brrrr.

Get back to school. It is now 8:30ish. Get in my car, drive home. My apt seems colder. Text landlord to see what is up. A boiler is out. They are working on it. My apt is now 58 degrees. I'm baking and boiling water to create heat.

Worst of all? I don't get to go to Stateville any more. :'( And I'm cold!