Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Called out

Whenever people talk to me about law school, they almost always jokingly (I hope) ask, "Is it like Legally Blonde?" I have not seen the movie in quite some time, so I don't remember much of the details, but there is one scene that has stuck with me through the years. It is the scene in which the main character Elle Woods is called on during the first day of school to brief a case for the class. She tells the professor that she wasn't aware that there was an assignment that she had to prepare for and is then promptly asked to leave the classroom by the professor.

In this respect, yes, law school is like Legally Blonde. One of the biggest reasons why students like myself stress out over law school is because of the fear of being called on in class to brief a case (give the facts, holdings, relative legal doctrine, etc. of a case) or answer any questions (usually confusingly worded or very complex) by the professor, and if you are deemed unprepared, you WILL be kicked out of class. How you manage to keep yourself from peeing your pants in utter fear or looking like a complete Neanderthal in front of your peers depends directly on your class prep every night. Now, one may think, "Okay, so do the readings and you're good to go." This is dumb and naive undergrad-type thinking and this sort of thinking will only get you embarrassed.

The cases and case notes that we are forced to read are difficult to decipher, let alone grasp a comprehensive enough understanding to be able to recite in front of an entire classroom. All I can say is that it's a whole different ball-game when you are forced to talk about something that you THOUGHT you understood while trying to sound "lawyerly" at the same time. On top of everything, professors will bombard you with questions like, "And what EXACTLY does in rem jurisdiction mean? How is that different from quasi-in-rem jurisdiction? If so-and-so did THIS instead of THAT, how would that change the outcome? What all was in Justice Brennan's concurrence on this case?" And it goes on, and achingly on. You have no choice but to answer until you are genuinely stumped. At which point you begin to pray silently, "someone please raise their goddamned hand so this mofo will leave me the hell alone!"

So, you don't JUST read; You read critically, desperately analyzing every little sentence until you can't take it anymore and then you read some mo'. The incentive to avoid the suffocation of classroom dead-air brought on by half-assed class prep is VERY strong. If the saying that a lawyer's most valuable asset is her reputation is true, then it is probably best we try not to cultivate a "Omg, what kind of dumbass comes to class unprepared"-type persona this early on in the game.

This whole Socratic method used by all law professors is more troublesome for me than most others. This is so because believe it or not, I get called on in EVERY class since day one. As a matter of fact, I was called on today right after I said to my friend at the beginning of class, "There's no way he's calling on me a fourth time. Nuh-uh, not gonna happen." I think this is largely due to the fact that I am the ONLY Asian female in the class (I think there are a total of 9 Asian students that make up the ENTIRE student body). My theory is that it makes it easier to put the name to the face, creating a sort of natural inclination for professors to call on me, mid-lecturing or right at the start of class.

As a result, I am constantly poring over my reading assignments to ensure that I know every case inside and out (I am still always left unsure about my thoroughness) and coming to class with an almost paralyzing feeling of trepidation. Even my other classmates have noticed that I am always "picked on" by my professors. Although they tease me about it, I can tell that it makes them nervous as they realize it won't be long before their faces are put to their names and they too will have to endure the same torture in the upcoming weeks. Essentially, during every class, I feel like throwing up, and after every class, I stress out about the next class.

However, as often as I am called on I haven't completely struck out yet. Due to my constant apprehension of the certainty of being called on, I am constantly staying on top of my work (I printed out cases to read while on MARTA going to the first GSU football game and while waiting on friends to arrive last Thursday with me and Max's tickets) and therefore am always prepared for class. I guess this is a good thing, but I just hope I don't have a heart attack before all of this is over.

Oh, and I can't lie, I still vividly remember the "bend and snap" scene from Legally Blonde as well. "Is it like Legally Blonde" ... what a bunch of jackasses.


Tuesday, September 7, 2010

JD-bound Joaney

Having been inspired by Max, I think I'll try to keep up with this blog as well.

It has been a while since I've updated and a lot has happened, most importantly is me getting into and having started law school. I'll take the time to get into everything else later.

I've gotten the third week of law school under my belt and I am still alive.

Law school each week can be compared to a thrilling horror movie in which I am one of the stars, who is terrorized from beginning to end, and by Friday, I am triumphant but barely breathing... Kinda like Brandy's character from I Still Know What You Did Last Summer. I'm well aware that this is a stupid analogy, but after three weeks of the most rigorous and challenging work I have ever encountered throughout my entire academic career, it is safe to say that all of my thinking has been devoted to the law and anything else stemming from my brain for any other purpose is pure fried chicken. Like, KFC double-down fried chicken. Any ounce of intelligence that I have must be saved up and sacrificed to the One L Gods (One L, that's what first year law students are called). You can't be wastin' water in the desert, knaamean?

"If law school is so damn hard, then why are you taking time out to blog?"

To answer that asinine question, I say it is to keep myself sane. I have decided that outside of law school, I will dedicate myself to two things and two things only: ALTA Fall tennis season and writing for leisure.

I have chosen to keep up with tennis because it is my favorite sport and I always end up hating myself for not keeping up with in the past whenever I have let a season go by without picking up my racquet. It'll keep me healthy and competitive outside of the classroom.

Writing for leisure is important to help me decompress without resorting to watching mindless television or stabbing myself in the eye. Writing helps me vent and allows me to discuss what I want to discuss outside of the demanding world of law school. I am constantly writing up case briefs for class and I think it'd be nice to write about other things, keeping myself a well-rounded writer. Or, what would most likely happen is that I end up muddying my writing skills by switching between professional and casual writing...eh, who knows?

Despite how I have made it seem, law school has been pretty exciting; it's nothing like I've ever done before and I hope to do well. I'll be keeping whoever reads this thing posted on my progress or demise. Seriously, I'll be more than happy to turn out like Brandy at the end of the movie--she may be covered in scratches, bruises, cuts and blood, but at least she's alive, dammit!

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Shoulda known...

Image: johnny's bird from Knighttcat

Last night was the first night I had spent with Percy since she's been back from Indonesia and it was also the first night in some time that all the ladies got together to unwind. We ended up having much more fun than we had bargained for, so naturally I am feeling like shit and a half today.

Go figure, Percy's back in town and I have a crippling hangover on a Tuesday morning at work.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Gotta risk it to get the biscuit



If you couldn't tell, my cousins and I put together a ghetto-ass craps table to practice our gambling skillz on the fourth of July. We may not have barbecued, set off fire works or anything else pertaining to this patriotic holiday, but we sho-nuff got our pre-Vegas game-faces on. As a matter of fact, my cousin Jacinta even did a trial-run on my crazy hair to get it ready for Vegas.

Doesn't it look gawgeous?

In other non-Vegas-related news, I am really sick. BUT, I went to work today anyways because after taking the day off yesterday, I was so bored and miserable, I didn't think I could bear another day sitting around the house, feeling sick with nothing to do and NOT making money. It sounds crazy, but I'd rather be sick and busy than sick and restless.

On the plus side, I caught the Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations marathon on the Travel Channel. If you didn't know--I am in love with that man. So articulate, sexy, daring, and tan... Makes my heart swoon...

Bah, enough fantasizing! I need to make that green so I can double (maybe triple) my earnings in Vegas!


Monday, June 28, 2010

Looks like someone's got the case of the Mondays...


I don't know whether I should just laugh or take 4 baby aspirins...

Ah well, it wouldn't be a true Monday at the office without a lovely, drugged-out, mobile home park tenant acting up.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Cheers.

Alexa Chung. Image from Knighttcat.

Here's to the most relaxing weekend I've had in some time.

I took 7 naps within 3 days.

Had a late-night dinner with a good friend eating a chorizo quesadilla.

Watched Drag Me to Hell for the third time (new favorite campy-scary movie) and It's Complicated for the second (I love Steve Martin with all of my heart).

Polished off two bottles of wine with two other friends, poolside. At midnight.

Weekends like this don't make me feel too bad that it's Monday today.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Oh PHO sho!


Just grabbed some lunch with Mollie at VN Pho on Jonesboro Rd (3 minutes from where I work). We both ordered beef pho, but we seasoned our respective bowls so differently. She piled on the sriracha sauce and bean sprouts while I put in an obscene amount of thai basil and just a dash of hoisin sauce. Isn't it kinda cool that two people can order the exact same dish but have two entirely different eating experiences? I dunno... seems interesting to me.

In other non-food-related news, I am super excited about the AA Flea Market event at Atlantic Station tomorrow! Best believe I'll be up bright and early, ready to throw some bows on these bitches! Those over-priced-but-ridiculously-comfortable basic knits are MINE!

Friday, June 4, 2010

Oh my starry-eyed surprise

Madewell's constellation tee. Mesmerizing. Gimme gimme.

Tonight I am heading to my home girl Priscilla's to eat and drank. I cannot wait to cap off this crazy-ass week with copious amounts of wine and other various spirits.

Quick shout out to Max: Congrats on killin' that audition! I wish I could watch you in the MAIN ROOM at the Comedy Store!

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Food porn




Within the past few weeks, my cravings for Mexican food (namely delicious tortas) has been pretty much out of control and Thao and Max have been along for the ride. Here are some pretty cool places that I have tried out so far:

1. Cow cheek and tongue tacos and tortas at La Oaxaquena Taqueria in Jonesboro are insanely good. Not to mention, they have the best flan I have ever tasted (and I consider myself to be a Flan-connoisseur of sorts).

2. The marinated pork torta at Casa del Pollo right across the street from where I work in Forest Park is amazing. I love that they added pineapple chunks along with the pork and Gorgonzola cheese. SO GOOD. The quesadilla, however, was pretty weak. As you can see from the pic, it's all filler and no killer.

3. Even though Las Tortas Locas is a chain that has been around for some time, Thao and I decided to give it a try for the first time last weekend and gave the Buford HWY location a visit--and were pleasantly surprised. While these fast-food versions didn't quite stack up with other restaurant-quality sammiches, it still hit the spot. Thao's carne asada torta had a really nice kick to it.

Stay tuned for more food porn!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

'Bout to bag it up

I realize that Urban Outfitters is the devil, but I need their leather bucket bag. I have been searching furiously for a slouchy and soft bucket bag to tote all of the my crap around and this one fits the bill. Plus, the convertible straps allow me to turn this bad boy into a knapsack when required. Simply irresistible!

Oh, and Max's stay in ATL turned out to be ridiculous fun. I'll consider posting pictures later.