Showing posts with label graduate school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label graduate school. Show all posts

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Thursday is the new Friday -- in MY mind

Thursday is the new Friday, in my head anyways. Thursday mornings I just want to stay in bed and have a leisurely breakfast with my partner, Todd. Thursday mornings, I just want to take all of the extra time and get to class on my terms. As we know that is not the case. Class still starts the same time, even if my head is on the weekend.

I have fallen in love with the bad coffee in the school's cafeteria. That is serious. I have truly let all of my values fall to the wayside in the now digital, formerly paper, chase.

Here's to hoping the weekend comes fast, bringing with it a crash course with Emily Post.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Surviving the Contracts Midterm

Exhaustion, confusion, and, then, of course, panic. Was it an option agreement? Was it a firm offer? Was it Promissory Estoppel? Don't even both trying to comprehend those terms. Unless you need an attorney, and honestly, for most of you, I hope that never happens. Hiring an attorney, for the average American, usually means something went completely wrong in your life and it needs "fixing". Adlai Stevenson said it best: "Law is not a profession at all, but rather a business service station and repair shop."

Back to Contracts. We did survive the midterm, and we all seemed to survive it rather well. In fact, we gained more than knowledge. We learned who those people are that sit across the lecture room from us. With nearly 100 students in one section, one tends to be territorial with one's friends. That means you typically hang with the students that sit near you. Midterms break down these fictional boundaries. Its the midterms that bring you across country lines. Nothing bonds more than fear and panic -- and bond we did.

Now if you will excuse me, I need to prep those Criminal hypos I have been avoiding for three days.