moody

That’s me. Sometimes I think my mood affects my perception of things. Most of the time I think things affect my mood. I am tired. Law school is full of highs and lows and it just never balances out. There is also a distinct disconnect between why I’m in law school and what law school involves. Only rarely do the two things meet and every time they do I become confident I’m in the right field. So yesterday I got a chance ot talk about child sex offenders. Here’s the interesting thing: I think we have a problem with how these people are treated. I would never advocate sexual abuse. But I think we are violating the rights of some of these people who are accused. We are also violating the rights of those people who have been convicted, served their time, and been released back into society. It is crazy. And it does no good for the children. The most dangerous people to children live in their own home and have never been accused of molesting anyone. And recent cases prove that we don’t protect children better just because we know a person has committed sex crimes in the past. Look at Jaycee Dugard. Or the sex offender on the news right now who had eleven bodies in his apartment. These are terrible crimes, but they are unrelated to the convicted sex offenders who are homeless because of laws restricting where they can live. It’s a fine line. So….its my weekend. I need it. I am taking one solid day off from law school on Saturday. I need to plan a weekend long break pretty soon, before I lose my mind. I hope all my readers have  a lovely day.

Winding down

The semester is coming to a close, and I am realizing just how much time my clinic has taken. We have been working diligently on a major memo over the course of the semester, and I just submitted my “almost final” draft which stands right now at 22 pages. It needs to be revised again, I think once, but maybe twice more. The important thing is it’s almost over. I would like to say that when its done its going to be my finest piece of writing ever. But the truth is that legal writing is not my strong suit. I am better at writing non-legal materials, although I haven’t had any opportunity to do that in some long time now. So – the memo should be my best piece of legal writing ever. So, on this Tuesday evening, I have time left over. And that is encouraging. I will take the evening off and devote tomorrow to getting ahead a little bit. It’s been awhile since I’ve been able to say that. I hope all my readers are having a great week. Good luck to all law students through the hell of a month that November is.

Next Up

One application for the FASPE Fellowship at Auschwitz for the study of professional ethics. Now THAT would be something. I am going to apply, realizing that my chances are very slim.  That is the opportunity of a lifetime. Beyond that? I have finalized my schedule for the spring semester. It is a mixed bag. I have class five days a week instead of four, and I have one crazy day on Wednesday. On the other hand, I am out by noon two days a week. So, what’s on the list? Commercial Law (aka UCC), Law and Medicine, Administrative Law, Medical Malpractice, and the final semester of my clinic. I need to get that health law thing rolling along. I would really like a summer job in the health law field but I need to get my butt in gear if that is going to happen. Other news? Not much. My life has gone crazy, high school has re-entered my life, aka I got into a dispute with a fellow student, and that’s about it. I hope my readers had a great day. Let’s begin the countdown until exams are over, shall we?

law student meets halloween

I don’t need a costume. Simply go another few days without finding time for a haircut and my frazzled look will match the cartoon depictions of electrocution. In other words, I’ve been a little busy and have not been prioritizing my time very well. My children don’t have halloween costumes yet. I really do need a haircut. I need to take ten minutes to take the old nail polish off my own fingers. That is pathetic. They say that in 1L, they scare you to death and in 2L they work you to death. So far, that seems to be accurate.  Do I have anything positive to say? Yes I do. I love law school. I’m having a good time. I’m working hard. I’m doing my share to contribute to the community and to the school, and in the end, I am happy even if I don’t have time to breath. I hope all my readers are having a great week.

All half-ass or half not done?

This week was all half-ass, and I hate it. I hate that I did it. I hate that I had to. And I hate that the only other choice I had was to choose. From my perspective, there was nothing on my list that I could choose to not do. So it all got done bad.

So now I choose. I have exactly one weekend to get something done right. (That needs to happen in between an entire day devoted to negotiation and half a day devoted to a charity event that is, like I said, not a choice.) So I have half a weekend to get something done right. As of now, there are two things on my list. My defense clinic and my research assistant work. Because there is nothing more embarrassing than turning in half-ass junk. So wish me luck. I’ll write again when I can.

Craziness

Defined as the inexplicable physical state of the world as experienced by law students in mid-October. The resulting belief that doom is imminent if one does not miraculously find more time in a day to master the overwhelming quantity of legal information swimming in one’s head. AKA my life. Which has less to do with mastering the material and more to do with finding the time to complete the pure quantity of work that awaits me. I hope all my readers are having a splendid start to their week. I’ll write again soon. (PS, yes, I did make the moot court team, and I am happy about it.)

Midweek Madness

What’s that you say? It’s only Tuesday? Today I arrived at school earlier than I ever have.  I was surprised to see how many people were already there. Apparently what was a very early morning for me is normal for most others. I heard a rumor today that many students at my school abuse Ritalin and Adderal during exam season. I have my doubts, but I am sure I would be the last to know. In some ways, I am oblivious to the obvious. The National Jurist reports on student cheating in the current edition. Again, I have my doubts. I prefer to believe that the large majority of law students are honest and fair in academia as well as in the other aspects of their lives. I really do believe that practicing law is a noble profession and that most people practicing law have integrity.  Cheating would never enter my mind, and that is the truth. If there are students at my school who cheat, I feel sorry for them. Genuine compassion. But I don’t think so. Here’s to truth and justice . . . Have a great day.

Happiness is….

sitting at home on a Sunday night knowing that all my work is done for tomorrow.  Playing Monopoly with a nine year old. Cruising around town in a mint condition Firehawk looking at fall leaves. Having comfortable shoes on. Having all three of my children home for the weekend. Forgetting, even briefly, that money is tight. And………the best news of the week, making it to the final round of moot court! Hope everyone had a great weekend.

Moment of frustration

I wasn’t feeling well today, not even a little. I went to school knowing that I could submit notes in both my classes requesting a pass for the day. Just say I’m not prepared and viola. Truth is, I was a little bit prepared. I just didn’t feel well. So I turned in the notes. The first class went fine. No problem. SECOND CLASS????? Not so much. Why would you call on a person who gave you the note when you said people could turn in a note? Just let me know if you are not prepared. I knew the answer to the question asked but did not know the name of the case. And I said “that is why I gave you the note”.  Probably not my smartest move. I can be a bitch. I don’t mean to be a bitch. But please. I am not two.  So that, my friends, was my day.

I have a busy weekend ahead of me. I did not make Mock Trial. I have higher hopes for Moot Court. Wish me luck.

Oh the news I have…

I get to go on a trip to represent my school in an ABA competition. How cool is that? Now – it won’t be with the mock trial team, because I didn’t make that. More details as time and anonymity permit… No news on moot court yet.

This weekend – I got lots done. All my reading for the week, an outline for all of criminal procedure to date, and an outline for half of tax. Doing the crim pro outline was very helpful. On the parenthood front, however, I am heading into trouble.

I am feeling quite badly about life with sonny boy this week, but tonight I absolutely lost it. Upon his announcement that he is my equal and has the right to talk to me any way he pleases because it is a free country, I reached my tolerance level. For the first time in his recent life, he is grounded. And I amaze myself. The poor kid has nothing left to do. I told him he can spend his time doing schoolwork, studying the ten commandments, and writing.  I took everything else. The TV, the radio, the portable CD player, the guitar, the video game system, the portable video game system, and his jewelry? Yes. His bracelets and belts and other assorted goodies that are borderline appropriate for any kid anyway. I feel bad. I don’t want to break his spirit. But I am not a carpet, and the sooner he learns that the better off he will be. I suppose I could have ended the night without threatening him with Catholic School or Military School if he finds my current methods to be insufficient. Yes. I am having Mommy Guilt. How do I get a 13 year old who has never been easy but always been good to treat me in a respectful way without being disrespectful to him, which is not my intention? Nobody watching me today would believe that I was a parent of the year in my state a few years back, but alas it is true. I need to get back to that awesomeness. Perhaps tomorrow will be a better day.