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I’m Finished!

I turned my last paper in yesterday and I am officially finished with law school.  I mean, I guess there is a chance I might have to fix some things in my paper – or that I failed my exams – but hopefully I am finished. 

And now I don’t rightly know what to do with myself. 

Last night was tons of fun.  I didn’t lose anything and I made it safely home to my own bed in one piece.  Overall, the night was a success.   My head hurts.  I was the first customer to traverse the zaxby’s drive thru this morning and it was beautiful.

Speaking of beautiful – it is absolutely gorgeous outside today.  I should totally be outside.  But I’m still a touch under the weather so I’m not. 

I just watched the first half of the two part pilot episode of the A team.  And I’m officially obsessed.  I’m waiting for the other half to download.   The pilot is titled – Mexican Slayride.  Yay!

Speaking of downloading television shows on itunes, does anyone else think it is ridiculous that half hour shows cost the same as shows that are a full hour?  I refuse to buy episodes of shows such as scrubs because I have to pay full price for only half an hour. 

Did I mention that I’m through with law school?  I’m forever validated.  So if six months from now I decide I want to go work on a cruise ship as a cocktail waitress, people couldn’t say I never did anything with my life.  If I never accomplish another thing for the rest of my life, at least I accomplished this.  No one can ever say that I don’t follow through with things or that I’m afraid of hard work or that I’m lazy.  Is there something wrong with me that I feel like this?  Hmmm….

I am so glad that other law schools make you just as crazy as this one does. 

Please.  PLEASE – click on this link.

I’m at the point in my paper where I am making stuff up and saying things like, According to Professor Ron Carlson…..and quoting right out of his  book.

I love making stuff up. 

I hate the bluebook.  I thought I had burned mine after first year – but after some digging I found it this morning. 

Dang.  Pray for me. 

So, here I am, on my last sunday to ever be studying for law school.  Things aren’t going as great as they could be, I mean, I could be finished already, but they could be going worse.  It is raining, so I don’t want to be outside.  But I really hate scientific evidence at this point, so I REALLY don’t want to be writing my paper either.  Maybe I’ll print some stuff out for my take home final I’m going to fail tomorrow.  Maybe. 

Betsy came to visit me last night.  It was awesome.  We had a couple of mint juleps in honor of the derby

My hair is falling out.  I don’t understand.  I mean, I have TONS of hair, so it isn’t really a problem or a concern, but it just doesn’t normally fall out in such large quantities.  It might be the fact that I stopped brushing it a couple of weeks ago and so when I do actually wash it, it just seems to be falling out more.  Who knows.  All I do know is that it is annoying. 

Jessica came to study with me in the annex today.  We have some great study stories.  I’m always pretty good about post to the ol’ blog during exams.  So here are some old exam posts of the past:

First Year:

That time I failed my contracts exam…
Bad things to do during finals…
That time I came really close to losing my mind…

Second Year:

A gush about law school (Like I said, I’m delusional)
Handstands and Con Law
Scattered Thoughts
The time I might have actually lost it
When I don’t get out enough
Thoughts on Failing
Making peace with the security guard
Recovering from Evidence
When the Runaway Bride made me feel better about my life for a second

Third Year

What exams do for my decision making skills

Oh how the days run together
The beauty of being finished

Good lord, I have problems.  What am I doing?  I have GOT to get to work and stop distracting y’all from all the important things y’all should be doing.  I’m a bad influence on everyone.  If you don’t want to read about finals and instead would like a sampling of the interactions of my friends and family, this post should clear up any questions you ever had about my personality. 

This is my favorite kind of rain.  The sudden downpour with thunder and lightening and possible hail that happens on warm afternoons. 

This is the kind of rain that makes me want to play in puddles.  Although – this is not a safe activity.  But I love the warm summer rainstorms with huge drops and blowing sheets – when the ground hasn’t cooled off as fast as the air and you can feel the heat still in the asphalt (if you are smart enough to take your shoes off). 

This is the kind of rain that makes all the plants grow while at the same time beating them down. 

I wish it would storm all day. 

The Farm

Last night we went to the farm for a mojito.  I shouldn’t drink mojitos because lime juice makes me feel rather ill, but I like mojitos.  Regardless – the Farm has been awesome lately because the weather has been so amazing – and I really like the bands that play there. 

Last week we at dinner there and the band was great – although I can’t now remember who they were – but last night I liked the band enough to buy their cd. 

The band was called Rising Appalachia – and I love this sort of music – two girls – Leah and Chloe – banjo, fiddle, and I think they had a guy who played some sort of drums with them – but the two girls were the main part.  It was great – I love the people I was with, the weather couldn’t have been better – we were outside, the music was amazing, and the moon was shining down on us from above.  Live banjo and fiddle music absolutely captivates me.

I wish we had gotten there earlier – because we only caught the end of the show – but if you ever get a chance to hear these girls live – do it – I highly recommend.  The two girls are sisters.  Check out their myspace if you get a chance.  I love being able to listen to bands on myspace. 

These girls seem cool.  Oh – and if I am getting the right idea from their website – they like to play with fire.  Hah – how fun.  I want to have a party with fire dancers.   Maybe on 10-10-10. 

I’m not terribly musical – but I did play the violin when I was little for many years and I also spent a great deal of my childhood – I would say a good 15 years of it – in choir at church.  And my church took choir very seriously.  Music is hard!  So – although I don’t have any musical talents/skills myself – at the very least I have a great appreciation for people who have mastered the skill – no matter how naturally talented they are.   

and I found this unbelievably disturbing.  Please check it out and tell me that it also disturbed you. 

via Matt

Yeah – I don’t normally have a lot of advice for other law students, mostly because I’m a terrible example and the best thing I can tell you to do is – whatever I did – do the opposite.  This advice only extends so far as making good grades are concerned – I have to confess I’m probably happier than most people in law school, and have had a lot of fun. 

Regardless, if I could go back and do my first year finals over again, I would do lots and lots of practice exams.  Now, I didn’t do lots of practice exams – mostly because I barely made it through the material once – and didn’t have time to be overachieving with practice exams. 

But in my experience with all tests – especially law school exams, practice exams help. 

You really don’t even have to take them.  Read them.  Read the questions and read the model answers.  And if that doesn’t scare you enough to keep you up all night, then you are a lost cause.  And remember – the model answer?  Yeah – one person wrote that.  He got an A++++.  Yours doesn’t have to be that great.  But it will at least give you a good idea. 

Noise Pollution

Last night I went to see a band composed of some of my friends.  And the band that opened for them were really loud.  I mean, I think the opening band was good, my band member friends like them – but they were a little louder than I can deal with.  But – I will say – loud bands in bars don’t bother me too much.  Bands are suppose to be loud. 

So I met this opening band later in the night – and they asked me what I thought:

Charlsie:  Nice to meet you, we were here for a couple of your songs. 
Band Member #1:  What did you think?
Charlsie:  Y’all were good, it was loud – I didn’t even realize my feet were vibrating until the music stopped and my feet stopped vibrating. 
Band Member #2:  (sincerely pleased) That is the nicest thing anyone has said to us all night!

So I can appreciate loud bar band music.  But there are some noises that drive me up the walls.  For instance, the guys who take care of the landscaping at my apartment complex.  I don’t understand what it is about my apartment complex that requires so much work to be done, but they are always working.  They are working at 8 in the morning.  And then the next day – they are hanging around at 5 in the afternoon.  I think they might actually live in the bushes.   I’m not sure, but I have a hunch they aren’t legal citizens of the US of A. 

Also, I really hate the construction trucks at school.  They are constantly backing up.  Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep. 

Oh, and whatever idiot likes to ring the victory bell on tuesday morning at 11, a time in which I am fairly confident the university has not just beaten anyone in anything.  STOP IT.  RING IT WHEN WE WIN SOMETHING. LEAVE IT ALONE OTHERWISE. 

In addition, I feel sure that there is another time more convenient for Carol to vacuum the law library than in the middle of the day during finals.  I appreciate the need for the vacuum, and finals do last a really long time, but early in the morning might be less disruptive for everyone.

AND – Right now I am not enjoying all the noise coming from downtown.  It is twilight, and it is only because I am planning on heading down there later and enjoying the festivities later that I’m being so calm about what sounds like the din of the fair. 

But what I can’t tolerate, is when they bring in the big wood chopper truck, and proceed to feed HUGE limbs of trees into the chopper at noon on north campus.  Wood choppers – which are just huge chainsaws in my opinion, are unacceptable.  And they ruin my lunch in the sunshine. 

Why am I telling you this?  Partially because I am the worst procrastinator in america, and partially because I want y’all to be glad that I’m not a crocodile. 

Or, the people making all the damn noise should be glad I’m not a crocodile.  Because, Brutus, he don’t care much for chainsaws, and all the racket that comes with them.  I want y’all to pay close attention to the fact that he made it up the tree.  The crocodile climbed the tree.  GAH!  This is the best news article I have read in months.