sam. i am.
18 February 2006 @ 01:03 am
All that's left is the hard stuff.  
I finished the paper around 1:30 or so and turned it in. Not the best piece of writing ever, but hey. Felt punchy all day, mostly due to weird dreams last night (which generally involved asking people out and sometimes going on a first date). Hung out at school for awhile, attempting to be a stalker. Eventually made some eye contact. Go me (that's said in a "wow, I'm pathetic" sort of voice).

We went over to a bar on Boylston St. which had been rented out for our purposes. Hung out there for awhile. I only had one beer (I've only actually had two beers all night). Anyway. Chatted with some people. Akwardly chatted with some other people. Talked curling with some people (the Olympics have brought curling into discussion, and I'm apparently the resident expert... who knew?).

Anyway. Moved to another bar in JP. Went with a different group of people than I normally hang out with (Tom, Kate, and Deb went to eat somewhere else, and I was in a rush to get to JP to see if 1L was there, even though I knew she wasn't).

Funny story. My 1L crush from last year (whom I was mostly into in an Angelina Jolie sorta way - y'know, I wouldn't want to date her but she sort of exudes Hot) is into my 1L crush from this year (whom I would want to date, or at least get to know better with the hopes of dating). Yeah. Hillarious. I mean, Last Year 1L is just a Hot Woman, and I can't compete. Great. Not that it matters since I'm pretty much done with school. So, yeah.

Well, even though I went to Bar 2 with some other 3Ls (only two of whom I'd say I actually know/like, even though I'm sure this statement will somehow get back to them and I'll get yelled at by someone), I ended up hanging out with mostly 1Ls. There were a handful of them there, and they were candlepin bowling, and so I hung around them and had a generally good time. Another 2L, Robin, who is quite possibly one of the coolest people alive showed up, and she and I hung with the 1Ls which was weird and fun. Hard to explain. We challenged them to a bowl off. Hah. Trash talking, chatting, etc.

It's weird to hang out with people I don't normally see, because this was the last official day of my law school career. So my usual crew and I were separate. Foreshadowing?

That's sort of sad.

I'm going to bed. The night was enjoyable, my room is cold, and tomorrow I have to somehow deal with my dead computer. Neato.

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sam. i am.
13 February 2006 @ 06:19 pm
Don't perseverate.  
So I'd been planning the moment in my head: run into 1L before she has oral arguments, ask her if she wants to go somewhere after to celebrate. This was originally contingent on bumping into her, of course, but still. Then it happened. The bumping. The moment. None of her friends around, plenty of time afterwards. And I didn't do it. I didn't ask. It didn't even occur to me 'til afterwards, because we were just chatting and then Kate came in to tell me Alexis was waiting for us to take the T home. So I didn't ask, and part way on the walk to the T, it occured to be that I should have.

Damnit. Would I have really done it if I remembered? I don't know. Probably not, because I'm a wuss. But this was the chance I'd been psyching myself up for.

Now I'm de-psyched (or whatever), because I feel like This Was It. People are telling me it's not, I know logically that it's not, but I still feel like I missed my shot.

Now I guess I have to psych myself up for another shot. Dagnabit.

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sam. i am.
10 February 2006 @ 12:59 am
Tired Sam rambles. Ramble, Sam, ramble.  
There's a lot of things I want to write about, but sometimes I remember and sometimes I forget, because I've officially entered the finals frame of mind. Generally that means that I don't sleep well, feel tired all the time, say weird stuff and random times, and generally feel as if I'm twenty four hours behind on life. Plus this is my last finals ever (unless I decide to further my education sometime in the future), and I feel stress about being a Real Person, and there we have it.

My friend and I are competing for the same job, and that's sort of a bummer. Not just a co-op job, but a post grad job. I want him to get the job, if he wants it. But I also want me to get the job. So.

Speaking of competing (and competing for speaking), I'm also competing with several good classmates of mine for the chance to be commencement speaker. I can't decide if I'd rather win or lose. This is why I go to a good law school for me: it's okay not to want to win.

I watched Eulogy tonight, which was very funny. Like, laugh out loud funny at a few parts. Good cast. Still hate Joey from Hackers, though. What's his name? Jesse Bradford? Damn, but he has exactly two facial expressions: lopsided smirk and dumbfounded. I am, however, in love with Zoey Deschanel. And remain in love with Famke Janssen (ee, Phoenix, eeeeee).

I realize that normal people are capable of asking people out, even if the askee may not be interested. I'm not a normal person.

I went to an interesting panel discussion on the future of the Labor Movement, and it really solidified my interset in Labor law. I love Criminal law (I'm going to play fast and loose with capitalization), and it comes very natural to me, but I really dig this Labor stuff, too. So we'll see.

Probably should go to sleep now.

Oh. A weird thing happened with my userpics today. One got randomly replaced by a different image (an image I don't have, but I recognize from some community or another). I don't know how or why. I changed my password. We'll see.

 
 
sam. i am.
25 January 2006 @ 05:20 pm
Yay for done.  
So I went to the interview. It went well. It was short (thank jebus). And most of the time we talked about my murder trial. That worked out well, since I don't have much to say about Labor/Employment law, and I do have plenty to say about my murder trial.

(I'm also sitting near 1L in the Commons. And was nearer before, and there was knee touching. Knee touching that was completely accidental and I'm sure meant nothing. And she is way too cool for me. Her friends would all be like "Yeah, that's 1L's weird, geeky girlfriend." Were we to date. Which we probably won't. I am such a dork.)

Anyway, I feel positive about it. I'm pretty sure I got the co-op and pretty sure I didn't get the clerkship. But that's okay. They were nice people and it was a good experience, and it's all over and I can relax.

I feel like I sort of want a vacation now. As if one interview can suck my stamina for the entire week.

Yeah. It can.
 
 
sam. i am.
23 January 2006 @ 10:05 pm
I should've just stayed at home.  
Today was, quite possibly, the longest day ever. I have no idea why. But every class (all three today) seemed to take extra long. And I was resolved to go home after lunch, but forgot I had EU. Then Alexis saw me, and I felt as if I ought to go to class. Then I was resolved to go home after EU, but bumped into Kelly and she convinced me to go to Trusts and Estates.

I'm pretty sure Trusts and Estates lasted for ten hours. I left in the middle, to go to the Commons (our common area, so creatively named), and it was closed for an event. I couldn't even check my email! I couldn't even "accidentally" bump into 1L! WTF! (I did bump into her at the T station later, but Alexis was there and I didn't want to be rude and go over to the other side of the tracks, thus cutting off the conversation she and I were having. I should have, though. Alexis would've understood, and just talked to be again once the T came. Bah! Hindsight is not only 20/20, but also gives me courage I don't really have.)

Dejected, I returned to class. I'm installing Grand Theft Auto tomorrow. That's just that.

Plus it was slushy and gross. The snow this morning was nice, but the slushy gross EW wasn't.

I had a Trader Joe's stir fry for dinner that was absolutely fantabulous. I love that place. I got enough groceries for at least three weeks for only $60. Except milk. I'll have to buy more of that. But still. Now I think I shall have some thin mint ice cream.

 
 
sam. i am.
19 January 2006 @ 04:54 pm
Skipping class was SO worth it. (Besides getting my work done.)  
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Gosh, I am so fulfilled by such small things. Like an actual conversation. And laughing and joking. And finding things out. Even though I now think there's absolutely no interest in me whatosever. But that's okay, because I'm still an idiot and will still stumble over words and second guess things and think "hey, you never know." So I guess I'm an optimistic idiot.

Hm.

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sam. i am.
17 December 2005 @ 01:28 am
The Party (or: omg, maybe I'm getting healthier! mentally! nah, just kidding).  
So I got to talk to 1L crush. And as a bonus I got to talk to 1L crush from last year (who is only quasi-2L crush, but I definitely got to talk to 2L crush who is the coolest person in the unniverse and who I may like too much to have a crush on, if that makes sense).

Anyway. It was a brief talking. She said I was amazing. But I think that was because I offered to weave through the bodies to go get her a drink. I mean, maybe that tipped her off? I don't know.

[Interlude: I should know better than to try to talk to people who are in obviously bad moods. Am moron. End interlude. ]

There was some eye contact. That may or may not have meant anything. I lean towards not.

Apparently she is The Hot One, since everyone, well, thinks she's hot. Okay. Which means that someone else will end up hooking up with her, and I'll go back to my straight girl crush ('cause that's what happened last year). I'm prepared.

I really need to start worrying that more people from school will read this... hm.

 
 
sam. i am.
15 December 2005 @ 12:21 am
Today.  
Had a dinner get together tonight. Now the people who didn't get invited who read this can officially get mad at me (get in line, Nneoma's already mad). Look, I just can't invite 900 people to my house. I've never had that many people really want to come to my house before. I suck. I'll feel guilty about it for years, so there's really no need to be mad at me.

I got to talk to the 1L I have a silly crush on today. The best part was that she spoke with me, thus proving that, contrary to my beliefs, she knows I'm alive. Woohoo. I forgot to ask her if she's going to the party on Friday, but other than that it was a succesful conversation in which 1) I didn't make too much of an ass of myself and 2) she laughed at my jokes. Score!

My hair's at an odd length right now. A little longer and it'll curl again, but it's just long enough to be annoyingly fluffy. I look like a chuzzle (an addictive and oddly dirty game).

That's all. Co-op applications are due tomorrow and I've still got to narrow my choices down to 10 from 13. I've probably got no chance at 2 of the places, but I'm going to try anyway.

I think that's all.