Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Paris Hilton's green sex tape!!!

So I am smack dab in the middle of law school now. I found a place to live, have all my stuff, am registered for all of my classes and have been to each one at least once. I have mixed feelings about the weeks to come. Everyone says law school is next to impossible but so far I feel like its all about keeping up with the work, which there is plenty of I assure you. however, I can see where the problems arise not so much with keeping up, but more dealing with the monotony involved with keeping up and having to deal with the fact that now there may not always be a right answer, just wrong ones. But I’m trying to keep my head high. To be honest one fo my biggest issues at present is being bored. I’m sure now that the getting to know you part of classes is over the real work begins. And in two weeks I start my Pilates class which doesn’t resume until regular classes do, as well as all the clubs and organizations I signed up for today.

Ok on that note. I have an interest in maybe studying environmental law (calm down the warm fuzzies about me saving the world. I’m thinking it’ll be big and I want to make sure I reap all the financial benefits of it. collect pecuniary awards as it were) and when I went to sign up for the club I was kindof dismayed. Amid the well decorated tables with colorful signs, give aways, candy bribes, enthusiastic members, and informational materials sat this one sad girl at this one sad table. Ok sad’s not fair for her, more disinterested, reading one of her case books, probably aware of her aesthetic inadequacies of her table compared to her classmates. And I signed the sad little sign in on the barren table. COME ONE KIDS! The world is going green. Time to get off your asses and celebrate. Environmental law is no longer the pathetic field of smart hippies in flannel looking to “make the world a little brighter”. Your fashionable now. embrace it!!! all your good deeds have not been for nothing. You have national press loving you, a multi-company line of products, celebrities endorsing you with enough gusto to make one think you have pictures on them. Mother Earth….you are basically the shit right now!

And live it up because its only a matter of time before Paris Hilton has another sex tape and people will go back to walking all over you, both figuratively and literally.

And ending note: sad story to end. I took like 10 minutes setting up the TV the previous tenant of my room had left so that I would have something mindless to do to realx my little brain before bed. You know something that didn’t involve torts, or property or rights or jurisprudence. So what do I watch?

Law and Order


Good night and good luck

Monday, August 18, 2008

Top Five Song Lyrics

So I went easy on the opinions the first time, mostly because I felt compelled to write something then actually having anything to say. This is rare. But ir-regardless.

I suppose I would like to breeze through some getting to know you chit chat so that I can allude to things without feeling obligated to explain to the three or four people that will read this. I’m in my early 20’s. I’m a Polish American, Sagittarius, lipstick feminist with a complex about my looks (especially in the boobs) and I talk a lot. My latest adventure is Law School and I’m probably more terrified of that then I have been of anything I have attempted. Ever. I love to cook, read, write, watch movies, talk about stuff, stack creamers, pick fights, think about things, and make lists.

My sister and I have been making lists together recently. Top five lists to be excat. For example our latest one was “top five emo bands we are ashamed to like”. Mine were Panic at the Disco (not that shameful), 30 Seconds to Mars (again) All-American Rejects (little shameful) and metro Station (I am so ashamed I considered not posting this). I think its interesting ot look at things like this. So much of our own ideas of identity are based on our likes and dislikes, and it is interesting to really think them out and try to negotiate how they fit into our own ideas about ourselves. Like the way that people don’t see certain people listening to certain musical styles, as if there were more at work with ones acoustic preferences then like and don’t like. You should try it. Its interesting to see how little your choices reflect who you “are” within a societal context. Or maybe I’m rambling.

I suppose I will end with my first completed top five (they are always in a constant state of re-working, but this one is more or less unchangeable)

Top five favorite song lyrics

  1. “I’m a sucker for Smuckers Jam” (Gym Class Heros, with an honorable mention to “my name is travi and I’m pretty much a big deal”)
  2. “Don’t waste your time or time will waste you” (Muse)
  3. “You can’t be a pimp and a prostitute too” (The White Stripes)
  4. “Mix your milk with my cocco puffs” (Black Eyes Peas)
  5. “She blew my nose and then she blew my mind” (The Rolling Stones)

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Make it work

So this is the opener, my premier entry, my first blog entry. As I’m writing I’m watching Project Runway and talking to my sister. She and I are considering fashion, and what the outcome would be on publishing a year long correspondence in book form, a la Jackie Kennedy and her sister. I imagine long winded expeditions on life’s vexing mysteries. “dearest tranny,” I would write with earnest “did you ever consider the philosophical implications of lip-gloss.” I want this blond girl to stop saying make it work.

Though I do like that Suede refers to himself in the third person. “Suede likes that”, “Suede is sad” etc etc

I’m thinking I may have to do the same. “Alex likes that” “Alex is happy” “Alex is worried that the fact that her first blog entry has no purpose is too evident”

Well I’ll quit while I’m ahead.

Thank you for your time