It's snowing in New York City. The white stuff here is dry, almost like sand -- nothing like the wet splashy stuff back home. Kind of like a dusting of powdered sugar on the doughnut (cupcake? Timbit? no, not timbit) that is my first semester at law school.
I managed to not get pictures -- again -- of the legal peoples during this first exam time, immortalised in such classics as One L and The Paper Chase. I really wanted a shot from my usual place, at the head of the table; I like commandeering the end, for some reason. A nice, long shot of the kids on either side, laptops and papers and casebooks and pop cans strewn across a conference table. Crumpled paper bags (from my coffeeshop cookie) and I (Heart) NY plastic bags from the takeout that feeds us -- that picture would have made us look so much hardcore than we are.
Statistics are deceiving, too. If I were to calculate the number of hours I've parked myself in a chair under the pretense of doing "work", it'd boggle minds -- but I can't even say it felt like work. It's just copying, transcribing from notes to notes while MS Word fixes up the hundreth "reasonableness" I've managed to mess up. And yet this, too, is learning.
Look at me ramble -- it's kind of past my bedtime. This never used to happen, guys.
I managed to not get pictures -- again -- of the legal peoples during this first exam time, immortalised in such classics as One L and The Paper Chase. I really wanted a shot from my usual place, at the head of the table; I like commandeering the end, for some reason. A nice, long shot of the kids on either side, laptops and papers and casebooks and pop cans strewn across a conference table. Crumpled paper bags (from my coffeeshop cookie) and I (Heart) NY plastic bags from the takeout that feeds us -- that picture would have made us look so much hardcore than we are.
Statistics are deceiving, too. If I were to calculate the number of hours I've parked myself in a chair under the pretense of doing "work", it'd boggle minds -- but I can't even say it felt like work. It's just copying, transcribing from notes to notes while MS Word fixes up the hundreth "reasonableness" I've managed to mess up. And yet this, too, is learning.
Look at me ramble -- it's kind of past my bedtime. This never used to happen, guys.
