Thursday, December 28, 2006

*guest post by Big Colle*

Little Bagel left her blogger logged in and let me borrow her computer. Mwu ha ha ha.

We are snowed in, in Denver. Michelle and Megan are drinking 200 proof permafrost and getting ready to douse me, too, as I am becoming afraid that my flight Saturday morning will be canceled and I will be here all weekend and not get to see Mr San Francisco. :(

And his Christmas presents are on my bed, all wrapped up, sad and alone. I hope they don't stay that way. Boo hoo. My sisters aren't taking to my depression very well so I must go get drunk now.

Big Colle

Freedom in Peril

(Disclaimer: my sister is faulting me because of the overtly political/liberal tone of this post. I would just like to say before I offend anyone that I do believe in the right to bare arms, I just hate conservative propoganda of all sorts. Hence my liberal diatribe in response...)

This morning, I found the following fascinating piece of literature on a friend of a friend's blog: (click on the photo for the full brochure)

My favorite part is the picture of Mr. Whitey and his lovely wife in the background guarding their child from the black threat that lurks in the distance. Apparently, we need rifles to do this. Forget that fact that Mr. Middle-Class-Whitey and his wife would have been long gone by this point and safely tucked away complaining about the oppressive taxes they have to pay in order to keep that black threat in line. And poor Grandma who had a pistol ready and waiting when those commie, bastard rescue forces tried to help her. The thing is, I wonder what these same people would have to say about Iraqi civilians who feel threatened by the rescue forces and want to arm themselves and fight anyone who encroaches on their homes. Would Granny still be allowed to carry a gun if she had brown skin instead of white and instead of a crucifix in her home she had a prayer rug? Anyway, by the time I got to the "Illegal Alien Gangs" I had to quit reading I was so enraged. Let's see how long you can hold out.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Merry Christmas

In life, as I see it, there are two kinds of people: Christmas Eve present openers and Christmas Day present openers. (Well, there's non-Christmas present openers too, but we won't address them.) In my family, we are Christmas Eve present openers. That's the way life should be - I just don't trust Christmas Day present openers. I can't tell you what it is about them, but they really cross me the wrong way. They're too wholesome - too Hallmark greeting cardy. And I'm pretty sure that as a Christmas Eve present opener, I am among the minority. But that's fine by me because as I see it we are an elite few. And god help me if the man of my dreams is a Christmas Day present opener - that would be a total deal breaker.

All this is an elitist, sarcastic, judgmental way of saying: MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!! :)

Thursday, December 21, 2006


Wednesday, December 20, 2006

"I could totally make out with myself right now..."

Michelle and I are snowed in. And by snowed in, I mean SNOWED IN. there's a foot of snow on the ground already and there's supposed to be 2 by tomorrow at noon. We have no car because we had to leave hers at work and have someone with four wheel drive bring us home. We're going nuts. and messing with the photo features on my computer. I'll post them later, but trust me, it's sick and demented. We look like aliens or REEEEEALLY obese - like elephantitis obese. Then Michelle discovered the "mirror" feature on the webcam of my camera and she tried to take a picture of her making out with herself. It's sick. Sick and demented. And we've only been home 2 hours. We probably won't be able to leave for another 22. I don't think we make it.

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Stupid internal clock....

....that wakes me up at 6 am for no good darned reason. I'm suppposed to be passed out cuz exams are over. :(

and to celebrate yesterday, i had 3 long island ice teas with dinner and then went to the mall and spent more on a bra at Victoria's Secret than I did on a pair of boots. Woops.

Thanks to Mike for making my whole morning:
I want this baby!!!

Friday, December 15, 2006

Last One!

3 hours, 20 minutes and I'll have all these heinous exams behind me for the next 5 months. WOOOOOHOOOOO!

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

And even if I can't do this....

The world apparently will end soon anyway:

End of Ze World

2.5 more days

Today: Criminal Law
Friday: Torts
Friday Night: Copious amounts of drinking
Saturday: hungover flight home where I watch every episode of Grey's Anatomy from the 3rd season and drink more copious amounts of alcohol in O'Hare

i can do this. i can do this. i can do this.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

a little perspective

Went to a cafe this morning to start studying at 7:30. I grab a bagel and a banana and sit down and start hauling out all of my criminal law materials, all the while trying to fight back that anxiety that wants to creep in. (And was greatly increased yesterday after a couple 2Ls asked me who I had for Criminal Law and then after I told them replied with an "Enjoy your C.")

Just when I think I'm sick of this, and I'm ready to give up, enter Pauline, a woman who is employed on the maintenance staff here in Grace Hall. Pauline has 9 kids, and she raised them all by herself, after her husband died in a truck accident. She used to work in the fields in Colorado ~ that's how we got to chatting, and has been here at Notre Dame since the 70s. At one point, she had me tearing up when she was describing her two children who have already passed away. She used to work as maintenance staff in the dorms, and she was so close to her "kids" that she'd loan them her car whenever (she offered it to me numerous times), and the football team once came and painted the entire inside of her house. She's the same age as my mother, with 21 grandchildren and even some great-grandchildren. And now I think no matter how difficult this crim law stuff and Dutile's issue spotter are, I'm going to count my lucky stars that I'm not trying to raise nine kids on my own and I'm still at the point in my life where my friends and family don't fault me for only taking care of myself and trying to better myself and get an education. Especially because should I ever find myself in a situation where I was responsible for 9 other people, I'm pretty sure that I couldn't do it with even half of Pauline's spirit and charm.

In the mean time, back to mens rea and complicity.

Monday, December 11, 2006

it's a mystery!

at first I thought concerned 2L was nicolle or michelle just being clever, but now i'm intrigued..... do I get a hint as to who this is?

Sunday, December 10, 2006

i'm still kickin!

finals aren't going to kill me, and i'm doing fine....well, maybe. the thing that gets me about law school is that no matter how you feel about your own performance, it only matters how you do relative to anyone else. so the "how'd you do?" question can't actually be answered until january when i find out how everyone else did.

but sometime after my contracts final I decided i've been a big crybaby about this whole process and I just need to suck it up and get over myself and keep trucking. if I was meant to get average grades, I will. if I was meant to make law review, I will. and right now all i can do is suck it up and study civ pro. and quit bitching. that's my new years resolution.

Friday, December 08, 2006

breathe in, breathe out

I'm so screwed. 27 minutes from now. going to die. can't even think. i'm fuuuuucked.


Death by Finals.

I put on a skirt, boots, and mascara today.

Because when this Contracts final finally gets the better of me, I at least want to be able to say I did my damndest to go down while still looking kinda cute.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Law Student Humor

i laughed out loud when I read this.... Hard up for humor much? I think so....

"You can't spell manslaughter without laughter."
-Random law student's IM away message-

Then this is a quote from my Torts prof:

You have to look at law school exams like this joke: "A guide and a tourist are in the jungle and they come across a ravenous tiger. The guide starts putting on his tennis shoes and lacing them up. The tourist turns to him and says: "Are you serious?!?! Do you really think you can outrun this tiger?" The guide responds: "I don't have to outrun the tiger. I just have to outrun you."

Who says there's no fun in law school? (Well, actually, I do. but not today. today i'm bemused.)

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

haha, fuuuuuck.

Thanks Colle. Thanks for that....

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Death via Brady

I came six inches from my death last night. This golf cart came flying out of nowhere and literally missed hitting me by 6 inches. As it veered off I stood there ranting and raving and mad as all get out. That didn't even change when Sean explained to me that the golf cart passenger was Brady Quinn (quarterback for NDame, fyi, and headed to the NFL). That just made me more mad. Stupid Brady. Can't win against USC and maniac driver to boot.



Friday, November 24, 2006

I smell! YAY!

Some lady sitting at a table next to me in a cafe in Lincoln just got up from her table and walked behind me. It was a little odd, I thought, because it looked as though she were trying to see what I was doing on my computer. I wrote her off as nosy and then went back to work. But when she sat back down, she turns to me and asks me if I was wearing a particular brand of perfume. Normally, I do wear perfume, but today I'm scrubbing down, so nope, none on me. Anyway, she was highly complimentary of my odor nonetheless.

This is a big step for me: when I started Dartmouth, my friend Chris once commented to me that I have no odor whatsoever. I was sad b/c everyone else had an odor and I was completely nondescript in that department. Apparently, I've overcome that problem naturally though. Well, in reality I'm entirely sure I smell like nothing today, and the lady had misplaced where the smell was coming from. But whatever, I take what I can get!

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Tex Dutile

Quotes from my favorite law school prof: (of criminal law)

"The first controversial issue about M’Naughten, and quite probably the most crucial, is how the hell do you spell it?!?!"
"It was later supplemented by the irresistible impulse test which was interestingly defined as an impulse that was irresistible."

Happy Thanksgiving Break

Sunday, November 19, 2006

While my mom is the queen of making comments that just make no sense whatsoever, my dad is the king of the uber offensive jokes. Case in point from his visit this weekend:

"The ACLU?!?! Really? They're just a bunch of commie, pinko, f*gs." (*I die of shame*)

"The last time Dartmouth won a game, Bagel was still a virgin." (Given that this comment was issued in front of not only my family, but Sean as well, I decided I would kill my father at the earliest opportunity.)

And they were more, lots more. Three of which I started to type and then realized they were just too inappropriate. But, I survived, and my liberal morals and values are still in tact.

Thursday, November 16, 2006


First final is tomorrow.

Granted, it's for Legal Research - the dumbest class ever, and only one credit hour, but I'm used to Dartmouth where every class is weighted the same, so I'm having a hard time accepting that I can take a final exam for one class less seriously than for another and it won't affect my GPA.

Also, this site made me homesick for Hanover.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

I'm a godmommy!!!

Hooray, I have a godson!

Carter William Ebbers
7 lbs 1 oz and 18 1/2 inches long

No pix yet, but wait till I get to NE for Thanksgiving!

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Ben Folds Concert = AMAZING!


I've got to say, my mom is the funniest IM buddy ever. She sent me an IM saying "goodday my daughter" and that was the only message she sent me that didn't include 7 million sentences in one. For example, "goodday my daughter" was followed by "Hey I have bills to pay and other stuff, ND is playing AirForce this weekend in Colo Want to go?? Okay, See ya then, and I haven't seen bob all week" which was followed by a kissing text smiley that I'm pretty sure was a mistake. Bob is my mom's pseudo bf. And by pseudo bf, I mean he has a crush on her and she constantly refers to him as "bald, fat, and a liar" (although I think she added the last bit only after he called her 'hot').

I wouldn't trade my mom for anything in the world.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Ben Folds is Tonight!

Holy Crap! SO excited!

and in other news, last night was the first night I fell asleep without having to deal with my anxiety. A big step for me. Today: conquer anxiety. Tomorrow: conquer law school. The day after that: conquer the world.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Election Night + Alcohol + Party + Hottub = Bad Idea. REAL bad idea. Mind you, I'm posting this at 5:55 am.... I just got home and I have class in three hours.


Monday, November 06, 2006

Abortion & Supreme Court

I don't know if anyone is interested in this other than me, but this Wednesday attorneys will argue a case on partial birth abortion. The case involves a federal law banning partial birth abortions - the EXACT same statute was passed in Nebraska and struck down in a previous Supreme Court case, Stenberg v. Carhart. This federal statute was passed as a direct challenge to that decision and is the first Supreme Court case dealing with abortion under the new justices. Of course, the decision won't be published for a while and this Wednesday is just the day that oral arguments are made. But nonetheless, at the end of the day, the arguments will be posted here under the case of Carhart v. Gonzales.

Mark my words, nothing good will come out of this case.

North Carolina Game

Lots of fun. Lots of hats. Lots of "rum deals."

(click on the pic for more pix)

Friday, November 03, 2006

And I lose.

Today in torts we dealt with issues of liability and duty owed in civil cases to unborn fetuses. For example, if X injures Y and she is pregnant with a fetus, later born and named Z - is X liable to Z if Z was injured?

I made the argument that it was logically acceptable to hold people responsible for injuries caused to viable fetuses and not to those fetuses who were previable. Mistake. BIG mistake. It was called a legal fallacy, a logical inconsistency only argued so that aboriton would be legal, completely incosistent and arbitrary, etc. In fact, it was argued that b/c the viability argument I put forth was based on whether the baby was capable of independent funcitoning or was completely dependent on the mother for life that I would then take away the legal rights of disabled or handicapped people.

I was the only one who made the argument. The other liberals who I know exist somewhere in that class of 100 are just a bunch of spineless jellyfish. Jason, to console me after class, promised to update me as soon as the "megan hamilton is a baby killer" facebook group goes up.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Nov.1 & Dec.1

Gulp. Yesterday was November 1st. The official American Bar Association sanctioned day where before which the Career Services Office isn't allowed to have any contact with us and must turn their head to the wall when they walk by us in the hall and and after which our law school anxieties and tensions multiply exponentially as we are hit with an onslaught of material on finding a summer job. I've gotten hit with 6 emails in the past 24 hours, one open house yesterday and resume feedback, one orientation session today, another set of emails from Job Search engines, and a direct one-on-one counseling session next week.

The only day that could be worse than Nov.1 is December 1st. The official American Bar Association sanctioned day where we can officially start talking to employers. And even thought that's the *first* day for contacting employers, according to my mentor, it might as well be the last too, because if you don't send your resumes out on that day exactly, then employers won't even look at you for summer associate jobs. You've got the dreaded 1Litis and the employers willing to risk their time, money, and energy on you are few and far between so you better do everything you can between Nov.1 and Dec.1 to be ready to send 1,000,000 resumes and cover letters out on Dec.1 or you'll be stuck volunteering your efforts this summer in a legal aide clinic. There are definitely worse fates in life, but law school is expensive and I for one am sick of being broke.

And in other news, today is the day we throw my civil procedure professor a birthday party in class. It's a 20 year tradition and I'm excited to not have to finish my reading. Instead, I'm spending the morning trying to find a job.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Trick or Treat!

This afternoon the graduate housing sponsored a trick or treat event for kids from the local homeless shelter. My favorite was the very first group who came through. When asked what they were, this was the response:

"I'm a ladybug!"
"I'm a firefighter!"
"I'm a giraffe!"
"I'm - I'm - I'M a mighty christian warrior!!!!!!"

The last kid had a tin foil crown on that said "Mighty Warrior for Jesus Christ" and won the the award for most creative innovator. Granted, there wasn't actually a competition, but I gave him the prize and snuck 5 pieces of candy into his bag.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

This is me: (reincarnated as a baby panda of course)


Thursday, October 26, 2006

Ben Folds Tickets

This morning tickets went on sale. While waiting in line to purchase some, I was inspired to write a poem to post on a friend's Facebook wall. This sums up my feelings entirely:

Ben Folds, Ben Folds, how I love you.
So much so I don't know what to do.
Oh WAIT! I know, I'll get up at seven
and go wait in line - OO! That'd be heaven.

But wait! there are others who had that idea too
So many of them that it's literally a zoo.
There are hundreds and hundreds of girls and of boys
They whine and they grumble and they make too much noise.

I wish they would die, these people in line.
Cuz then I'd move up, and that'd be just fine.
But for now they're still breathing and I'm still stuck waiting.
Now my plot is so dire, it's Ben Folds that I'm hating.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

From the dry erase board in Room 121

Written in the corner of a completely clean dry erase board in my first class of the day:

"These are the times that try mens' souls!!!!"


Sunday, October 22, 2006

Bye, Bye Fall Break

Fall Break is officially over. How do I know? I've been cooped up in my room for hours today doing work. Over break, I heard the "how do you like law school" question a million and a half times. My answer was always the same: "I like it a lot. The work isn't that bad, I actually have more free time than at Dartmouth. Except it's so frickin' intense. Everything you do has a heightened sense of importance and added stress levels about it."

Case in point: I'm reading for my legal writing class, a chapter on how to write a breif for the court. The introduction reads as follows "The briefs you write will be vital to your clients... Your brief-writing will be important to you as well... So write as if your practice depends on it, because it does." Once again reminding us that everything we do this year will affect us forever. And while I understand this exaggerates the passage a tad, it's really one of the lighter examples I have.

Welcome back, anxiety.

Fall Break Pix

Saturday, October 14, 2006

"It's Naughty-Boy-O'clock!"
-Nicolle, after receiving a savory text message from Mr. Sanfrancisco and while Michelle was talking to her drunk ex on the phone in the other room

Friday, October 13, 2006

Merry Christmas


I'm SOOOOO excited - BEN FOLDS is coming to Notre Dame in November!

HOLY FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!

Plus, I'm going home today! Today is motherfucking christmas in motherfucking october!

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Welcome to NDame on game day.

Went for a walk this morning for a break from work and to get some breakfast. The following things reminded me that it was game day at Notre Dame:

* No less than three people stopped me to ask where they could find Jesus. (Touchdown Jesus, that is)
* I don't care where you were on campus - even if the very farthest corners where no people dare to walk - you could hear the sound of bagpipes
* At 9:30 in the morning men wearing nothing but speedos propositioned me to buy their brats
* The woman who is at least 60 years old and works at the counter of the campus Burger King had died her gray hair green
* For every four men I passed, at least one of them was throwing, catching, or carrying a football.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

A baby chipmunk ran into my foot today while I was walking into class. I was so shocked and felt so guilty, I didn't even notice all the worms I stepped on and smeared all over my shoes. It was ridiculously gross.

This morning was all about how nature and I are completely out of sync.

Friday, September 29, 2006

This is sick....


.... and yet i'm still kinda chuckling.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Oh, Biermann!

Got a blitz from Biermann last night about his one pitch stint on a friend's baseball team. He was subbing for his friend as a favor......

my first at bat:
i swing at a less-than-perfect pitch which hits off the bottom of the bat, the ball bounces right in front of the plate and hits me in the face

that's an out

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Facebook song

Sunday, September 24, 2006


I went jogging around the lake today and part way around I saw a guy walking in what looked like a black or brown cloak. The immediate memory this brings back to me are the weird kids at Dartmouth who would wear dungeons and dragons type cloaks freshman year. The kind that were in Phi Tau, and not like likely to get laid anytime soon.

The closer I got to this cloaked figure however, the more I realized he wasn't the dungeons and dragons type. Rather he was a seminarian (one of the guys here to study to enter the priesthood). The funny thing about it was that the robes were likely going to keep him from getting laid anytime soon as well.

What's the deal with robes and celibacy?

Thursday, September 21, 2006

ACLU = Death.

at the Legal Voices for Children and Youth meeting yesterday, the president (a guy named Ben) brought up an idea he had to go around and teach local kids about the constitution and civil liberties. he got the idea because he went to an 8th grade class for career day and asked the class if they knew who made the law. they voted unanimously that the police did.

anyway, so he suggests that this is a problem and maybe we could do something. In fact, he's pretty sure the ACLU puts out informational videos for kids on civil liberties.

Well, the meeting ended shortly thereafter because a class was starting in the same room. We didn't really get to finish the discussion. But after the meeting ended, Ben was approached by like 4 people (out of the 14 at the meeting) accusing him of making our organization too political and he's clearly sending the wrong message and he's going to alienate all of the conservatives who might want to help and on and on. all just by mentioning the word "ACLU" - I was shocked. what kind of whackjob school is this?!?!

I ran home to comfort myself by watching Bill Clinton on the Daily Show.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006


There's a slight problem on the home front with Miss Kitty. She and her bff, Randy (whom she describes as :"He's gayer than a 3 dollar bill!"), are getting to be quite sassy. I've noticed as of late that she is a lot sassier in conversation and ridiculously blunt even if the situation doesn't require it.

For example, she told me that about a week ago she turned to a gal she works with and said: "You know, you really have a bad mouth" - apparently meaning the girl is vulgar or something. The girl was offended and told others that she thought Miss Kitty hates her now. I probably would have been hurt had a woman I worked with said that to me, but more importantly, last night when Randy said at work "Now I've stuck at lot of things in my orifice, but that isn't one of them!", Miss Kitty just giggled and didn't feel the need to lecture him about the quality of his mouth.

So clearly she's got her favorites in this world, and sucks to be the people who aren't on that list. Thus far, she hasn't directly turned her new attitude on me, so I'm lucky. And in the mean time, I sure get a kick out of hearing how ornery she's being, but here's hoping she doesn't become ornery to me anytime soon.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Quote from my Criminal Law Prof.

I’ve been here a long time and there’s always a tendency to overreact after a loss like this. You’ve got to look at it like I do: [long pause] God let his people down.

-Tex Dutile-

Needless to say, we got our asses handed to us by Michigan this weekend. :(

Sunday, September 17, 2006

It's Official

Paige's Announcement

I am the only single girl in the world. (And for the record, that line was meant to be sung to the tune of "The Only Living Boy in NY")

Thursday, September 14, 2006

It's cases like this....

....that make me wanna be a personal injury lawyer:

Criag's List Baiting

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Apparently I'm supposed to hate this

First home game today - SOOOO much fun! Tailgating was crazy - looked more like a packed state fair than a college campus. And in the process I found out that I'm a little out of the loop when it comes to law school. Apparently, everyone's more or less hating it. Or at least doesn't like it all that much. We ran into a kid who Jack and Sarah knew and he's a 2L at chicago. He was wishing us luck and telling us not to worry that we hate law school, everyone 1L does. We all just kinda laughed it off and then went on our way. Walking away, I commented that I must be doing pretty good - I certainly don't hate law school. At the exact same time, both Sarah and Lynn responded "I Do!!' To which I inquired of everyone else: out of the 7 of us at the game, 2 of us don't hate law school, 2 do, and 3 strongly dislike it. I guess I'm ahead of the curve then.

Anyway, for visuals of the above mentioned people see pic below. (From L to R: Wendolyn, Lynn, Sarah, Jack, Jason, me)

I renew my allegiance to Saturday mornings.

This morning I woke up waaaaay to early (6:30) and had a stomachache. Then I started thinking about finals and that was enough to panic me out of bed. It’s my new favorite thing – whenever I’m only half paying attention this weird little gremlin (yes, that’s right, gremlin – what other animal form would finals come in?!?) pops in to my head and scares the crap out of me and makes me think I should be studying for exams that are 4 months away.

Anyway, that’s completely beside the point. My point is that I got out of bed and decided that now would be the perfect time to do laundry. So I head to the community center and realized that I don’t have the proper change to get quarters from the change machine. Next stop: the visitor parking lots. Even though it’s only 7 in the morning (and the game doesn’t start till 3:30), they are already filling up with tailgaters who want to get prime spots. 2 5’s and 1 10 later, I head back to the community center.

When I get to the laundry room, I find I’m no longer alone. Meet Joan Claire – a 2L from Portland who is very friendly. Before she leaves, she offers me her Civil Procedure study guide and gets my mail box so she can leave it in there for me. A study guide is a book published by an independent company (there are several of them) that is supposed to be a comprehensive guide to your law school courses. They run about 30 bucks each, and I’ve decided that it would probably be best not to use them unless I’m completely lost. But hell, I’m not going to turn down a free one.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: early morning people are hands down the nicest people you’ll ever meet.

Friday, September 08, 2006


I wonder if Brad Pitt is going to wait to get married until brothers & sisters and motheres & sons can get married:


I agree with his point mostly, but it was very awkwardly worded.


I am now the executive secretary for Legal Voices for Children and Youth.... woops!

Don't get me wrong, I'm really excited because I think this is a perfect extracurricular to get involved with (they even train members to become guardian ad litem's for children in suspect abuse situations - basically you just investigate the situation and make a report to the court as to your findings of abuse or no abuse), but I probably should have been a little less hasty in signing up. On the flip side, I think it's going to be an amazing experience and I really think it might help me find funding for Africa as well as a possible job for the summer!

So, I guess the overall conclusion is YAY!!!!!!! WOOHOO!!!!!! HERE'S HOPING I DIDN'T JUST SIGN MY SUICIDE NOTE!!!!!


I did the one thing I told myself I was NOT allowed to do this year.

I ran for office.

They're tallying the votes now, I kinda hope I don't get it.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Slow Learner

Yesterday I went to a meeting called "How to be Successful in Law School." It was a panel talk with 4 3Ls (the editor of ND's Law Review, the President of the Student Bar Association, the captain of the moot court team, and the executive officer of the Public Interes Law Forum) discussing their methods of success while in law school. There were a few standard, to-be-expected comments like "don't fall behind," "don't skip class," etc. One interesting commonality in all of their speeches, though, was that they all started out with a story of how when they were freshmen, they were too paranoid with work and studying. They spent all of their time in the library and all they did was work, work, work.

The take home message they wanted us to get out of that was that we shouldn't be too obsessive or anal retentive our 1L year. We'd be happier with balance, we need to calm down. Cuz once they hit their 2L year they slowed down on the work and started doing other things and then they felt happier/more balanced/etc.

The take home message I got? Well, clearly everyone of these students is at the very top of his/her game. They have the most prestigious spots one can have here at ND Law, and every single one of them spent their whole freshman year in the library, obsessing over work and not much else, and then their 2L year they tackled extra curriculars and got to the top of those, and then their 3L year, they had all of the positions most coveted here. All four of them had almost the exact same story. So, CLEARLY, despite their warnings and advice, I need to be doing EXACTLY what they did if I want to succeed here.

The ironic bit is that maybe this is evidence of how I'm a slow learner. And slow learners probably aren't going to succeed in law school....

Monday, September 04, 2006


Hillary v. McCain

McCain wins.

Unfortunately. Although he sure as hell isn't as bad as Bush.

I wanna be a sex & the city girl

Before I end up as a settled, hopefully successful, midwestern wife/mom/attorney/judge what have you, I really want a chance to be a sex & the city girl. Today in Legal Writing I sat by a window, with the sun on my back and an incredibly dull lecture in front of me and somewhere in the mix I started wishing I lived in Boston. This is a new habit of mine - in times of good weather, I randomly start thinking longingly of life in Boston on the one hand and being a Miranda-type NY lawyer on the other.

It's incredibly bizarre if you know me. I don't like big cities, I hate New York, I love the midwest, and for years I've told any who'll listen that I'm going to settle down and spend the rest of my life somewhere between the Rockies and the Appalachians. But now adays, somewhere between my homesickness for Hanover and the culture shock of adapting back to life in the Midwest (where as Mike found out everyone is on the surface exactly the same), I feel a total drive to go back to the East Coast at the very first opportunity. This is so bizarre, I'm almost ashamed to admit it. But for right now, my plan is to go to Boston (I could never be a true Sex & the City girl in the NY sense) after I graduate and spend my first few years living the Miranda lifestyle until I'm ready to settle down with a guy and a family.

But one addendum to that lifestyle: this weekend we fed the ducks again a couple of times and at one point, I had four ducks eating out of my hands. Mike, ever the NYer, was terrified and grossed out. So I only want to be Miranda to the point that I can still have ducks eat out of my hands. Which to me says Miranda and Charlotte combo. The job and lifestyle of Miranda without the hardassedness. Who knows, maybe I'll do the whole born-again virgin thing too. ;)

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Ducks & Torts

Courtney and I went to the gym this morning only to find it doesn't open until noon. So we decided to go feed the ducks instead. On Notre Dame's campus are two lakes with lots of ducks who like to eat our bread. And, as it turns out, HUUUUGE fish who like to scare the crap out of us and eat our bread. The people walking around us must have gotten a kick out of the two girls who kept jumping and screaming whenever they saw a fish head break the surface.

Now I'm home reading torts, and I have to say, everytime I do the reading for this class I count my lucky stars that I've never been sued for anything. Seriously, half these cases I read I'm like: 'Oh! I did that once!' Thank god I'm broke and no one could gain anything by taking me to court.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Well hell

Turns out the rules that apply to Courtney's sexual behaviors also apply to mine. Damn.

Exact Wording: [from the Graduate student handbook, mind you, not the undergrad]
"Because a genuine and complete expression of love through sex requires a commitment to a total living and sharing together of two persons in marriage, the University believes that sexual union should occur only in marriage. Students found in violation of this policy shall be subject to disciplinary suspension or permanent dismissal."

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

So far, so good!

Thus far into law school (which is to say 2 days), I like it a lot!!!! I seem to have lucked out when it comes to my professors, I have yet to hear bad things about any one of them. Either the person I'm talking too hasn't ever had the prof, or if they have, they liked him a lot. I say him because I only have one female prof - for legal writing. No one I've met has ever had her, but everyone says legal writing sucks as a class no matter what just because it's so much work. But she seems fine thus far, and interestingly enough I found out that the same priest who married her and her husband married my parents. So maybe my "in" will get me an A. We'll see. So, knock on wood, law school ain't that bad afterall.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Last night as an Unofficial Law Student

Tomorrow morning classes start and I am *officially* a law student. I'm a tad nervous, but I'm more nervous that I'm not that nervous. How's that for nonsensical. Most of the time I think I'll be fine, it won't be that big of a deal to be in law school and then I get nervous that I'm too confident. I guess we'll find out tomorrow.

But in other news, every where I turn I found a married or engaged classmate. Certainly all the good looking males that I start to develop an interest in have a ring on their finger or have a gal out there somewhere with their ring on her finger. I have NO desire to be married, but I do have a desire to not be the only single girl. I'm wondering if this is a midwestern thing... In my class at Dartmouth of 1000, I only knew of like 2 people who were married, 1 who was engaged, and 1 who had a baby, and of those four, I only knew 1 personally. I'm sure the actual statistics were a bit higher, but nonetheless given that I've already met 2 married people and 4 engaged people in my class of 200 at Notre Dame, I wonder if geography has something to do with it. Certainly there's something to be said of the different demographics of the class (like one of the kids who is married is 26), but I still wonder what a single gal in the Midwest is to do.

Oh well, at least I'm not as bad off as Courtney. If she gets caught having sex out of marriage, she can get expelled. No wonder these Catholic kids are all getting married at the first opportunity. What a change from Dartmouth, where last spring there was a campaign to get people in the quiet, nerdy dorms to stop having sex so loudly so as not to disturb the studies of others.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006


So I have arrived and my new apartment is gorgeous. Well, at least my new room is, the rest of the apartment is still rather bare.

Pix of the new room and my new betta fish Bert:

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Fred & Milty

Tonight, in a round about way, I discovered this girl's blog which is incredibly touching and heartwrenching to say the least:

Abbie's Kenya Blog

She went to Kenya to help Fred & Milty build a clinic in their home village. Milty and especially Fred were good friends from Dartmouth who started work on this clinic shortly after both their parents died of AIDS. I've known about their clinic for a couple of years now, and have had the link up to its website all summer. But this girl describes Kenya and her experiences in a way that Fred & Milty were always too humble and upbeat to use. She had me in tears more than once tonight, and she really made me ashamed that I never tried to learn more about Fred & Milty's project. Not to mention the fact that the inspiring work that she and Fred & Milty have done all summer really makes me embarassed that I wrote I wanted to abandon my morals to make money. I hope y'all find this blog as inspiring as I do.

(the picture has been one of my all-time favorites since I saw it hanging on Fred's wall my freshman year at Dartmouth - It's Fred and Milton when they were younger, obviously. Updated picture of Fred below - with Angeles and I at homecoming.)

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

End of Summer

Summer's almost over - I leave for Notre Dame in 11 days. Naturally, all that's on my mind is the coming school year. Contributing to this obsession is the following blog, currently being written by a guy who went to Notre Dame in the late nineties.

I thought it would be good to come up with some goals for myself, just so I can come back to them in a year and laugh at myself and how naive I am. So here goes, my goals for myself for the next three years:

1. Law Review - I would really REALLY like to make law review. The top 10-15% of every Notre Dame class makes it on to law review based on their grades alone. The rest of the positions are fought for in a writing competition. If I were really on top of my game and where I wanted to be at the end of my 1L year, I would get a position on law review based on grades alone.

2. Husband - the other day, I asked Miss Kitty when she saw me getting married. Her answer? June of 2010 (apparently she had put some thought into this). That's the year after I graduate law school, so in order to stay on track, the fella will probably have to be someone I meet in law school. However, my goal is NOT to meet my husband but to beat my mom's goal for me and graduate without a fiance. Currently, I'm in the "I like being single" phase of my life and want a chance to get out in the world and make lots of money and enjoy it by myself before I have to share it.

3. Graduation - I would like to graduate Notre Dame feeling more accomplished than I did when I graduated from Dartmouth. That means I want to have 1 of 2 things (but preferrably both): some sort of "cum laude" behind my name in the graduation program and a high paying job. I've decided that in light of my 150,000 dollars worth of debt I'll have at the end of 3 years, morals are going to sit on the back shelf and I'm going to work for money immediately after graduation. Not that I'll be a corporate lawyer - YUCK! But, a private firm with my own office and a hefty paycheck is the aim here.

4. Niece - I would be one hell of an aunt. This is given. Now I expect my sisters to recognize my superior favorite-aunt-capacity and reward it with a niece of my very own. Then I'll be set.

So those are my goals for the next three years. I wonder how unrealistic I'm being... I also wonder how stupid I'm being by publishing these goals for my sisters (ahem, COLLE!) to read and hold me accountable for....

Friday, July 28, 2006

My New RTD Friend

Last night I rode the Denver public bus (RTD) home, and happened to have a pretty long wait for my bus, during which I was playing on my laptop. Along comes an older gentleman, around 60 years old, who wants to ask if I have a wireless card that gives me reception out there. Before I know what’s going on, he’s telling me all his woes, in a brutally honest fashion that tends to characterize most of the RTD passengers I’ve come across these past two summers. The poor gentleman had missed his first bus – it drove off as he was running down the street hollering after it. So now he had to wait an hour, and he didn’t get the Express bus but he’d have to get the local bus – a much longer walk when he finally gets to Boulder apparently. Then he tells me about how hard these bus rides between downtown Denver and Boulder have been on him. His doctor is in downtown Denver, his doctor who treats him for chronic fatigue syndrome and his heart valves that have given out. Now comes the good part. Now comes the part where he tells me what caused his heart valves to give out – apparently he was “microwaved.”

I thought microwaved referred to how life had treated him poorly and so he felt like he had been cooked by a microwave or something. Turns out, there are men out there who follow you around and who trace your social security number or credit cards, and once they find you, they “microwave” you. They each take a laser that produces ridiculously high magnetic beams and then they “triangulate” and “BOOM!” they kill ya. (apparently this guy was lucky that he didn’t get killed and instead only lost functioning of his heart valves, although he didn’t explain how he managed to luck out) These guys are EVERYWHERE!!!! They are out there killing people all over the place, and the cops and doctors think the people are dying of brain aneurisms. How does my RTD friend know? He carries a police scanner in one of the two large bags at his side and listens to it all day long.

Word on the street is that all these people are dying on account of the Truth. I learned all about the Truth last night. Apparently, the Bush family is actually a huge old mafia family that kills their business partners rather than paying them back. And the Clintons are a crime family too – did you know that Hillary Clinton stole all the money that was supposed to go to Hurricane Katrina victims? Not to mention the fact that it was illegal for both Bush and Kerry to run in the last election because they belonged to a secret subversive society (Skull & Bones). And the Masons are trying to invade the army as well as avoid the draft (despite the fact that we don’t have a draft and they can’t be both joining the army and avoiding the army at the same time). There was a lot more to the Truth, but you get the gist.

It’s all true, he says. Just go look at And he’s trying to publish it in a book right now. That is, if the men who microwave you don’t get to him first. I sure hope they don’t. Men like him keep RTD interesting.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Gotta feel sorry for this guy:

Those damn boxers, always getting in the way.

My torts prof & I are already off to a bad start.

When I started Dartmouth, or more exactly the summer before I started, Nicolle sent me an email warning me about our summer reading (Milton Friedman). She was worried that the selection was indicative of the politics I would come up against when I went to Dartmouth, traditionally one of the more conservative ivies. Thankfully, she was wrong, and the liberal presence on Dartmouth's campus was much stronger than the conservative presence.

Today, I discovered what might be my first indication of the political ideology of Notre Dame: an article written by my Torts professor.

This article bugs me for two reasons: first I think the professor is wrong in his argument and I have no one to argue with about it except my laptop screen, and second I vehemently disagree with his politics (which, although he professes to not eschew in this article, are still obvious in his motivation for writing in the first place). Anyone else think that this is cause for concern next year? Did I make the wrong decision?

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

"Hey Baby"


This number is NOT the number for the St. Regis hotel in San Francisco as it was proclaimed to be on an advertisement for a tech conference that Kelly sent to me so I could register her and get her a hotel room.

This number IS the number for a foot fetish sexline that answers with the recorded message: "Hey, Baby. Want to rub my feet or suck on my toes? The foot fetish line is only $1.99 a minute..." (I don't know what comes after this because I promptly cried "EWWW!" and hung up)

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

New Footer

*scroll to bottom of page*

I had a week and a half to move her

and now, if things continue as they are, I'll have a day and a half to buy a car and get it to my uncle's house in time for his birthday party on Friday night.

Never a dull moment.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

If Angeles knew I'm posting this...

...she'd murder me. However, since she never reads this, and Julie won't rat me out (cross my fingers), I thought this was highly amusing...

Angeles is in Argentina for the next month, and while there she's working at a children's hospital. Her description of her first day: "I spend my days helping to attend to patients and watching surgeries. Last wednesday was my first day here and they made me watch some nasty surgery. Some 12 year-old boy has his testicles all tiwsted up so they had to open him up to straighten stuff out. yikes, i was traumatized. That was the first penis i´ve seen that didn´t belong to a 5 month-old, what a memorable experience, what can i say ;-)"

So glad angeles is bored enough with me in person that she avoids my blog.

Scheduled Outage

Blogspot has a scheduled outage at 4 pm. So although I have nothing to say, I thought I would squeeze it in before then.

5 weeks from yesterday, I move into my Notre Dame apartment.

Monday, July 10, 2006

Purity Test

Purity Test

I'm a 75.6% on this purity test. A little disconcerting at first - especially b/c you can never raise that score. Once you've done something, it's always a "yes".

But I'm no Nicolle, thank god. Tsk, tsk, Miss 49.8%. Might as well tatoo "pervert" to your forehead.

Monday, July 03, 2006

The move is back on

We packed up Kelly's apartment in two hours yesterday. And then I went home to play with my new laptop. Which is the most frickin' awesome thing I've ever owned in my life!!!!

Thursday, June 29, 2006

22 years and 1 day

I feel old. Damn old.

I don't like being 22, not one bit.

Monday, June 26, 2006

Where have all the single gals gone?

Three good friends from high school that I keep in touch with.

One is married.

One is engaged, about to be married next April.

The third expects a ring by September.

Holy Christ All-friday!!!! What's wrong with being single?!?!

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Dog Dance

This dog dances better than me!!!

*Grease Dog*

(p.s. before you get on my case, Colle, let me just establish that yes, I did in fact steal this video from all-the-way-May)

Monday, June 19, 2006


I have been ridiculously emotional as of late. Case in point: I watched 4 different movies this weekend, 3 of which made me cry. When Sister Act II is making you sob like a baby, you know there's a problem. That, and I saw the Family Stone w/ my mom last night. Granted, that's a sad movie at parts. But when two people are shown in bed after having adulterous relations, I don't the reaction that the director was going for was unrelenting tears. It's quite embarassing, really, and it's got to stop.

Friday, June 16, 2006

my new roommie

Got the housing roommate assignment notice, and I'm a little worried. Potential Problems:

1. My new roommate doesn't have a facebook account. WHO DOESN'T HAVE A FACEBOOK ACCOUNT?!?!!

2. She's a 2L (i.e. 2nd year law student).... shouldn't she have found her own roommie by now.

3. She does not exist in google or the notre dame website in anything other than a name and email.

How am I supposed to be a stalker when she's giving me so little to work with?!?!

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Hello Summer.

Goodbye Dartmouth.

I really REALLY don't like being a college graduate yet.

Friday, May 26, 2006

First round of goodbyes

Yesterday was my last day at the daycare, which is one of my favorite places on all of Earth (see previous blogs entitled "I HEART DCCCC!!!!" or something of the sort). beyond it being sad because it was my last day there, it was also sad because I found out that the director's wife (who has been sick for about the past 3 months with breast cancer) died last tuesday. It was a little shocking because she's had cancer for ten years and only went out of remission around spring break. I adore their whole family, and they've always been incredibly nice to me by inviting me over when i'm on campus for thanksgiving or when nick and emily were in town last we went out for "daycare hazing"... it's also really sad because emily graduates from brown this weekend and they were really hoping that patti could last that long. It always just gets you thinking.... what if that were my mom?

Anyway, so the first round of dartmouth goodbyes didn't go so well. Here's hoping the remaining ones are a little less tramatic...

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

"The Word of Our Colle"

So my sister Nicolle was asked to do the liturgical readings at her friend Julie's wedding this weekend. For those of you who don't know Catholic mass, every liturgical reading is followed by a saying along the lines of "The Word of the Lord," after which the congregation responds, "Thanks be to God."

For those of you who don't know Nicolle, she's about the least Catholic person Julie could have found to do the readings, save for maybe a Jew.

Put the two together and you get Nicolle's version of the response at the end of the reading:
"The word of an overly-venerated story that has destroyed civilizations, brought to you courtesy of my mouth."

She might not say it this coming weekend, but you can be damned sure that she's doing the readings at my wedding if only in the hopes that she'll pop something like that out.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Maybe Law School isn't such a good idea....

....turns out that in 3 years, when I graduate from Notre Dame, I will be $150,000 in debt. I'm wondering if I shouldn't just stop while I'm only partially behind and call it quits.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006


Turns out Paige has a date to Elissa's wedding. Not just any date - a dreamboat. I'm in trouble - I need a date!!! HELP!!!!

Friday, April 21, 2006

Drzunk bloggin

bacardi O.... yummmmmmmmmm

Thursday, April 13, 2006


No Teach For America For Me...

Notre Dame here I come.
Here's hoping Courtney joins me!!!

What is my future?

I need one of those dumb blog quizzes to tell me my future. That, or when I hear back from Teach for America today, I need to get a "no" so that I don't have to make any choices. Otherwise, this weekend is going to be uber stressful for me.

Here are my options:

Teach For America

Notre Dame Law

Prostitution & Petty Theft

Any opinions?

Stupid Blog Quiz

You Have a Sanguine Temperament

You are an optimistic person who is easily content.
You enjoy casual, light tasks - never wanting to delve too deep into anything.
A bit fickle, it's easy for you to change plans or paths when presented with something better.

You enjoy all of the great things life has to offer - food, friends, and fun.
A great talker, you can keep the conversation going for hours.
You are optimistic and sure of your success. If you fail, you don't worry about it too much.

At your worst, you are vain. You are obsessed with your own attractiveness.
A horrible flirt, you tend to jump into love affairs and relationship drama easily.
You're very jealous - which just magnifies the craziness around you.

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Pix Part II

Spring Break Pix part II

...caption for above pic - snorkeling and my hair did not get on too well.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Bahamas Pictures!

Pictures from the best spring break ever!!! They aren't all there, but I'll add some more tonight...

Thursday, March 16, 2006

So I got this book for my bday last year and haven't had a chance to read it. I thought it would bring it to the bahamas with me for spring break b/c it looks like just the kind of easy read a person brings to the beach. Well I made the mistake of taking it into work yesterday. BIIIG mistake for two reason. First, look at it. It's kind of embarassing to cart around. and everytime someone sees i'm reading something they want to know what it is and see the cover. I'm mortified everytime. And the other reason it was a big mistake is that I did start reading it when I was bored and now I can't put it down. It's really funny. So it's not like I can just quit reading and then people will quit asking me about it. I really can't stop reading. My new plan is to read it really really fast so that I won't be reading it much longer. Only then what will I read in the Bahamas? Any suggestions?

Friday, March 10, 2006


Do the words "Michigan" and "Oregon" rhyme?

Overheard in NY's

Chick: Today is such a good day; my class was cancelled, it's sunny, I'm so relaxed.
Guy: Yeah, and I fucked the shit out of you.
Chick: Yeah, I love you.

--7th & B

Little girl: What's London?
Teen girl: London is a country in Europe.
Little girl: In Newark?


Spanish guy: College don't mean nothin' 'cause you could fucking graduate with papers and shit, then someone's friend gets the goddam job 'n shit. It don't matter 'bout college 'cause that fuckin' asshole makes $70,000 so you got the college paper and that don't mean shit.

--D Train

...I'm sure as hell hopin none of these are true... well, except maybe the first one. Otherwise, there's only one person I know with a sense of Geography that fucked up. Maybe I should just blow off my last paper and take the $70,000.

Monday, March 06, 2006

Heart-burn + Indian food = Winning Combination

Currently I have heartburn and I've decided the cure for it is to order Indian food. I'm so excited! I love Indian food more than I love anything else in this world right now. It's a weird craze thing I'm going through... I crave Indian food probably four days out the week. Even while I'm sitting here pissed as all get out at my esophogus for being such a pansy ass.

And in other news, I have a 10-15 page final paper due tomorrow comparing the women's suffrage movements in the United States and Chile. I have 8 pages so far and no real argument. The best part is I don't think I'll ever get to an argument. Them's are the best kinda papers by far. 6 days till Spring Break, 6 days till Spring Break!!!!

Sunday, March 05, 2006

7:45 on a Sunday Morning

I'm the only person that I know (other than Colle), that can't sleep after drinking. That, and my knees hurt like crazy mo'fos this morning cuz I stole someone's can of whipped cream and he chased me down and tackled me and all his weight and all my weight fell on my knees. It's the first time I've been close to crying in a long time.... :(

1 week from today I take my last final and go to Denver to start the spring of a lifetime!!! And yeah, sorry Colle/Chelle for not telling y'all about the Bahamas, but Colle "you don't bring me flowers, you don't sing me love songs, you hardly talk to me anymore when i come through the door at the end of the day" and Chelle you get to scrapbook the photos anyway, so it's all good.

I wish someone were awake to play with.

Friday, March 03, 2006

I can make it....

9 days from today, life will be grand. Finals will be over, I will be on a plane to Miss Kitty. I spend a week w/ Miss Kitty and then I hop on a plane to Boston and then meet w/ Angeles at Logan to go to Florida! from Florida, we hope on a boat for our Bahama trip!!! after the Bahamas, is spring term - my favorite term of all and I'm sure this spring is going to be the best term of my entire dartmouth career. I'm sooooo excited!!!

now if I can only get through the final exam, and 45 pages worth of final papers I have left to do in the next 9 days....

Thursday, March 02, 2006

I heart my sex class.

Important Lesson #1
Important Lesson #2

Monday, February 20, 2006

Fourth of July in Hanover

I'm sooo tired right now. Cuz I got ridiculously enthused this morning. And I used up all of my energy, adrenaline, and backup reserves for like a week.... So rather than tell the story again, here's a copy of the blitz that I sent out to a few friends:

holy crap, i just got the best news of my whole entire life!!!!

so my sister sent me an email telling me i had to call her at work cuz it was an emergency. Turns out that her emergency is just that she wants to tell me that she hates me and I'm spoiled cuz she got an email over the weekend and now i have 8 more cousins and another aunt and uncle coming to graduation - making the total number of people coming thus far 28. (that's if everyone who says they're coming comes, but at the very least, the number will be 21 for sure). OH MY FUCKING LORD YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCITED I AM!!!! Angeles & Paige, you know how excited I get for the fourth of july every year?!?! Well, this is the fourth of fucking july in fucking hanover!!!! This is the best day of my life!!!

so yeah, i'm kind of a family nut....just a tad. and yeah, i get really excited by these things... Miss Kitty thinks I might need to go on tranquillizers....

Saturday, February 18, 2006

i heart spring cleaning.

But now adays, every time I deep clean my room, I have to throw out so much stuff cuz I know I need to get rid of it before I move in June. So it just reminds me that I'm one step closer to leaving my last dorm room forever. :(

Friday, February 17, 2006

Overheard in NY

Chick #1 - I really think this is the way to go.
Chick #2 - I told you, I'm not ready! They don't even know me. I don't want them to always think of me as "that lesbian girl." I said no!
Chick #1 - I meant 8th Avenue.

--23rd & 8th

.....while it's only tangentially related, just thought I would reiterate that I should NOT be driving in the city. Even IF you know my funeral wishes, that is not enough incentive.

Thursday, February 16, 2006


"I told Chrissy I was wearing jew perfume. You know, jewfume. It smells like money."

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

The Smartest Damn Hamilton There Is.

Congrats to Court, the first Valedictorian the Hamiltons have ever seen.

Now when she gets into Dartmouth, she'll REALLY be my hero!

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

This Thursday marks the beginning of my fourth and final Winter Carnival. In honor of this, I thought I would do a Bagel's Dartmouth Winter Carnival Recap.

Freshman Year:
Freshman year winter carnival I became convinced I had diabetes. I even had a mental breakdown in the library in front of Dan-the-Man. Freshman Year was also the year I discovered Early 80s. I don't know if you know me or not, but if there's one thing that makes my life complete, it's the baby jesus. If there's one thing that makes my life even MORE complete, it's early 80s! early 80s is the air I breathe, the love of my life, the ground I walk on. Without early 80s, I would have long ago sold myself into prostitution to fund my crack habit.

Sophomore Year:
February 13, 2004 - the night that my entire social existence changed while I was booting my guts out into a trashcan in the library. This was the night I met my future Mexican wife and my Big Mama, otherwise known as Liz and Mark. I have yet to live down the booting in the library, and something tells me I never will.

Junior Year:
I never would have thought I could pull of a bigger stunt than booting in public until I became one of *those girls*. Enough said. But this also led to me passing G.L. 101, so in the end, maybe it was worth it.


Thursday, February 02, 2006

Well, I'll be a son of b*tch.

But the point is, I'll be a son of a bitch in LAW SCHOOL!!!!!

Cuz, yup, that's right, I got an acceptance letter! To NOTRE DAME! My not-so-safe safety school.

I'm not gonna lie, I'm breathing a ton easier tonight.

Friday, January 27, 2006

SO Crabby.

For absolutely no reason.

But I hate the world.

Even the bunnies.

Stupid fucking bunnies.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Every little girl needs a dream to come true

From Elissa's blog: "In other news, it is confirmed that Simon's little cousin, Zahra is going to be our flower girl. She told her Mom it is her dream come true which made me smile. I think every little girl needs a dream come true so I am glad I helped with that one..."

This got me thinking. When I was a little girl, I had a million and a half dreams. I dreamed of being Bette Midler. Then I saw Pretty Woman, and that dream switched to being Julia Roberts. Not in the actress sense, but in the Pretty Woman sense. Of course, I was the dumbest kid in the planet and so I didn't actually catch on to what being Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman meant; all I knew is that I wanted really long boots and fun gloves and a blonde wig. Later, I dreamed that I would be a kindergarten teacher after I made my fortune as an artist, of being president, of being married to Brad Pitt, and of having 15 children. Now I think I can safely say that most of these will never come true (although, if this Dartmouth winter doesn't end soon, I might just drop out and go to my original plan of being Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman). So I'm curious if I was just a ridiculously unrealistic little girl or if I should be concerned with my lack of follow through. Let's hope it's the former.

Anyway, this is my theme for the day and it has inspired many more conversations....

What They Wanted to Be When They Were Little Girls:
Paige - "To grow up and look like anne frank...mission accomplished." (Story behind that one is that it's a miracle Paige and I are even friends b/c of all of the times i told her that she looked just like ann frank when we first met)

Mark - "to have dinner with you and julie tonight at 5:45." and then after i told him my desire to be julia roberts in pretty woman "just remembered my dream -- i wanted to be the guy in the car."

Paul Busket - "To drive an ice cream truck." (We later decided he wasn't ever allowed to fulfill that one, because no matter how pure his intentions, he'd just be a sketchy southern dude trying to pick up young girls.)

Rene - "i had plenty of foolish dreams. and i think they were important to my development, and i'm glad i had them. but i think the point of me having had them was more important than the composition of those dream, you know? that 'sunny optimism' was a good thing in the long run..." (at this point, I stopped reading and promptly fell asleep)

Shaunak - "To be Jesus."

Julie - "a professional color-er (like to get paid to color in coloring books...i took it very VERY seriously)" with the exception of Paige, i think we all proved that dreams were meant to be foresaken.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Daycare Hazing.

Monday night I got a blitz from campus Safety & Security that says: "A gentleman named Nick Robbins called us just a few minutes ago. He'd like to speak with you. His number is 603 359 4090."

I FLIP my shit. Nick Robbins is the son of the daycare director. CLEARLY the director died, or Terry died, or there was a car accident and someone's lying in a hospital bed. I run into Angeles's room and tell her I can't call - it's too much, I don't want to know, I can't call. But obviously I HAVE to call, right? So I do....

And Nick answers. And he's wasted. And his sister gets on the phone, and SHE'S wasted. And they're all like: "We're coming to get you. We'll be there in 5 minutes. You're doing shots." And then hang up.

So Monday night we had daycare social hour, which felt almost like daycare hazing. Highly amusing and absolutely ridiculous at the same time.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Thanks, Mark.

Apparently THIS website is the real overheard in dartmouth.

Remind me to post later about how I got a blitz from our campus Safety and Security last night that turned into a raging hangover this morning...

Monday, January 16, 2006

Note to Self....

...don't ever get a TV for the bedroom:

TV = No Sex

And also, I finally figured out what Colle's been talking about. This site is hilarious! my favorite one:
Guy: I haven't brushed my teeth in 48 hours.
Girl: Ew, that's so gross.
Guy: Hey, you're the one that's kissing me. Want to see some plaque?

And then there's the Dartmouth version. my favorite one:
Jewish Girl 2: Just don't say JDate. You don't want to be freaky, but he's a Jewish med student and this is Hanover. You have to be aggressive

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Scratch that.

Looks my sex class, which is in the Geography department, is going to be incredibly boring. Turns out alll geography classes consist of is sitting around discussing trends and aspects of trends without any further, deeper analysis. It's all superficial and boring.

And in other news, the weekend had highlights and not so high-lights. Christmas party was really really fun, and laid back. The next night Angeles and I went to Dr. Young's (where Fred lives while working for the college). Fred's little sister, Grace, is a sophomore in a NH boarding school and she was going back to school on Sunday, so Angeles and I went to Dr. Young's to meet her on Saturday night and Fred and Grace made us Kenyan food - soooo good.

In the meantime, there was a fair amount of boy drama this weekend that will hopefully be settled soon. Nothing worth mentioning, and I hope that soon enough f'er f'nuts will get over his issues. But we all know I'm the most impatient person in the world - you'd think after 11 months, a few days would be a piece of cake. But that's just how ridiculous I am.

Friday, January 06, 2006

It's the freakin' weekend...

...and my aunt flow is in town! (for once I mean it when i say) HOORAY!

we're having an asian themed christmas party tonight - cuz what christmas dinner party doesn't include curry and sushi? and my hope is that this weekend will mark the end of my winter term blues. especially since i finally figured out my classes, and my third class is Love, Sex, and Money (the GENUINE gettin' laid 101). i've decided my winter goal is to get a citation in my sex class. how funny would that be?

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

I hate winter.

my fingers are cold. my nose is cold. my arms are cold. my teeth keep chattering. the walk to my apartment is soooooo long and sooooo cold. our common space is cold. my room is cold. WHEN THE F*CK DOES SPRING COME?!?!

and in other news, my new years resolution to quit swearing might just have to wait until the weather warms up.