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Tuesday, December 21, 2004
Open Your Eyes
The nice thing about not updating in a while is that everyone else has updated first. News!
Well, Arran's visit was everything I had hoped, though too short of course. Decadent days, hyper nights, the works. I miss her.
I haven't had the chance to come down though: Arran launched my holidays and they've been pretty solidly good ever since.
I can't believe we missed Arran's flight though. Oooops! I'm glad we got to see the beach, but *wince*
I met Emilie at the airport as I was dropping off Arran, and we're being law students together. She has papers, I have the research job, we work for a few hours then have espressos in the kitchen or coffee at Jasper's.
They're letting us out tomorrow though: we have the car. We'll get a gift for my aunt and grandparents then paint the town red. Loop Charlotte street *twice*, or something equally awe-inspring.
The cocktail party went well. Lots of thinness compliments, which made me feel right self-concious but the cointreau coffee tided me over and I was downright cheery.
And Dr. Grant was an abundant source of local music info. It wasn't just that I was having fun... it was that I was enjoying our discussion more than most I've had with my classmates. Weird. I'm growing up, augh!
This lap-of-luxury thing is probably making me soft. The student life will doubtless shock me to death. I can't picture my apartment in the absolute order of my room. Best not think about it.
Six sleeps left!
Well, Arran's visit was everything I had hoped, though too short of course. Decadent days, hyper nights, the works. I miss her.
I haven't had the chance to come down though: Arran launched my holidays and they've been pretty solidly good ever since.
I can't believe we missed Arran's flight though. Oooops! I'm glad we got to see the beach, but *wince*
I met Emilie at the airport as I was dropping off Arran, and we're being law students together. She has papers, I have the research job, we work for a few hours then have espressos in the kitchen or coffee at Jasper's.
They're letting us out tomorrow though: we have the car. We'll get a gift for my aunt and grandparents then paint the town red. Loop Charlotte street *twice*, or something equally awe-inspring.
The cocktail party went well. Lots of thinness compliments, which made me feel right self-concious but the cointreau coffee tided me over and I was downright cheery.
And Dr. Grant was an abundant source of local music info. It wasn't just that I was having fun... it was that I was enjoying our discussion more than most I've had with my classmates. Weird. I'm growing up, augh!
This lap-of-luxury thing is probably making me soft. The student life will doubtless shock me to death. I can't picture my apartment in the absolute order of my room. Best not think about it.
Six sleeps left!
# posted by Spot @ 11:28 p.m.
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Sunday, December 12, 2004
Cut and Dry
It's almost over!
I'm tired of talking about school. For a while I thought it might be educational to log my feelings about each exam so that when I get my results I could see how closely they mirror my expectations.
But exams [and talking about them] suck.
What doesn't suck is upcoming wonderfullness. Like Air's visit [woot] Emilie's arrival [woot] and Christmas [woot].
I knew the worst would pass, and now it has.
Oh, and I got a haircut. Which I'm happy with. I just wanted to tell you so that you don't have to ask: you can go straight to the "hot or not" question.
Ok, I'm being silly. One last thing before I go: you should e-mail me if you're in CB on Saturday. Party party.
I'm tired of talking about school. For a while I thought it might be educational to log my feelings about each exam so that when I get my results I could see how closely they mirror my expectations.
But exams [and talking about them] suck.
What doesn't suck is upcoming wonderfullness. Like Air's visit [woot] Emilie's arrival [woot] and Christmas [woot].
I knew the worst would pass, and now it has.
Oh, and I got a haircut. Which I'm happy with. I just wanted to tell you so that you don't have to ask: you can go straight to the "hot or not" question.
Ok, I'm being silly. One last thing before I go: you should e-mail me if you're in CB on Saturday. Party party.
# posted by Spot @ 4:33 p.m.
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Wednesday, December 08, 2004
B.A.R.D.
Good news first: I haven't been confident for no reason. It is possible for me to do badly on an exam, and I can tell when it's happened. So contracts and public were probably legitimately good sittings, not just me blithely assuming the best.
Bad news: I did badly on criminal. Beyond a reasonable doubt.
AUGH! It's the one I know best! I was uber prepared!
and other expressions of frustration.
I'm so angry, but I don't know what I could've done differently. It just wouldn't click, dammit.
I missed the legal duty to hand a criminal over to the police. Sssiiiggghh.
The only thing to do is wait and see. Everyone was stressed out, no one finished in time... maybe I still did ok relative to the class.
[Sarah's dreams of placing first in crim fly out the window.]
SO ANGRY!
Bad news: I did badly on criminal. Beyond a reasonable doubt.
AUGH! It's the one I know best! I was uber prepared!
and other expressions of frustration.
I'm so angry, but I don't know what I could've done differently. It just wouldn't click, dammit.
I missed the legal duty to hand a criminal over to the police. Sssiiiggghh.
The only thing to do is wait and see. Everyone was stressed out, no one finished in time... maybe I still did ok relative to the class.
[Sarah's dreams of placing first in crim fly out the window.]
SO ANGRY!
# posted by Spot @ 5:49 p.m.
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Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Hold On To These Moments As They Pass
Almost halfway done! These exams are a lot more fun than I thought they would be. I think it's hard to get stressed out when you have so little time. That sounds strange, I know. But if you have lots to say about what you do know, and not enough time to say it all... you don't have time to notice what you might have left out.
Went for a beer with Mark, Tabitha and others yesterday, after Public law. Lots of fun: we talked about breeding dogs [did you know golden retrievers can be up to 900$?], buying Christmas gifts [Tabitha has, like, 6 nieces and nephews], everything but exams. Heaven.
Things are kinda complicated with Mark, Stacy and Jeff at the moment. Times like these really make me notice just how small Halifax can be. 'nuf said.
In CUSID news, I had an absolutely lovely time at the rum 'n eggnogg. And yesterday I had an equally lovely time debating women's rights on the CUSID east board. I'm sorry, but the "women belong on their knees" comment was going way too far [even if it was meant in jest, even if it was a style round, even though we had all been drinking, etc etc]. The funny thing is that such a close friend said it. Which is the point Devin and John raised.
I guess I want to discourage sexism in a public forum so I don't have to make it personal.
So I guess there's lots of exciting things happening at the moment. And I feel warm and fuzzy: sometimes I really love studying law. And talking on the phone. And biking to school, drinking coffee, writing exams, laughing after. And mittens. I love mittens.
# posted by Spot @ 2:31 p.m.
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Sunday, December 05, 2004
When I get bored, I exercise
Hell is pending exams.
So I use my procrastinating energy to do everything I should except study. In the past week I've:
1- re-mastered my flute
2- organized my receipts
3- gone to the gym far too often
4- cleaned my room
5- messed up my room
6- registered at thefacebook. Ugh.
7- blogged!
I've managed not to resurrect FFT. Or smoke a single cigarette. Thank goodness for small victories.
So bored!
Back to memorizing the Meorin test.
So I use my procrastinating energy to do everything I should except study. In the past week I've:
1- re-mastered my flute
2- organized my receipts
3- gone to the gym far too often
4- cleaned my room
5- messed up my room
6- registered at thefacebook. Ugh.
7- blogged!
I've managed not to resurrect FFT. Or smoke a single cigarette. Thank goodness for small victories.
So bored!
Back to memorizing the Meorin test.
# posted by Spot @ 9:32 p.m.
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Saturday, December 04, 2004
More evidence
Run'm'eggnog was loads of fun. Samina posted our Atlantics photos online:
http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/sammythind/my_photos
Thankfully I'm mostly absent, but it gives a good impression of tonight. I'm so glad I got to unwind! And carrot cake after, one of my favourites.
http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/sammythind/my_photos
Thankfully I'm mostly absent, but it gives a good impression of tonight. I'm so glad I got to unwind! And carrot cake after, one of my favourites.
# posted by Spot @ 1:18 a.m.
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Friday, December 03, 2004
15$ later
That wasn't bad at all.
I didn't realize how short these are: an hour and a half, that's not nearly enough time to cramp fingers.
I worry I didn't quote enough cases. My organization's certainly off... but I feel good about it. I guess I figure I did just as badly as everyone else :)
I did discover that I have absolutely no tolerance for interaction before one of these things. Jeff came over to chat with Stacy and I was ready to bite both of their heads off. Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw. Beforehand I don't want anyone psyching me out. And afterwards I don't want anyone getting into my head and making me second-guess myself. Especially since I won't know how I did for another 3 weeks, minimum.
So I'm in the lab, working on my part time job. Which is awesome, just what the doctor ordered: basically informed copy-and-pasting. So I don't have to think, and if I feel like taking a break / wasting time, this is a great way to make money while I'm doing it.
But right now I'm off to waste time in an even more glorious fashion: the Dal in-house! Rum 'n' eggnog, here I come.
I didn't realize how short these are: an hour and a half, that's not nearly enough time to cramp fingers.
I worry I didn't quote enough cases. My organization's certainly off... but I feel good about it. I guess I figure I did just as badly as everyone else :)
I did discover that I have absolutely no tolerance for interaction before one of these things. Jeff came over to chat with Stacy and I was ready to bite both of their heads off. Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw. Beforehand I don't want anyone psyching me out. And afterwards I don't want anyone getting into my head and making me second-guess myself. Especially since I won't know how I did for another 3 weeks, minimum.
So I'm in the lab, working on my part time job. Which is awesome, just what the doctor ordered: basically informed copy-and-pasting. So I don't have to think, and if I feel like taking a break / wasting time, this is a great way to make money while I'm doing it.
But right now I'm off to waste time in an even more glorious fashion: the Dal in-house! Rum 'n' eggnog, here I come.
# posted by Spot @ 4:57 p.m.
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Thursday, December 02, 2004
Thank You and Goodnight
My mind is stuffed. Not another case will enter. My head runneth over.
OK. Once you've done everything you can, it's time for reassurance. Sooooo
You know what I like about this school?
1: I don't have to write my exam in a gym. No rickety tables, no unsteady chairs, no surly proctors. My exams are all written in the same, easy-to-navigate building [and, by coincidence, all in the same newly-renovated class]. Comfy chairs, no lost-feeling and my professor will proctor.
2: Fail safe exams. Even if I get everything completely wrong, no problem. Christmas exams don't count unless you do better than on your finals. Even then, they only count for 30%.
So why am I so nervous! AHHHHHHH!
I need to get some sleep. Maybe pray. It can only help.
OK. Once you've done everything you can, it's time for reassurance. Sooooo
You know what I like about this school?
1: I don't have to write my exam in a gym. No rickety tables, no unsteady chairs, no surly proctors. My exams are all written in the same, easy-to-navigate building [and, by coincidence, all in the same newly-renovated class]. Comfy chairs, no lost-feeling and my professor will proctor.
2: Fail safe exams. Even if I get everything completely wrong, no problem. Christmas exams don't count unless you do better than on your finals. Even then, they only count for 30%.
So why am I so nervous! AHHHHHHH!
I need to get some sleep. Maybe pray. It can only help.
# posted by Spot @ 11:59 p.m.
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Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Ottawa Called...
...they want their bilingualism back.
I'm still addicted to one of Sarah's songs, so I'm trying to refrain before I ruin it for myself.
In good news, Parliament called: they got my guide application and they want to test my French. Which they're doing tomorrow. Over the phone. 12 sharp.
J'ai completement perdu mon francais. Je suis pas meme certain si je suis capable de parler pour plus que 30 secondes, let alone 30 minutes.
Merde.
En plus, tout le francais que j'ai appris cette ete est plus ou moins sale. J'espere que je ne m'oublis pas. Faut pas parler en sacrees.
Hm. Here's hoping I pull it off: the job is pretty decent, looks good on a CV, pays well. At the very least a good backup to a summer law job. Or a bumming on a beach job.
I may not know what I want, but I'm getting offers anyway!
I'm still addicted to one of Sarah's songs, so I'm trying to refrain before I ruin it for myself.
In good news, Parliament called: they got my guide application and they want to test my French. Which they're doing tomorrow. Over the phone. 12 sharp.
J'ai completement perdu mon francais. Je suis pas meme certain si je suis capable de parler pour plus que 30 secondes, let alone 30 minutes.
Merde.
En plus, tout le francais que j'ai appris cette ete est plus ou moins sale. J'espere que je ne m'oublis pas. Faut pas parler en sacrees.
Hm. Here's hoping I pull it off: the job is pretty decent, looks good on a CV, pays well. At the very least a good backup to a summer law job. Or a bumming on a beach job.
I may not know what I want, but I'm getting offers anyway!
# posted by Spot @ 8:10 p.m.
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Everything is going so good
Sarah Harmer is my new find. Stacy and I went to see her in concert back in September. Seems like yesterday...
Because studying is so very very boring I need good things to look forward to. Like Air's visit!
In the immediate future, the run 'n eggnog sounds promising. Tonight was quite fun, actually. Happy birthday Eddie!
[I missed Eddie's birthday party. Boo me. It was a great idea too: dinner at a restaurant, drinking to follow. I'm sorry Eddie..]
But Amol and the Dal DU celebrated tonight with a little sweet cake and two-bite brownies for the rest of us.
Oh Amol, not fair. Exam stress can only burn off so many chocolate-ful calories.
Thank goodness for squash.
Cross my toes
And that's how it goes
Because studying is so very very boring I need good things to look forward to. Like Air's visit!
In the immediate future, the run 'n eggnog sounds promising. Tonight was quite fun, actually. Happy birthday Eddie!
[I missed Eddie's birthday party. Boo me. It was a great idea too: dinner at a restaurant, drinking to follow. I'm sorry Eddie..]
But Amol and the Dal DU celebrated tonight with a little sweet cake and two-bite brownies for the rest of us.
Oh Amol, not fair. Exam stress can only burn off so many chocolate-ful calories.
Thank goodness for squash.
Cross my toes
And that's how it goes
# posted by Spot @ 1:35 a.m.
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