Friday, April 30, 2010

Conversations (abridged)



12:31 AM J: if someone doesn't apologize, you shouldnt say "dont worry about something"
  
J: i could see you preemptively saying dont worry about it
 J: hahaha



  
J: oops...
12:36 AM J: ring fingers got mixed up
J: huh... that's funny
 J: if the ringfingers get confused kiss becomes kill

Friday, April 23, 2010

My new poster!

Ok, so last year I was all up in arms about buying a 2nd poster for my room. I even blogged about it (here).

FINALLY, FINALLY, FINALLY after wasting so much time on the interwebs and coming up with and then rejecting several DIY artsy ideas, I found a print I fell in love with.

After reading about 20x200.com at one of my favorite blogs (link here) I decided to give it a looksee.

I stumbled upon this image.
























And I fell in love. I can't say exactly why. I love the pink and green (theme of my room!) and I've always loved birch trees. I've also noticed that I am really into birch tree art (and by this I mean I've seen 2 pieces of art in the past 7 months with birch trees and I liked both of them a lot lot lot).

I know $200 is a lot on my meager student budget .... but since I returned those craptastic shoes below (and the color was a lot prettier than the picture) I figured I deserved this print. Also, it's ART!!! And it makes me oh-so-happy!!!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

NOT WORTH IT.


Source: Nordstrom

Bought these $300 shoes on sale for $198 at Nordstrom.com. Not worth it. You can see all the glue. And the heel position is not good so my center of balance is all off. Who wants to pay that much for shoddy craftmanship?

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Forgiveness. Or at least, Letting Go.

Source: Fan blog

I received an email on December 29th, 2009 from one of my closest college gal pals. She sent along this article/post from Daily Candy with the comment: "how i felt toward [REDACTED]"

There had been some "drama" several years ago with the (ex?) friend that she named. To be accurate, it occurred when we were still in college so about 2.5 to 3.5 years ago. Anyway, it hadn't occurred to me that even now, 3+ years after everything had happened, she still might have trouble getting her feelings out in words and letting it all go.

However, I had also been through/was still going through some unnecessary and unwanted drama in my own life. One of those situations when someone goes from Most Trusted Friend to Enemy of the State. Anyway, I've found that reading through while filling the blanks DOES have a calming effect and reproduced the letter below.

If you're harboring any ill will or negative feelings, I say give the "fill-in-the-blank" a go and see if it helps. As cliche and "Gossip Girl" as it (the letter's tone) seems, it's a useful tool in putting feelings/thoughts into words. Especially for those of you/us who are wont to hold things in. Also, all it is is a template. And it does a pretty decent job at that.

Highlights: Honesty (recognizes both the bad AND the good) and Tone (ends on a positive note)

Dear ___ [name of frenemy],

After reflecting on our ___ [Freudian term] relationship, I realized that you suck the energy out of me like ___ [2009 vampire protagonist]. My therapist told me to get everything off my ___ [body part], so here goes:

Truth is, I never liked going ___ [trendy retro leisure sport] with you. I’m not your personal ___ [pathetic reality TV sidekick]. And it’s no secret that you ___ [past-tense verb] my boyfriend. I’d ask if you were on ___ [prescription drug], but I already know the answer, since you stole it from my ____ [aging relative].

Of course, there were magical times (guzzling whiskey cocktails at ___ [favorite NYC gastropub], charging clog boots at ___ [favorite indie boutique] on your mom’s credit card), but I want to move into 2010 as a healthy, ___ [positive emotion] person.

I do blame you for my ___ [sign of aging] but otherwise no hard feelings. Here’s to making 2010 as drama free as ___ [PBS documentary title].

Love,
___ [your name]

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

(Belated) New Year's Resolutions

Source: Quote-y blog
(unfortunately the results for a "new year's duck" Google image search turned up only cooked ducks...)

Last year I had a New Year's "theme" rather than a resolution (that link is sub-par ... I mistakenly thought I had devoted a whole post to my New Year's Theme). This year it seems more appropriate to say I'm sporting a mixture of resolutions and maxims. I suppose if this year were to have a theme, it would be summed up by one of my favorite quotes:
Always behave like a duck: keep calm and unruffled on the surface, but paddle like hell underwater.
I only now just realized that this quote that I have loved forever is just a bastardized version of the Michael Caine quote from the picture above. I can't say which version I prefer. I do have a thing for consistency and first impressions. BUT the Michael Caine quote uses the word "dickens" in it - which the nerd in me is giddy over.

In any case, I suppose that is my theme for the year. To share more of a calm (refined?) and thoughtful aura with the world while working my tail off where it counts. To be fully honest, now that I look at it, it does seem like the same theme as last year in different words. Well, I could say it looks like I failed last year's theme. ORRR another way to look at is through the lens of: "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again." - Thomas H. Palmer

In the spirit of full disclosure, (and for my own record - dear readers, please feel free to hold me to my resolutions/maxims) allow me the indulgence of listing my New Year's resolutions/themes.

1. 말이쁘게 하기 (literally "to talk prettily" - but more in the sense of taking the edge off my biting sarcasm, brutal honesty, and judgmental proclamations/criticisms)

2. To be more patient

3. To be less judgmental/more open-minded/accepting of people who are different from me

4. To be less emotional/superlative

Don't worry. I'm not lobotomizing myself. I plan on being as gregarious and enthusiastic as ever. Just about more pleasant topics and excited in more positive ways. Well, I've got a full day ahead of me tomorrow. Off to bed now =)

And just because pictures of ducks are just so freaking cute (notsomuch in real life).
Source: Another blog





















Source: FreeFoto.com

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Reflection and Resurrection

First hit for "starting again" on Google images
Source: Blog on flying?

Another pretty random hit on Google images
Source: Dusty Groove

And this one just seemed even more random so I had to include it
Source: Amazon
(I love irrelevant but somewhat topical images for blog posts - perhaps I'll even devote a whole post to this topic)

It's official. I'm going to start blogging again. I can't promise that I'll do it very often. But I do want to make it more regular. I miss it. I really, really do. I miss writing. I miss being able to archive my thoughts. (Also, my dear friends L and K inspired and then complimented me into doing it).

In my last post, I said I wouldn't be back until I found my voice. Well, I have a voice. My "voice," my point of view, it's just me. I want my blog to be about me and it probably should be about me. After all, I'm the only thing I really know enough about to write on. After reading Tiffany's post over at I am Style-ish on whether or not her blog genuinely reflected her, I realized that what she said rang true with me (p.s. I LOVE LOVE LURV her blog - we are taste twins! Just head over there for a peek and you will see what I mean). I share her concerns for privacy and safety (not to the same extent - I'm nowhere near as web-popular as she is) but I also believe that everything (or at least nearly everything, I haven't had the time to actually go through and vet every post) I've posted does represent who I am. At least at the time that a particular post was written.

Following in that vein, I feel ready to resurrect my blog. Disclaimer: It IS going to be about me, my interests, and other things that happen to catch my fancy. Don't say I didn't warn you. If it happens to be cookies or an omelette one day, so be it. If it's my professor's view on copyright, so be it. If it happens to be super-gorgeous shoes or a satin bow headband, that's what I'll blog about. Pretty much anything that I would tell a stranger at a friend's house is fair game for post topics. Not too personal but definitely genuine. I think that's a fair line to draw. After all, you probably don't want to read about my pet peeve for the day or why friend X is the meanest person I know. But if I would feel comfortable sharing it with a stranger at a cocktail party, you get to read about it - regardless of how trite, or how monumental, the subject.

That being said, I am also going to disconnect my blogspot from my Facebook feed after this current post. I'll leave the link to my blog on my Facebook profile, so if you choose to continue reading you'll have that option. But I'm not going to shove my blog down your (digital Internet) throats.

I'm going to have some work to do before I'll be completely up and running again (creating and implementing a consistent set of "labels," a new format/coloring, etc.) but I'll do what I can to keep you entertained in the meantime. Just be patient with me.

One last caveat: the topics I will most LIKELY be blogging/writing/posting about (what IS the correct verb for doing this?):
- Me
- Food (that I like, eat, create, or am DYING to eat or create)
- Law school/career stuff
- Clothing and fashion
- Things that are pink and/or shiny
- Organizing
- Anything else that happens to be relevant in my life

Like I said, don't say I didn't warn you!

P.S. One of my goals for the "new" blog is user-friendliness. If you are so inclined please comment on formatting, font, layout, anything really and/or make suggestions.

Some starting points for discussion:
1. Do you like the pink background or should I revert back to white?
2. Do you prefer the blogs I list on the right to be listed alphabetically or by most recent post?
3. Do you care for the titles of the most recent posts or should I limit it to a bare list of blog names?

Saturday, February 13, 2010

writing?

Should I start blogging again?

I think I lost my voice last year.

While I originally started this blog when I was in Korea to keep my stateside family and friends updated, it quickly became my little ranting space. And I've waxed poetic about various reasons I stopped blogging (or at least publicly posting) when I started law school.

Unless I find a new point of view that I don't mind sharing, I'm not sure what I should do. I don't know that I'm comfortable keeping a general, "Here are my feelings and rants and random thoughts," blog anymore. Therefore, I feel that if I pick up blogging again I should have a clear perspective and slant. For example, my thoughts on being a law student. Or my makeshift approach to cooking for one. Or my take on the various articles and blogs I read.

In any case, I need to find a voice. It's been a couple years since I've wanted to write about my "boy" stories but don't want to be a SATC (Sex and the City) parody/wannabe. And mostly I've always wanted to write about them because they are so ridiculous or silly that I feel obligated to share them. Sometimes I think these INSANE things happen to me JUST SO I can share them with my friends ... there can be no other explanation for the parade of crazy in my life except to serve as fodder for others' amusement and entertainment. But so far I haven't shared those stories because I don't think my escapades would remain anonymous and I'm not ready for that (yet?).

So until I figure this out, this is just another teaser. =)

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Songs I've been feeling.

All I Have - Jennifer Lopez
Apologize - Timbaland
Beautiful Girls - Sean Kingston
Hot n Cold - Katy Perry
Right Round - Flo Rida
Goodbye, My Lover - James Blunt

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

sospecho.



i need to start being a nicer person. or find new friends...

me: i'm so mad at you! i was going to be nice to you all day today!
p: wait, why?
me: i made a resolution to be nice to you today!
p: umm, why?
me: wait, don't you like it when i'm nice to you?
p: i mean, you're nice. enough.
me: WHAT?!?!
p: i mean, it'd be nice if you were nicer, but also i'd be suspicious...

sadly, this is not the first time i've received that EXACT response. my niceness is often met with suspicion.

what does this say about me as a person?

i'm just trying to BE a nice person ... but if you all are suspicious, that does not help!

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

H1N1

ring ring

daddy: hello?
me: hi daddy! i'm thinking of coming home tomorrow
daddy: what's wrong? are you crying?
me: no no, my voice is gone from this weekend
daddy: YOU HAVE SI
me: what? no!
daddy: are you sure?
me: what? you're not going to let me come home?
daddy: you have SI, i'm not even gonna shake your hand
me: WHAT?!?! cmon! i'm not sick anywhere else, i just lost my voice from this weekend
daddy: ok. if you're sure.
me: yea, come get me tomorrow
daddy: talk to your mom

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Poster shopping

So I currently have ONE poster in my room. I bought it earlier this year when I came across the idea of a New Year's "theme."

The poster in my bedroom is this one:


Anyway, while renovating our house, reassigning and redecorating my bedroom at home, my parents and I decided to get rid of the two framed posters I had received as a much younger girl (one movie poster from Disney's Beauty and the Beast and one American Girl poster of Molly reading). They were going to throw them out with our spring cleaning and I told her to save the frames since I had been looking for a frame online for the poster I have right now.

So now I have to find a poster for the 2nd frame. Ideally it would also go in my apartment room next to my New Year's theme poster.

My whole room has a pastel pink and green theme. I have tulip art squares above my headboard. So I went to posters.com and the first thing on the homepage that matched my color scheme was this:


But I don't want a teenybopper girl on my wall. My friends give me a hard time as it is because I'm so into early childhood education. I can't help it that I'm on the same intellectual level as those 5-year-olds and we are BFF!!!

Anyway, so I continued searching on Posters.com.

These are my criteria:
1. Pink should be the color that ties it together
2. Fit the color scheme
3. Don't be too cliche (image, logo, overall tone)
4. Should brighten my day/make me smile
5. Should be something clever and out of the ordinary

Didn't think it would be too difficult...

Here are some pretty flower posters from the website, and while they pretty much fit all the criteria, they're all missing #5. These flowers are pretty but boring.

Flower 1


Flower 2


Flower 3


Flower 4


Then I found some alcohol posters I liked. But this also seems a bit cliche, not clever, and just too young for my room.
Sauvignon Blanc: a few too many colors and just doesn't go with the "flow" of my room


Cosmopolitan: I don't actually like or drink these


Absinthe: Feels like I'm trying too hard to be cool...


They just don't feel "me" enough. Here are a few others that are NICE but not quite "right."
Too monochrome


I don't like cats


Too bright/harsh


Here are my two favorites so far, although they aren't quite big enough to put in a frame by their lonesomes and I haven't yet contacted the creator (Etsy.com) to ask if they do bigger prints, I was thinking I could put both of them in one frame with a dried flower, a bit of lace or beading, and some other small pretty things to do a collage framed work.

NYC poster


Shopping


Let me know if you have any suggestions or have come across something you think I might like. Remember to keep my criteria in mind!

(Aren't you so glad I'm back? If only temporarily.) This is a preview of all the fun you/I/we'll have on my blog this summer =)

Thursday, April 2, 2009

For my birthday



Things I want/need:

pretty manila folders

more file folders
a thing to hold all my file folders
some more file folder ideas 1 2

now, you may be asking, why this obsession with file folders?
and i would answer, oh, you mean in addition to how i love to organize everything i can into file folders already? it's because i want to start a GTD tickler file system!!!
then you say: GTD TICKLER FILE SYSTEM??? why you're spouting more nonsense than usual!
and i say, check DIS out!

my amazon book list

another bookstand

DVDs
The Office
30 Rock
Arrested Development Season 3
Gossip Girl
Desperate Housewives

the other thing i really needed was a headband holder. i made my sister buy me this: PRETTY HOLDER

mostly, i love things that organize other things. A LOT.

i already got these orange flower shoes for easter which was probably the only thing i saw this season that i REALLY REALLY had to have.

this was the FIRST year that i didn't mention my birthday until less than a week away. normally my countdown starts like 2 months in advance. maybe i am growing up. or maybe law school is that miserable and time-consuming. all in all, this is probably my most MODEST bday wishlist ever.

43 file folders and a holder so i can start my tickler file system, please. =)

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

i know it was a bad day when ...

remember this?


i stand on the corner of your block, staring at the grocery store on the next block and deliberate for at least 2 minutes:

"do i want to be thin or do i want to eat cookies?"

then proceed to said grocery store, and purchase the following:

3 boxes of cookies (chocolate chip, english toffee crunch, swedish mint chocolate thins)
(because the look on the old lady's judgmental/disgusted face made me put the 4th box of cranberry walnut cookies back)
1 box of crackers (because my friend made me dip and you can't have dip w/o crackers)
3 snickers bars
2 kitkats
1 qt of milk

and the only reason i didn't buy m&ms was b/c there wasn't a dark chocolate peanut bag (in the BIG bag size)

ME, right now


THIS


+PLUS+

THIS


=EQUALS=

THIS (HOW IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE?)

Thursday, February 5, 2009

moneys.

i keep meaning to update, and keep jotting down notes and then saving the posts as drafts.

but i haven't been able to get back around to actually fleshing out full posts.

and this time i was NOT lazy, school has been crazy busy and i've been super-exhausted but creepily uberproductive. and so i'm not gonna let the productive streak go to waste, right? so let's just say i've been riding the wave of productivity.

within this productivity, i forget how or where i came upon this article but it got me started on taking some control of my financial future. it has some simple no-brainers (plan ahead, have a marketable skill) but also told me i should get a roth ira.

SOOOOOOOO i started doing that research and after being intimidated into inaction, talked to a friend tonight w/considerably more money-savvy than me (considerably more savvy in the how to use it to make more of it - i'm clearly more savvy at how to use it to get rid of it) I JUST OPENED A TRADE-Y account (all the websites are like, etrade, scottrade, ameritrade, tradeking...) and i THINK i get to buy/start/put/open/begin/deposit a Roth IRA tomorrow when my deposit goes through!!!

Step 1 to retiring as a millionaire ACCOMPLISHED!!!

(haha, yes i am aware that I am in a very chipper mood about the market despite what AC360 tells me - and AC360 is the TROOF)

korea lookback (part 1?)

Originally drafted February 5, 2009.

For the Fulbright program, I was placed at an elementary school with
about 1700 students from grades 1 through 6. I actually taught every
single student at least once during my year there. I was chosen for
that school because they were running a pilot program to begin
teaching English in 1st and 2nd grade. Currently the English
curriculum in Korea begins in 3rd grade. My main responsibility was
preparing and teaching the 1st and 2nd graders. There were 7
homerooms per grade with about 40 students per homeroom. I had to
teach in all English to students with NO previous English experience
with the aid of the native Korean homeroom teacher, who also had
little to no previous English experience.

I was given a provisional textbook created by the school I believe in
the year prior to my arrival and had to use it. There were many
challenges and difficulties in this process. The textbooks had no
logical order in the way things were presented, there was little logic
to the themes of the chapters that I could deduce. This was not
really anyone's fault, as the textbooks were prepared by the same
homeroom teachers I was working with (no previous English
experience!). Nonetheless, I found ways to try and introduce basic
verbs and nouns along with classroom English that would make the
classes flow smoothly.

I had to learn to relax a little and go with the flow. I figured out
the best way to engage my students was to institute a bit of a routine
for the beginning of class (something they could recognize and use to
gain their bearings when we met each week) and also to work with a lot
of visual aids and hands on activities. I tried to keep the materials
relevant to their experiences and relate the lessons to things they
were familiar with (using Korean cartoon characters for a body parts
lesson/puzzle, using ancient Korean artifacts and traditional games
and instruments to learn the "what is this?" "it's a ...").

I also got a lot of experience in showmanship and presentations. We
held open demonstration classes at least once a month. My class was
taped for two different shows on Korea's English education TV station.
And near the end of my year we held a truly open demonstration class
for all the teachers and principals in the province. For several of
these classes (especially in the beginning) I often would come to
class to find that the AV stuff didn't work or they had considerately
taken DOWN my projector and taken it away for cleaning without
accounting for the fact that I would need it back FOR the open class.
It was definitely a year of interesting experiences, I learned to be
patient, creative, to deal with stressful situations, and to make the
best of every moment.

In the end, I think the biggest thing I learned that it wasn't about
me. There was so much of my year there that was about the students
and the school and I was just there to do what was necessary to help
them. I guess this is the thing that is really different from being a
student. In the big sense, students are necessary for college to
work. If NO one showed up for class or paid tuition, colleges would
become obsolete. But, if I personally didn't show up every day ready
to do my part, it really didn't have a big effect. But in Korea, I
guess it was my first real "job" and I realized that I really had to
step up to the plate and always be accountable and responsible and
what it was like to have other people count on me, to be part of a
team. And even if I didn't completely sign on with the things I had
to do or support, that's what being part of a team was. There was
compromise and negotiation and I finally learned what, "I scratch your
back and you scratch mine" applied to.

I guess that turned out to be a lot longer than I meant. I apologize,
but it was kindof therapeutic in a way. I haven't had to digest it
quite like that for someone yet. Other responsibilities in brief,
like I said I came into contact with EVERY student at the school at
least once. They really put me to work. In addition to the 14
regular 1st and 2nd grade classes each week, I taught 2 teacher
classes (1 general to all teachers and 1 intermediate level with the
English subject teachers). And I designed, created, taught an
afterschool English "camp" for 3 hours each week (rotating grades 3
thorugh 6) and also taught advanced language "club" type classes 2x a
week (3-4th grade and 5-6th grade). So, a lot of responsibility. I
came up with and designed all the materials and curricula for all of
the programs.

At Columbia, so far I have been taking a bit of a breather to get back
into the swing of things. Last semester I focused mainly on my
classes. This semester has been a bit busier just by the nature of
the programs I'm involved in. I'm on the Career Symposium committee
for the Columbia Society for International Law. We're puttng together
panel discussions for a 2 day event from attorneys who do
international law 2/18-19. I'm also involved witht the Public
Interest Law Foundation, which grants stipends for alls tudents who
work with nonprofit or governemnt organizations in the summer. I am
involved with their Annual Bid for Justice charity auction (held the
first week of March). The money from the auction helps fund the
summer student stipends and also grant requests from public interest
groups.

I am also a member of a student-faculty committee that is
working on the design for a new reading room in the law library.
there is currently a dearth of space, it's kindof similar to the
before (Perkins library) and after (Bostock) on a smaller scale. I
love libraries but hate the law library because it's the opposite of
everything i think a library should be (inspirational, beautiful, with
a sense of calm and yet energy) and so I applied to be on the reading
room committee to help the library realize its potential. (definitely more on this later...)

Friday, January 30, 2009

PEE MY PANTS!!!

THIS IS HOW I FEEL!!!! times a thousand!!!! click the picture to see the whole thing, i can't seem to get it to format so the whole thing fits (or maybe it's bc i'm on my tiny 5" laptop monitor).



ok first. AAAGHHH they changed the model and picture for my hat and how she's scary and significantly ugly!!!

ok but the real thing. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG i'm sooooooooooooooo excited i could pee my pants!!!!

but i can't say anything yet bc i don't want to jinx it.

buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut every step gets me more and more excited. i can't wait. I CAN NOT WAIT.

gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why do i have a stupid moot court assignment due? that i haven't started???

ok, need to focus. hopefully will have super exciting update soon. =)

i love my life. don't ever let me forget it.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Daddy's take on Obama's stimulus plan.

me : I'M NEVER GOING TO GET A JOBBBBBBBBBBB!!!!!!!!!
mommy: don't stress yourself out. what? if you don't get a summer job, you can always live here and we'll feed you
me: it's not about the money!!!! i need to have some amazing experience this summer!!!!
daddy: hey. if you don't have a job obama will give you one.
me: .............................
daddy: call his blackberry.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

sad hat.

i am so sad right now i can't even talk about it.

but i think since i am so sad, maybe i am allowed to buy this hat.



it's $59. which means i'll buy it in NJ to avoid the 8.5% or whatever it is NY sales tax.

=( will report on reasons i'm sad later ... after the wound has scabbed over a little.

O!

normally, i'm pretty apolitical - if i don't know a lot about something, i generally don't like to have an open opinion or discuss it b/c that seems kindof stupid. so unless i've read or researched a lot about a specific topic, i try not to verbalize a preference (or i try to stick in a disclaimer). many people pick sides based on limited knowledge and i'm not a fan of getting all passionate or heated over something i don't really know much about.

nonetheless, i heart this poster/image from this site. i THINK it means community organizer, but i just HEART HEART HEART ORGANIZING!!!! (remember, OCD anal). so yea, this one makes me smile.



in other news, my conlaw prof was saying the faculty took bets whilst watching the inauguration on how long before someone brought suit claiming that obama wasn't really the president yet since the oath was messed up. (dunno if she was joking). but apparently it's a good thing obama was a law prof and stuffed his OLC with other legal elite b/c apparently he was thinking the same thing and got the oath done good and right on the second go-round.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Things I want to do

See the Holiday Trains at NY Botanical Gardens (before 1/11)

Go to a Knicks game (did you know they have Duhon now?!?!?)

See EQUUS (Harry Potter naked!!!)

See Speed the Plow (Jeremy Piven (aka Ari Gold, Super-Agent) on Broadway!)

Probably a few other things I can't think of right now

EDIT!!!!
Speed the Plow is no longer starring Jeremy Piven b/c of MERCURY POISONING?!?!?!?!

boooo. so perhaps cross that off my list =(

Monday, December 15, 2008

My new hobby

Contrary to popular opinion, I'm actually quite the DIY-er (do-it-yourself-er).

Finding myself w/somewhere near 150+ old business cards, and not wanting to use them as wallpaper, I turned to the internet

Lo and behold, of course there are so many little uses for business cards. But I don't really have a need for 150 bookmarks. And I can't use them as return addresses on mail anymore b/c my school in Korea is not my return address.

I really liked the idea of using them as perfect little to-do lists.

Alas, my business cards are double-sided (one side in English and the other in Korean). So I couldn't use them as to-do lists or little note papers next to my phone.

Then, I found this website.

And that's how THIS


turns into THIS


Since I found all this while procrastinating during finals, I've only been making a few cubes at a time. But soon I will have a WHOLE LOT MORE and I will be able to make COOL shapes then. PUHAHAHA.

Yea. That's probably a sign I should get back to Torts now.

Last exam Wednesday morning and then OFF TO THE DOMINICAN REPUBLIC ON THURSDAY!!!!

At least I have a back-up life skill if this whole law school thing doesn't work out. =T

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Contracts and Happily ever after

The intersection of Contract Law and children's fiction.

As I come to the end of the semester, I'd like to share a few of the thoughts that've crossed my mind during Contracts classes. Contracts is one of the required classes for our Foundation Curriculum. Taken in first-semester by most 1Ls throughout the US.

And it's a wonderful class. Not only did I learn how Contracts protect my freedom and liberty even more effectively than the "War on Terror," I also made poignant connections from Contracts class to the familiar fairy tales and cartoons of my childhood days.

There is SO MUCH that my favorite characters could have learned from Contracts. It's not a knight in shining armor or a Prince Charming that they needed. What fairy tales need to solve most (if not ALL) of their woes, is a skilled and adept contracts lawyer. Hopefully one who is very good at drafting.

I didn't do it on purpose, but somehow learning contracts doctrines reminded me of all the problems that my favorite fairy tale and other fictional characters had. Going through my notes to create my end-of-semester OUTLINE to study from, I came across the little notes I had written in the margin, trying desperately, perhaps futilely to figure out HOW my fairy tale friends could've been saved from their miserable fates by the prudence and foresight that modern contract doctrine provides.

Example 1.
Rumpelstiltskin. This is the one where the idiot farmer tells the prince that his daughter can spin GOLD out of STRAW or something like that so she gets locked in a room full of straw with a spinning wheel. And of course she caN'T. So she's all crying and then Rumpelstiltskin shows up and tells her that he'll spin the straw into gold for her in exchange for her firstborn child. Anyway the day comes when she has a child and Rumpelstiltskin comes to collect and the girl goes all berserk and so R cuts her a new deal where if she can guess his name, she can keep her child and the original deal is off. Luckily she stalks him to find him singing his name to himself and then is able to keep her child. Happily ever for her (even w/o contract) and poor old R who actually did all the hard work gets stuck alone in the woods.
ISSUES spotted 1. unconscionability (the kind on steroids), duress, constructive fraud, no consideration for modification on contract


Example 2.
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. The thing here is Willy Wonka's unilateral offer involving the Golden Tickets and an exclusive tour of his uber-secret factory. However, that spoiled brat Veruca Salt has her ridiculously rich dad just buy up a TON of chocolate and he has his factory workers just ripping them open until someone finds the Golden Ticket.
ISSUES spotted 2. who is the offeree who actually "accepted" the offer of the Golden Ticket? the factory worker. can you contract to have someone else perform (accept) on your behalf and then you get the offeror's performance? does not seem justicey at all...

Example 3.
The Little Mermaid. Ok, so in The Little Mermaid Ariel falls in love with Prince Eric (look forward to my love at first sight entry based on Gossip Girl) and following her father's total spaz-out because Eric's a human she goes to visit Ursula, the sea witch. The witch has an ulterior motive of blackmailing Ariel's father, King Triton, but first she has to make Ariel her captive. So Ursula names the price of her giving Ariel legs: Ariel's uniquely beautiful voice. If Ariel is unable to get Eric to kiss her, she becomes a little sea cretin - Ursula's prisoner.
ISSUES spotted 3. ok there are SO many things wrong here. again: unconscionability, constructive fraud (elements present: duress, unequal bargaining power, conflict of interests), liquidated damages that look totally like a penalty, nearly illusory promise (Ursula attempts to have complete control over the next few days' events), and DEFINITELY some tort claims thrown in there.

Example 4.
Rugrats. As children, my sister and I were avid fans of Rugats. So much so that my dad (who is like, totally pop culture illiterate) knew the characters on the show by description (i.e. "oh that potato head baby). There's this episode where Angelica saves Chuckie's life and so tells him that the "rule" is that he is now her slave for life. In a plot twist, he saves her life at the end of the episode and now she must be HIS slave for life.
ISSUES spotted 4. so anyway, given a few tweaks this would be an ideal "moral" consideration/past consideration case. however, Angelica's demand that Chuckie be her slave for life in "exchange" for her having saved his life is completely unenforceable. Even if he had been the one to make the offer, it would be treated as a gratuitous promise. Although, given Angelica's character, it's very likely that she didn't act "purely" gratuitously and expected something out of her act. In that case this could be an example of when the court recognizes "moral" consideration or restitution. Especially since he (was coerced into) actually performed - it could be read as his intent to enforce the "past promise" (Webb v. McGowin).

Example 5.
Pirates of the Caribbean. So the contract here was that Davy Jones would raise the Pearl and allow Jack Sparrow to captain her for 13 years in consideration for Sparrow's eternal service on Davy Jones' damned crew. Obviously, Sparrow tries to get out of it and in the end he does, but only after several years and a trip to Davy Jones' locker and the world's end and multiple battles costing lots of lives.
ISSUES spotted 5. Perhaps if he had brought suit for rescission of an admiralty contract he would've had better luck and avoided a lot of death and high-risk adventure. I would've suggested going with frustration of purpose or unconscionability (v.2.0) and maybe statute of frauds. Frustration of purpose b/c Barbossa stages a mutiny and Sparrow doesn't get to be captain for the specified period. In addition, there are only hints of how the agreement was reached but I imagine that Davy Jones was taking the Pearl as he does other ships that run aground (POTC 2) and Sparrow somehow bargained his way so's to postpone joining Jones' crew (serving for eternity rather than the typical 100 years). So maybe this would be considered a modification w/o separate consideration even. And anyway neither's performance could be completed within a year so statute of frauds is sure to block enforcement (no writing).

Ok. Tired from actual contract exam today. (haha rather than forgetting the course i'm all like YAYY more contracts examples!) - CivPro time starts tomorrow w/exam on Friday. (then 2/3 done!)

Monday, December 8, 2008

An oily question



How do they make olive oil? Or any of those oils for that matter? Coconut oil? Sesame oil? Grapeseed oil?

I have a vague instinct(?) that is has to do with compressing/squeezing the "thing" but I can't possibly IMAGINE how hard you'd have to squeeze an olive to get all the "oil" out of it. I mean, I guess there's all this stuff called technology and stuff today so they have some big silver cylinder machines somewhere doing this, but I really can NOT NOT NOT imagine how they made olive oil and sesame oil waaaaaaaay back when, when it was first invented.

How those Italians (Greeks?) and Asians even thought to squeeze an olive or sesame (seed?) until you got oil from it is beyond me.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

What do I want

my girlfriends, a half dozen bottles of wine, and a few of the guys sprinkled in later

what does that mean? let me translate

One of my favorite memories at duke goes like this.

I think a few of us girls had had a ROUGH week and feeling pretty beat up and tired had gone out to splurge a bit on dinner. I had gone on a Target run earlier in the day and whilst dropping off friends on Central Campus, I decided to just grab the bottle of Riesling I had in the trunk and head up to my friend's apartment.

We all decided this was the smartest thing I'd done all week and proceeded to open up the bottle of aptly named, "Relax."



This somehow led to another bottle or two of the house wine to be opened and consumed. And I think at 2 1/2 bottles down we realized there would be no more if we finished the remaining half! WELL, first we had to check the time bc NC is kindof a dry state and they stop selling the hard stuff and the non-beer stuff at like 9 or 11 or something like that. Once we found out we had like 15 minutes to make a wine raid, we had to figure out who was soberest ... no longer remember but think it was unlikely to have been me, to drive to the nearest BP for some more wine (classy, you bet!).

So we herd into my car (ok, POSITIVE i wasn't the driver) and head over to BP to get at least another bottle or two before heading back to the apartment. By this point we were ridiculously silly. Seriously, I can't remember anything other than thinking EVERYTHING was SO FREAKING HILARIOUS!!! But anyway, at some point our guy friends started texting and calling us to see what we were up to. We convinced them to join us and they turn up TOTALLY SOBER (which was a surprise!) and I think they may have sat around laughing at us for a bit before they realized how sober they were and went somewhere to remedy that. Maybe. I actually have no idea. I remember NOT blacking out, but that's about it.

Haha. I just remember how warm it was in the apartment, how nice it was to hear all our laughter, how we couldn't stop laughing, how we kept counting the empty bottles and laughing even more, how I was blamed for drinking the least (probably only the one bottle on my own), and how no one really cared.

It wasn't crazy, or wild, or scandalous, or even that interesting - seeing how I can't remember a single specifically funny thing about the night. But it's just a wonderful secure happy memory. One that'll keep me warm for the ages.

=) nostalgic, I suppose. But with the phone calls I've been having lately, can you blame me?

I don't even care to apologize for the non-literariness or anything of this post. This one is for me.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

hit by T v. hit by car


(to the left of that peninsula of sidewalk is comm ave w/cars whizzing by)

I keep having little "aha!" moments when it hits me, a little at a time, that I might be a REAL first year law student.

believe it or not, i've been applying myself, somewhat diligently to my studies and listening to my professors and i'm starting to think (maybe) a little like a law student (and hopefully also a little like a lawyer)

the first time it "hit me" hit me:

10/12/08 In Boston: While walking down Comm Ave and waiting for the T, my mom is saying how dangerous it is to have that mini-sidewalk in the middle of the street with the T tracks on one side and the street w/cars zooming by on the other. And this convo ensues:

1L: If you have a choice it might be better to fall into the tracks instead of the street
Mom: Why? Because the T is slower?
1L: No, because the government probably has more money than the random driver on the street has in insurance
Mom: Oh, wow. You sound like a lawyer
1L: Actually, I'm not sure - the government might not have waived their sovereign immunity to that
Mom: What?!

(coincidentally, this picture was supplied by the BU law school - i hope they don't sue me for copyright infringement or other unlawful use)

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

another reason to hate cases!!!



i had this DEEEEE-lightful little seque that was both oh-so-funny and clever in connecting my last possibly very vulnerable-seeming post and this new upcoming one about law school and the onset of exams.

and OF COURSE i lost it in between the "aha!" moment of it dawning upon me and the urge to read JUST one more case before calling it a night and allowing myself the time to blog.

drat phooey. blurgh.

what remedies can i ask for against the stupid gods of law school? what can they possibly give me that'll make up for ALL the little joys in life that this [insert adjective here] year that is 1L has stolen from me. (converted from me? conversion of chattel = conversion of time and joy??)

oh, a little nerdy tidbit from my head:
today i decided i really really want someone to touch something, anything, an item i own JUST so i can say,
"hey stop that! that's trespass to my chattels!!!"


for those of you who are not well-versed in trespass to chattels. (i'm not either-i don't think we've fully covered that yet in torts)

so yea, i might be using that idea/phrase/tort totally wrongly. don't ever EVER rely on anything i say here as anything remotely qualifying as legal advice. hahaha. i don't want to be sued for legal malpractice before i'm even a lawyer!

memo 2 due thursday. like "tomorrow."

that technically i've kinda sorta started. but not really.
that i was kindof freaking out about. apparently, unnecessarily.

to put things in perspective. this one memo hath not the ability to make or break me. (haha watch me turn out to be wrong).

a. legal writing isn't graded. it's pass/fail and may or may not be subsumed w/in our legal methods grade.
b. it's not graded.
c. as long as i hand something passable in, i'm good.
(let's hope i don't take this lax attitude with me into december and onward to the bar)
(which is not to say i'm not giving it the best i've got given my current circumstances of ummm having less than 2 weeks left of the semester AND first day of sending out 1L summer intenrship apps coming up all w/in like 10 days!!!)

lawfully yours, c.pink
(how's that one?)

and one response i got via email to my latest published post:
"it's entries like these and statements comparing men to entrees that i wonder if you're actually a dude inside"

i miss dating. (the real deal)



(p.s. you'd be surprised how many image hits you get for googling "broken heart" lol well at least i'm not alone! =)

as promised. the original intent of friday's post.

i miss dating. or at least i think i do. maybe i just miss the requisite feelings that are a part of the initial dating ritual.

it's not even dating per se. i might just miss having a crush on someone. i might miss being obsessed with someone, so that i have to push them out of my head just so i can read a few pages before i realize i'm goofily grinning to myself again thinking of him (or her- i support proposition 8).

i miss being so excited just by the THOUGHT of someone. i miss that brief period of time when one name, a few letters, can bring me to smile like a fat kid in a candy store (parody of i love you like a fat kid loves cake) . i miss that unknown unspoken yet electrifyingly exciting fear of "does he like me? does he like me back? does he like me like me like i like him?" (borrowed a little from avenue q right there). there's definitely an adrenaline rush that goes along with the not knowing. it's that feeling you get before jumping off a cliff, diving into the deep end, starting off on a new adventure. you're not really sure where you'll go or where you'll end up or how you'll even get there. but it's thrilling just to know you're starting.

i miss the anticipation. the when will i randomly see him next? that comes before the stage when you KNOW you'll be seeing him again. before you get to the point of making time for each other. i miss the getting to know you. the selective sharing of stories. how you get a chance to show him who you wish you were before you realize that he already knows better and likes you for who you are and not who you want him to think you are.

i miss the first shared experiences. the first bus ride together. the first time he holds your hand and inside you feel like running through the streets yelling YIPPEEEE and random strangers give you high-fives like in an ugly betty daydream but you totally play it cool and his heart is also totally beating loud enough for you to hear but both of you act casual like this isn't a big deal, like this isn't the first time you're really saying, really admitting, ok i'm going to open myself up to this person, i'm going to care, i'm going to trust you - let you in and hope i'm not letting a bull loose in a china shop (which, odds are, is how it's gonna end - what? that doesn't happen to anyone else? just me? um... what yea i meant, me neither)

moving on. haha. incidentally that happens to be my next point. oh i love it when i'm punny. i guess my point is i'm realizing that i miss having a significant other. for a period from say 1996 to 2004 i continually had a "boyfriend." there were little lapses of a few months of being single at the longest. and not to say all my teenybopper bfs were intimate and life altering and so meaningful. let's face it, they were little amateur crushes that went a few months beyond crushing and angsty attempts at what the rest of the world told us was love or like or romance or hormones or whatever you want to call it.

needless to say, nearly the first decade of my formative years was spent in constant fluxes of crushing and the first steps to relationships. maybe that was just my personality. i'm actually quite renowned for never being able to make up my mind. i'm apparently also quite a sampler. i love to order entrees for everyone at the table so i can have just a taste of each bc i can't commit to just one taste myself - not even for the duration of the one meal. ykno, just a little nibble because everyone knows the first taste of something is the best. after a while you get sick or bored of even the most wonderful thing.

which is not to pick on wonderful things and i'm not saying that one "thing" is never good enough. it's more a reflection of the (im)maturity of my character. i'm still at that childlike place where every new thing is a thing of wonder and amazement even tho it's inevitable that i'll easily bore of it.

on the flip side, altho i don't think its the flip side exactly, i can't choose just one dish or commit to it bc what if i've made the wrong choice? what if i dont actually want the prime rib? i THOUGHT i did but really i want the tilapia filet. what then? better to be safe and have both available and have just enough of each that i neither regret not getting one or the other OR regret getting one or the other.

wow. there are so many mixed metaphors here i almost don't know what i'm talking about but DO want to find myself in a nice candle-lit restaurant. just kidding. i hate ... well kinda dislike candlelit restaurants. i don't like eating in the dark. i like to see my food and the people i'm eating with etc etc etc. part of my control freak nature perhaps?

yes, i can see that this entry (the window to my thoughts and soul) is clearly going to win me many a bachelor man for me to crush and swoon over ... haha they're lining up outside down the block already.

OR maybe that means it's time for me to go to bed. i'll have to run one final editing eye over this in the morning. and anyway, please don't take this as a pity me rant because i don't have a boyfriend. if you read critically (as all good lawyers should) you'll see that wasn't the point at all.

the point is,. well, i'll let you ruminate on that one.

the point is that i havent missed boys/relationships/dating/crushing at all for quite some time (let's give it a conservative estimate of 4 years) and maybe that was bc i wasnt ready again/yet. i didnt want another person in my life another person that could hurt me. but maybe im finally ready. finally over it. finally whole enough to be able to broken again. it was definitely a long time in the coming (making?). and i can only hope that it'll be worth it.

legally yours, c.pink
(i considered lovingly yours and longingly yours, but they were too "the notebook"y and not enough of me)
blech to cheesiness

Friday, November 14, 2008

i miss dating.(fake-out)

0r at least i think i do. and i deemed this important enough to get up out of bed, despite a pounding headache (the onset of which had nothing to do with imbibing alcoholic beverages - although i almost wish it had), power on my new baby laptop, drag it in bed with me, log in to blogger and start typing.

so i haven't really written in really, quite a long time. and i've apologized for that over and over again. moreover, even my recent writings have lacked a certain edge, a certain passion, the "soul" if you will has been MIA.

i don't really know how to explain that. i guess i'm no longer sure who my audience is. or maybe i've become TOO aware of who my audience MAY be. now that i'm in law school in ny, among native english speakers, among fellow students, i've lost a sense of anonymity.

surely, as i wrote my blog in korea i did feel safe, insulated somehow. the only ppl i thought i was speaking to were my loved ones an ocean, continent, and miles away. my other audience comprised of ppl in the same country as me, but separated by cities and countless koreans who had no idea what i was writing or talking about. there was definitely a certain sense of insularity and i guess even a feeling of disconnect that ironically made my writing truer and more sincere.

now that i'm back in the states, i've had a million excuses and theories why i don't write: no time, nothing to complain about, not a habit i had in america, etc.

but somehow tonight, as i was lying in bed waiting for sleep to sneak into my mind and blindfold me and claim me as the night's until the morning, i had a fleeting thought. a fleeting thought that turned into a few phrases. then sentences. and finally onto a paragraph and a vague outline for a full entry.

so here i am, blabbing on about absolutely NOT the topic that got me here. maybe this was just what i needed tho. an inroads to starting blogging anew.

so yes, dear readers, it may be too early to declare that i'm back. but let's tentatively make an appointment. say for sometime in the next 2 days. i'll go and write that entry that got me up and typing in the first place, and i promise to post it soon. the contents of that entry promise to be much more entertaining than this one.

and tiny little last aside, maybe i need a tagline. what is she talking about you ask. well let me tell you. so i really got into gossip girls in the past month and the premise of the show is a gossip blog/cell text "ring" if you will and the show's narrator is the blog author. so she starts every episode with some variation of "morning upper east siders..." and ends each episode with "you know you love me xoxo gossip girl." so yea, THAT's what i'm talking about when i say maybe i need a tagline.

maybe i need a cute little signoff signature thing. feel free to suggest some. or you'll have to deal with whatever insipid tagline i dream up. i'll try a few different ones out first. starting with:

legally yours, c.pink (read: c dot pink)

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Giving up - or missing it.

(my writing is rusty - i can feel it. the voice is awkward and i'm grabbing at straws for words and phrases i can't say any prettily-er...forgive me)

This past weekend, as I sat and stared out the window, I was struck at what I now perceived law school was after 8 weeks of class.

Law school = giving up a million and a half things.

Law school = giving up ...
*relaxing days spent in the sun
*shopping whenever i want
*eating out whenever i want
*visiting friends in other cities
*seeing friends in my own city
*sleeping in on the weekend
*drinking on weeknights
*lazy afternoons doing nothing
*"free time"
*phone calls to keep in touch w/friends
*emails to friends
*responding to emails from friends
*exploring new york city
*long brunches catching up w/friends
*any nighttime activities

however, this perspective seems uber-negative and unnecessary ...
thinking about what law school is in terms of sacrifices and giving things up means i miss what law school actually IS

law school =
*new opportunities
*6 figure salary upon graduation (necessary w/that billion dollar debt i'll have...)
*not being at the mercy of corporate cost-cutting in a bear market
*no working for crazy bosses (for now...)
.........

well, i'm working on the positive things that it is .. =)

last week started off as my "mental week off" but turned into my week off due to DEATH-SICKNESS.
my parents insist i had nothing more than a severe cold ... but i'm POSITIVE it was more than a cold.
a cold seems so plebeian and insignificant. my illness was, for lack of a more precise term, so much more than just a cold.
it was debilitating and extreme. urgent and dangerous. definitely took me out of action for 2.5 days of class...

and as one fellow 1L said, as a law student, "being sick blows - totally not as fun as taking sick days in elementary school"

all i can say is, YUP.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Letdown.

All of my Amazon.com purchases have now arrived.

I feel that little puff of sadness that comes after any much-anticipated event (i.e. graduation).

It's like I had so much to look forward to, and now that all my packages have arrived and the joy of their arrival and unpacking and setting up is over, I feel like the hostess the morning after a wonderful dinner party.

Standing amidst the empty glasses and napkins scattered throughout her house, the event now over, there's only the empty feeling where the energy of anticipation once was.

Hidden in that hole is the question, "What now?" - what do I do now? Where, now, do I find my purpose?

You have to take all that "looking forward to something" energy and find something to replace it =]

Monday, September 29, 2008

Flashback: Korea

Byline: The Masseuse Who Tried to Kill Me, and the One I Love

So, since coming home, i've called upon my parents to take me to "Super King Sauna" twice including today.

It's as close to a Korean 찜질방 as I've found in the States. Actually, it was one of the destinations that I NEVER missed out on during my trips from home during college. It was the only place I insisted on going. Even the restaurants stopped mattering, but the sauna did not. Let me tell you why.

Not only is this modeled after Korean-style public bathhouses, but it's also home to the "DDEH massage". A fundamental part of this experience. Basically you're lying naked while an ajumma scrubs/exfoliates all the dead skin off your body. AMAAAAAAAZING. You have NO idea until you've tried it and seriously leave the place feeling light as a feather.

Anyway, this is the main topic of today's post.

But first, a short aside - I had my "Flashback: Korea" moment with an overly friendly stranger in the hottest of the whirlpool tubs. So I'm sitting in there talking to my mom about my weekend (PHILLY W/COLLEGE FRIENDS!!!) when a random Korean woman at least as old as my mom joins us and after looking at me for a minute or two, the following takes place (in Korean):

Strange Woman: Is this your daughter? (to my mom)
Mommy: Yes
SW: She has such beautiful breasts
M: Oh... um, thanks
SW: They're so perky and well-shaped, isn't she lucky? Although, if she were in Korea, she wouldn't want them that big ...

And it only got more ... for the lack of a better word, invasive(?)/interesting(?)/uncomfortable(?) ...

My mom is like me and is not a huge fan of talking to strangers or of fairly intrusive strangers w/no bounds.. so as soon as we could politely end the conversation, she turns to me and is like, WOW IT'S BOILING HOT IN HERE, LET'S GO TO THE STEAM SAUNA... (which makes no sense - if cooling off is the goal...)

Anyway, that was my Korea flashback b/c of the rudeness, and bluntness, and obsession w/others' appearances, and lack of propriety, etc etc etc.

Okay, today's main event, the two different ajummas...

After a few weeks of law school (ok, really just Legal Methods) my parents decided I was too tired and stressed out and took me to the sauna for a ddeh massage. This entails the sloughing off of the skin as previously described PLUS an actual full-body massage at the end.

THE woman who called my number was a new woman who I hadn't seen before. She assured me I would feel 1,000x better after the massage. She started off with the sloughing and it was SO ROUGH that I swear she was tearing off the skin underneath that hadn't even formed yet and some of that fat underneath my skin... NORMALLY gentle but repetitive rubbing does the trick of peeling off only the dead, dull skin and leaving the healthy young skin intact. Anyway, she kept asking me, "Oh, isn't this SO refreshing and relaxing?" with such enthusiasm and confidence I idiotically decided not to hurt her feelings by agreeing as best as I could through gritted teeth.

NEXT, the massage. SO, after ripping off all my skin, she starts to MASSAGE my raw skin. And I kid you not, this is the best way to describe her method of massage. It felt like, she had watched a couple VIDEO tutorials on massaging, knew what the moves LOOKED like, and then decided, confidently, that the key to a good massage was BRUTE STRENGTH. So she gave me horrible towel burn by ripping into my skin w/o taking into account that the towel covering me was supposed to move WITH me, not against me. And she continued to pretty much PUMMEL me and KNEAD me as though I were some dough she were ALLERGIC to and HATED with all her might. All the while, continuing to ask me brightly, "Oh, isn't this SOOOO wonderful?" and I had not the wherewithal to answer because I was concentrating all my might on gritting my teeth, tensing my body, and NOT squealing. It got to the point that any time she took her hands off me, I would exhale and relax for a split second until I felt her hands again and tensed up to defend against the onslaught of pain ...

FLASH FORWARD 3 weeks or so to tonight. Since tomorrow's Rosh Hashanah and two of my profs are Jewish, I only have CivPro in the morning. So I called my mom to ask if I could do dinner w/my parents in NJ, buy some groceries, and we could go to the sauna. I've been on the brink of a cold for a week and my dad's been on my case that a trip to the sauna will fix it.

So, we arrive in the sauna and my mom asks me if I want a DDEH massage. And thinking of what happened last time I'm all like, UM NO. But then she insists and as we near the appointment desk I see it's the woman I love love love!!! So I say yes please and then the receptionist asks if any of the massage ladies is ok and my mom started to say YES when I blurt out, NO, I want THIS ajumma (and thrust my chin shyly at the woman behind her who was smiling at me). So, they're like laughing and like umm ok sure ... and I'm like NO NO she's the best!!

And she is! She was the first ajumma I had here when the place first opened way back when (def at LEAST 2003, I forget if it was even before that ...) and she is SO wonderful. It never hurts, she's so effective, and she does all these little things that make a big difference. After booking for an appt 20 minutes later, I spent the next 20 minutes in expectant happiness (minus the awkward experience w/the lady commenting on my chest).

Long story short, one of my BEST ddeh massages ever!!! So gentle, and the massage was simultaneously soothing and relaxing yet to the point. She did all the little things that matter, remembering to keep me warm, putting my head at the most comfortable angle, tying my hair every time it got loose, covering my eyes securely so water wouldn't get in, etc. She's so great. I heart her. I feel so relaxed and wonderful that I've actually been writing this whilst fighting my droopy eyelids for the past - since I got back ...

So, good night. I will try try TRY to update more often. Just as dedicated as I was in Korea.
Will have to make this my new procrastination/break hobby instead of Amazon.com.
hehe - good luck to all in school/new jobs right now =)

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

LAWSCHOOL.

so it has been brought to my attention that i have neglected my blog of late. (KIMMY)

well, if you look at my past entries, you'll see that i've used this as a forum to complain and rant as much as anything else.

and it IS the happy status of my life that i currently have MANY less things to complain about.

i LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE school!!!! I LOVE IT!!!! omgomgomgomg i LOOOOOVE law school!!!

ok. don't tell anyone, bc clearly that is WAYYYYYYY too nerdy to even be real.

but, since i have to get back to my reading, i'll leave you with a bunch of pictures of HOW MUCH i love law school =)

my note-taking method. this was for Legal Methods - now over =(

what a newb. compare it with the note below ...


clearly my style has matured in those 12 days.
procedural history of ONE case. pretty complicated. what can i say?
BALLAR.

an example of how beautiful rainbow hiliting can be

another one of the more procedurally complicated cases (and this is just the background info - not the "meat" of the case!)

isn't it beautiful???

btw. did i mention my professor was Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg's daughter? AND she had a cocktail party for us on the last day of class at her BALLER apt? With little waiter-y people and catered food and an open bar and everything? AND a coat check? AND here's the best part -- SO MANY OLD LEATHER BOUND BOOKS!!!


next up: foods i've made myself =)