"In vacant or in pensive mood..." I am: Bekah; 24; Law Student / Favorite Things: Carbs (so there!), Johnny Damon, Smiling at babies, Grilled cheese, Comfortable silence / Favorite Supreme Court Justice: Brennan / Favorite Wilson: Owen by an inch / Today's Special: Song: Elliott Smith, "Bled White"; Quote: "You know, there's like a butt-load of gangs at this school. This one gang kept wanting me to join because I'm pretty good with a bowstaff." Please love me: mmbekah@yahoo.com


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I've Been Wondering...

Why is it that no matter where I go to school, I am always right in the middle of a massive construction project? The hammering. The orange tape. The ugliness. And the worst part is, when I complain, everyone always says "Oh, but the new building is going to be so beautiful. Have you seen the plans?" And I remind them that law school is 3 years long, one of which is over for me (!), and it would take a miracle for me to even begin to appreciate the new building. Also, and more disturbingly, the yogurt lady is going to be evicted (actually evicted, anyone? Eh? Eh? Little bit of Property Law? You like that?) from the student center, and I am just not sure I can make it without her.

Why does your Legal Research and Writing professor take your appellate brief, make all kinds of scratches and marks, checks and x's, etc., and then write "very well written" at the end? Woman, don't toy with my emotions that way.

How does one become a "fitness celebrity"?

Here's a question from 4th grade that still rings true: Why are boys so gross? What I'm about to report is not a work of fiction. The names have not been changed to protect the innocent because I don't know the dude's name. All I know is I was minding my own business yesterday, driving along, when I came to a stoplight. As I waited for green, my eyes wandered, and I noticed a young man get out of a red pickup truck and stand suspiciously by the open door with his back to the road. He proceeded to drain the lizard right next to his truck, while looking over his shoulder at the traffic. This was in the middle of the day on a Tuesday. Then he just hopped back in his car, thinking nothing of the huge pool of urine in the parking lot. So, children, what have we learned today? 1) Boys are gross, and 2) Never, ever, eat off of the ground in a parking lot.

Where have all the cowboys gone? Seriously.

posted by Bekah at 8:22 AM :: |