TheShadyNasty


Gunners
September 4, 2010, 11:32 am
Filed under: Uncategorized

I know every law school has gunners and obnoxious people, I just didn’t expect this one to have as many of them. For all its portrayal as a school that’s like a small close-knit family, to me, it has felt like the law version of Lord of the Flies. My section in particular seems to have the majority of the “survival of the fittest” thinking gunners, where it’s not only impossible to get a word in edgewise, but also full of people whose very voice makes you want to punch them in the face and knock them out.

After class to the professor and I am not making this up:

Student: “Is there a reason I never get called on in class? Do you have something personal against me? Is it the way I’m raising my hand?”

Professor: …

Of course, the next day, she called on him in class and then proceeded to have him answer every question for the entire lecture. It was painful for my ears. If you heard him speaking, you would understand.

Then you have all the students who like to waste everyone’s time asking skylab questions, the law version of “if a tree fell down in the forest, would anyone hear it?” It’s hard not to feel intense hatred towards these people. Along with the gunners, we have the one jerk who unfailingly, from Day 1 of our orientation, puts his feet up on the desk and leans all the way back in his chair, no matter who’s speaking, whether it be the Dean of the school, the professors, or a California Supreme Court Judge. WHO DOES THAT?!???? Oh, and he constantly complains about how he’ll have to give up his beloved weed. Maybe you should have thought of that before you applied to law school, jerkface.

It feels unbelievably claustrophobic here. I feel like I have no safe place here. I’m questioning my reasons for being here, especially at this school. The small class size, instead of feeling comforting and supportive, feels like I’m back in high school, and every day, something happens that could be a scene from Mean Girls, emphasizing how the environment here is so petty and immature.

AND THE ASIAN FLUTE UPSTAIRS WON’T STOP PLAYING.



Quote of the Day
December 18, 2009, 12:41 pm
Filed under: Uncategorized

“I prefer to play alone. I’m a lone cowboy when it comes to games” — Clue Champion

The blog hasn’t had any love in months! As the only thing I can think of at the moment is what I want to eat, for your reading pleasure is a list of foods I want to eat:

-warm tayaki

-chofu

-hot chocolate with a gigantic melting homemade marshmallow

-mexican hot chocolate with a gigantic melting homemade marshmallow

-lasagne

-strawberry chupa chup

-scalloped potatoes

FYI – things one takes for granted, for example, breathing out of one’s nose, really shouldn’t be taken for granted. Not being able to breathe out of your nose sucks.

apologies if this post wasn’t very entertaining.

runs away



googly-eyed rat
October 22, 2009, 1:53 pm
Filed under: Uncategorized

before and after

don’t laugh. she’s already ashamed of her bug-eyed ugliness.



absolute awesomeness
October 2, 2009, 2:18 pm
Filed under: Cool Beans

wall-e

The only thing that’s wrong with the picture above is that it’s missing Mo.  Outrageous.



cerebral connections
September 30, 2009, 12:01 pm
Filed under: Utter Foolishness

I don’t remember much, only bits of conversation.

“This is a serious problem. You’re 160 pounds and obese.  I’m putting you on a strict diet until you lose 40 pounds.”

She scratched some calculations with a pencil, calorie-counting, and decided I had two weeks to lose the extra bulge. 

“Two weeks?! How is that even humanly possible?”

I don’t remember if I looked physically bigger, but there I was, 160 pounds.  Definitely bonus-sized.  Horror.

I remember being peeved at E.M.A. for not telling me that I was clearly looking significantly chunkier.  I mean, with my frame, it was like I had turned into a Costco-sized version of myself. Gargantuan and fleshy.

Too bad I don’t remember if I had rolls.



a week of mishaps
September 14, 2009, 3:27 pm
Filed under: Utter Foolishness

Number of items I forgot/lost last week: 4
Number of meltdowns over above: 2.5

The beginning of my week of mishaps started with forgetting my credit card after paying for dinner with it. Brilliant, I know. Since my memory is like a black hole, I couldn’t remember what I had done with the card after I paid. I assumed it was in my wallet, but since it wasn’t there, I called and canceled the card. Of course, when I called the restaurant the next day to check, they had my card.

Then, I bought a dessert to give to E.M.A. and completely forgot to take it out of the fridge after work. Who knows why that instigated a little crying binge, but it did. It wasn’t a full-blown meltdown, hence the 0.5. Still, who starts crying over forgotten dessert?!

Continuing, since it gets even better… So, we go to Cancun to get some food, and E.M.A. gets me an horchata. Totally out of it, I forgot the horchata at the table and didn’t realize it until we got back. Proceeded to completely lose it and started to cry because I forgot the horchata. Who knew that horchata could be so dangerous? We’re talking about an horchata-induced meltdown, complete with lots of drippage and waterworks. Definitely attractive. Because I forgot the horchata.

Do I need to point out how ridiculous I am? Actually, I’m cringing while I write this because it’s embarrassing how completely ludicrous I sound. Blame hormones, but it’s also the accumulation of stress from studying for a test that still doesn’t make sense to me, feeling pressure to not be a failure, work/office politics, and a general feeling of stagnancy and frustration. Hormones are indubitably evil. They amplify everything you’re feeling and make it seem like yes, forgetting an horchata is the end of the world.

Sometimes, it sucks being a girl.



Spotted: BUTTER (‘-’)b
August 25, 2009, 3:44 am
Filed under: Davis

ducks

HERRO \o/

My life in Davis (day 12).



firsts
July 30, 2009, 1:17 pm
Filed under: Utter Foolishness

in honor of a certain giantress, we have created a communal blog detailing the mundane and general ramblings of our trio.

click and be merry!




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