Law School Retard

Judge Milian flips out on a 2nd year law student from Miami Law School. Judge Milian also went there so she was pissssed. This is a lesson learned for those cocky law students.

Venting: Getting the Creeps

Have you ever been somewhere, anywhere, and some guy comes up to you to either make conversation, hit on you, or just plain get to know you?
I have ... and the reason for it happening to me all the time is because I sit in the same Starbucks cafe almost everyday and all the workers know me by name. Since I'm here so often, there is a high chance that someone who comes in fairly often will notice the girl camped out with 5 law school textbooks next to her and a 17 in Toshiba covering most of her head.

Normally, the people that come up and chat are great. Nice people that are just making conversation in a friendly and non threatening manner, even if you know they're interested in more than just talking. I'm a pretty open person. I enjoy meeting new people, which is the reason why I even study here... but it comes with a price...

Today, for some reason, has been a day of creepy people. Twice I was approached by guys that are absolutely creepy and I am beyond annoyed so I had to blog vent. I am sitting in my favorite spot right now and writing this as it's happening.

The first guy is none other than a fob. I don't have anything against accents at all. I actually LOVE accents, even Vietnamese ones! But it goes along with the personality and the specific person. This guy is by far, the most annoying fool I've ever met. The worse part about it, I can't say anything! If you know me, you know that I don't keep quiet if someone bothers me. I make it known. However, this time, I can't say anything because he is a lawyer in, where else, but Little Saigon and has connections in the lawyer associations in the community. With that said, I have to keep my mouth shut b/c they warn you in law school that you have to maintain civil manners in the face of annoyance or plain disgust. So I can do nothing but politely decline all of his invitations to dinners, coffees, and even internships. I can't quite explain the feelings I get on this, but I guess the closest thing is a woman's intuition. I just don't feel right when he's around and he just plain gives me the creeps although he is a practicing lawyer and architect. I don't care if he makes a zillion dollars a year and is a genius. It's not worth my uneasiness.

The second guy is a scrubby lookin fella. I didn't notice him at first, but a worker actually pointed him out to me when I left to get a cup of coffee. Apparently, this fool has been staring at me behind my ginormous screen while eating a coffee cake and the crumbs are dribbling down his mouth. How insanely gross is that? [sorry, a little OC came out of nowhere there..]
Well, he plucked himself a couch next to me and watched me type this out without his knowing. A few moments ago, after the fob fool left me alone after I told him that he was bothering my study time, THIS fool decides to gather his balls and knock on my laptop screen and comment on how big my Toshiba was. It was followed by "you are such a small little girl, you should get one of those cute little pink computers that fits your small frame." Do I look like a Harujuku girl with a pink diamonds encrusted on my laptop and phone? NO. Leave me the hell alone with my bad ass machines. arhhhggg.

Stopping Time

This is the best prank ever.

There are 250 people who coincide to stop everything and be still at 230 pm at Grand Central Station. Watch the effects....

Frozen in Grand Central

Why its OK to Settle for Mr. Good Enough

I liked this article...and this part...

"The couples my friend and I saw at the park that summer were enviable but not because they seemed so in love — they were enviable because the husbands played with the kids for 20 minutes so their wives could eat lunch. In practice, my married friends with kids don’t spend that much time with their husbands anyway (between work and child care), and in many cases, their biggest complaint seems to be that they never see each other. So if you rarely see your husband — but he’s a decent guy who takes out the trash and sets up the baby gear, and he provides a second income that allows you to spend time with your child instead of working 60 hours a week to support a family on your own — how much does it matter whether the guy you marry is The One?

It’s not that I’ve become jaded to the point that I don’t believe in, or even crave, romantic connection. It’s that my understanding of it has changed. In my formative years, romance was John Cusack and Ione Skye in Say Anything. But when I think about marriage nowadays, my role models are the television characters Will and Grace, who, though Will was gay and his relationship with Grace was platonic, were one of the most romantic couples I can think of. What I long for in a marriage is that sense of having a partner in crime. Someone who knows your day-to-day trivia. Someone who both calls you on your bullshit and puts up with your quirks. So what if Will and Grace weren’t having sex with each other? How many long-married couples are having much sex anyway?"

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Moving Forwards

Around here, however, we don't look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we're all curious...and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.

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