Memory Lane: November 2, 2005. Too Early To Be Jaded.

this morning i woke up, i didn't feel brand new, but i did think it was going to be one of those get by days. nights of sleep are shorter, days are colder. i knew i had to get about 25 hours of work done in a 24 hour day. but as i'm about to call it a night on this november 1st day, i'm feeling a true sense of accomplishment.

just as i'm about to step into my 9am contracts class, i receive great news from home (the t-dot o dot) that one of my great buddies received a much deserved promotion. a few you had to be there type of exchanges later, and i'm ready to get on my grind couzin, ain't no time for frontin. contracts class goes well, i come out of class without one of those cloudy bubbles over my head with a ?.

next up the break from about 10:15 to my next class at 2:30. in my first few weeks during these times, you could find me in the lounge napping, in the library napping, in the common room napping or in one of many rooms catching up on my zeds (coincidently, i was once referred to mr. nappy roots himself). but since nas said he never sleeps cause sleep is the cousin of death, i have decided i should be more productive during this time. so i turn up the ipod, crank up the wu tang clan and get to the legal writing (which is anti-creative writing at its best) and on this day wu tang clan isn't the only one who ain't nuttin to f' wit, cause i once i stepped inside, whoa damn. things are going well.

then torts rolls around, and torts goes well, tortingly. i follow along nicely the first 59 minutes, a couple amusing comment from my classmates that are always good for a laugh, a couple questions from people that like to ask questions. then i remember tonight is opening night in the nba, let me take a quick look who is playing tonight (special thanks to the laptops and wireless internet) and before i can even load up the page..."mr k..." yes maam. now although i had read the case i was caught in a momemt of unclarity. so although i considered making a witty comment to buy myself some time which usually seems to work for some of my classmates, i thought i would freestyle my thoughts on the case (no i did not actually drop a rhyme) but clearly this was no jay-z lacing a takeover at summerjam, because after a decent first 8 bars, my flow was off beat after that. but like jay-z did after he was hit was ether, i picked myself got back to the legal writing, and some 6 hours later completed work on the blueprint. 5 mics? let me just say judgment n.o.v.

so as they say your attitude determines your latitude. so if that's the case, then i'm trying to touch the sky. i feel very blessed to be in this position right now. i think every student in this school has a reason to be pumped up. i look it at like this. there are around 250 people in first year. university of minnesota is a top 20 school in the nation, so say there are 250 students at each of those schools, that means we are among the top 5000 students in all the nation in 2005. if i was stone cold steve austin, i'd ask for a hell yeah. but then i might also stone cold stun the 4750 students at the other 19 schools. but life at the U is good, so good that i decided i would capitalize it. how can you not be excited?

how can you not be excited about it when right around 2008 about 250 of my classmates will be lawyers all around the world. some will be trading in their student loans for a benzo, maybe someone will help get michael jackson in/out of jail whichever you prefer, but promise me you'll take r. kelly with you too. i'm sure there are going to be some politicians in this crowd, poli-tricking as usual.

how can you not be excited when you 2L's, 3L's who are like your older brother that makes your life easier cause they already took all the punishment, now they can tell you about it. i wouldn't even be shocked if they stood up for you and kicked that bully's ass that was stealing your lunch money. this is clearly not degrassi junior high, and there are no scooters (milliken's own) being locked in the janitor's office.

if i may point out that an interesting dynamic about law school is that you can have first year students that are older then 3rd year students. in fact you can have first year students that are older then the professors. so in reality you can go from being a freshman at law school to the old guy in the club, all in the same night. i respect that.

how can you not be excited when you have professors that are engaging not to mention funny and got jokes. i almost forgot that teachers are actual people. after going through years of high school where you could tell that some people were there because they couldn't be anywhere else. then to university of toronto, where aside from a few standouts, you basically had hacks read out of the textbook. now i got professors that take students out to lunch to get to know them. you have professors inviting students over for dinner on the weekend. you got professors who just know how to ask that right question just when you think you got it all figured out. you got a dean that celebrates opening day of the baseball season with a party in the library with free beer and hotdogs. what's not to love about that? and just because, if i was an american citizen i would nominate and vote for prof. charles for president, and i don't think you'd even have to ask yourself why?

so i'm excited, and before i fade to black on this day, i leave a few other signs of the times, that can only make me laugh

a friend asked me today if i tried using the golden gohpers on ncaa football 2006 for the playstation 2, i said i'd probably just wait till ncaa 2008 comes out cause that might be when i have some free time

in all my years at school, i use to make comments to students that carried big backpacks whether they were going camping that evening, or had a parachute in there. now i have to carry around two bags, so i can carry all my books with me.

in my undergrad i used to see people highlighting basically every line in the textbook, so i would comment, why don't you just highlight the parts you don't think are important (cause atleast you would save your highlighter from overuse). fittingly, i am now one of those that feels the need to highlight almost every line in the textbook.

since i've been here i've served some heavy hours in law school library, and i regulary see the same cast of characters. how can i not be proud of myself, when i consider the only time i ever went to the library at high school was to put books in the bags of students that were not looking then laugh at them when the alarm off.

respect to nk and tk back in to for making it possible to wake today feeling brand new.

shout out to all my classmates who might stop by here and make everyday brand new.

difficult only takes a day, and this day is over.

impossible? it only takes a week.

now if i could only do it in my sleep.

sk