Her School

With only an open book final remaining for me, I did what any logical person would do. I used my night yesterday to catch up on TV shows I missed last weekend. This meant that I had to scramble early this morning to get my outline together for the test. I had not read most of the books that were assigned for the class, so for the first time since high school, I relied on Sparknotes to get me through the exam. I had planned on leaving the house at 7:45 am in order to get to school well before my 8:30 final began. However, since I did not wake up until 6:30 am, I ended up not finishing putting together my outline until 7:30 am. I then set the sucker to print and jumped in the shower. Much to my dismay, 15 minutes later when I got out of the shower I discovered that the printer ran out of paper (I was printing about 80 pages). So I had to reload the printer and wait for the printing to finish. This gave me enough time to download the test (which has been available for over a week) before I left the house. It was about 7:10 by the time we were finally on the road.

Fortunately, we made it to school in record time and I had 5 minutes to spare before my final began (it would take me about that long to get logged in and ready to go). I wasn’t positive about which room the final would be administered in, but I decided to take my chances with one of the rooms on the main floor. The room was dark. On the the next room. Thankfully it was the correct place (I could see my classmates in there) so I walked in. At which point I was promptly informed that they had no more tests. I thought the proctor was telling me that there were simply no more tests in that particular room (most of my classes are large enough that the exams are administered in 2 rooms).

So as I was turning around to go find the other room, I realized that this was a rather small class and there shouldn’t be another room. As it turns out, this was the only room. The test administrators were not given the correct number of tests. I ended up going into one of the other rooms to wait for someone to bring me a test and as I sat there waiting for them to go print it I just kept thinking, “Maybe I should just go tell the professor that I don’t want to take the final after all… maybe he will just give me a 3.3 and let me be on my merry way… maybe they won’t be able to find anther copy of the test and then I really won’t have to take it.” Eventually the proctor came back with a copy of the test for me, and I ended up taking the final for 2 hours all by my lonesome self in that room. And you know what? It was actually nice to just sit there by myself and not hear 20 other students typing away furiously. I always wonder what everyone else is typing. Truth be told, there have been numerous times where I have gone back to add things to my answers just so that I look like I’m typing just as much as everyone else. But at least that chapter of my life is now over… well, except for that whole bar thing, but I’m just going to try to pretend like that doesn’t exist for a few days.

I love my friends. Really, I do. But sometimes they do things that really bother me. Last night (prom night) happened to be one of them. There were a few of us who had planned on going to law school prom. Law school prom consists of a dinner, some awards, and then dancing. They all got there on time, and I (of course) was really late since I had to flat iron my hair, pick up Luis from school, go buy a curling iron, go buy a shirt to wear underneath my dress, etc. When we finally showed up to the Provo Library, I found my friends and quickly discovered that someone had taken our seats at the table. While I’m sure these were very nice people and they probably all enjoyed their time together, the point of us all going to prom was to be able to have fun together. I’m not sure why they didn’t think to just go grab our name cards and place them on the table so that no one sat there. Maybe they just completely forgot that we were coming (though I’m not sure why they would since we had spoken about it earlier in the day). Maybe they just didn’t want us to sit with them. But here’s the thing, if it had been one of them, they would have been super mad if they were forced to go sit somewhere by themselves.

Either way, this left us with the task of finding another table with two empty seats. We eventually found one… full of people that I have never seen in my entire life. So we sat there feeling awkward. At this point, I was really upset and just wanted to go home, but since we had paid for our tickets, I decided we should stay to eat and get my little award. On our way back to the table, I noticed another table with a few of my classmates (whom I’m not really friends with, but we are facebook friends, they’re nice people, and I knew they wouldn’t just ignore us). So we quickly sat at that table and then went to swap out our water glasses (which we had already taken drinks from). We ended up having a lovely time and getting to know these people a little better.
P.S. Jordan’s plaque is bigger than mine but that is ok… at least I got something :)

I never thought I would say this about a test in law school, but I was actually over prepared. I spent most of my day yesterday trying to get in as much studying as I could. And then I spent 2 hours this morning creating name associations for each of the 42 possible cases we have discussed. Some of my favorites included:

• Harry Potter has 2 best friends and wants to marry them but isn’t allowed to (Potter v. Murray: you can criminally prosecute for polygamy)
• If Britney Spears wants to take money from K-Fed, she needs to prove they were never divorced (Spearman v. Spearman: First wife has to prove that there was no divorce, preponderance of the evidence)
• Jennifer W. Fuentes is pregnant and her child will be also be Maloni’s (State ex rel Interest of JWF: a child born within a marriage is a de facto adoption)
• Patrick Swayze wouldn’t claim his dance partner’s child on Dirty Dancing (Swayne v. LDS Social Services: dad didn’t claim to be father when given the chance and can’t change his mind)
• Blair and Chuck got into a car accident and she wants to claim insurance money (Whyte v. Blair: Car insurance. CL marriage: consent, cohabit, hold out to be married)

So after all of this hard work (trust me, coming up with 42 of these was actually really hard considering the oddness of some of the names), the professor only tested on 3 cases.