I need to stop reading elitist trash spewing forth from law school forums. It’s really making me question the investment of going to law school to make anything less than six digits. Why does tuition have to be so exorbitant? Nay, why can’t I just erase all my F’s?
I’m really behind on work and I realized that it’s mainly because after scrutinizing an entire section layout several times and fixing headlines, I’m really not in the mood to read anything except for the aforementioned mind-excrement.
Coming up, I’m going to reflect on how I feel about L.A. and provide an appraisal of my future in it - detailing my love-hate relationship with the city and the increasingly derelict nature of our state. The coming decades will be sad times for all. Except for the filthy rich. Especially the filthy rich and old. Also, is Seattle in the cards for me? What if the big one up north comes while I’m there? While my family’s there? So much uncertainty. As you can tell, thoughts not immediately relevant are tormenting me when Wittgenstein’s Investigations should be fulfilling that task instead.
“”I like foreigners,” he said to a visitor, pointing out that his teacher was a white Australian. “White people can speak better English.”
Later, a dozen toddlers, some clad in Snoopy and Mickey Mouse T-shirts, crowded into a small classroom at the school. “Of course I’d rather have a foreigner” as a teacher, said Lu Mingzhen, who had taken his 3-year-old granddaughter to the class. By that, he meant a white foreigner. “Their pronunciation is more precise.”
The demand for white teachers has led some schools to hire people from France, Germany and other countries where English is not the primary language, said Maosi Yan, program director at Interlingua School, a small, privately owned center in Guizhou province, in south-central China.”
Lifted from this Los Angeles Time article.
Sometimes it seems like China’s striving to be more like North Korea.
I’m not sure I agree with outlawing split infinitives. Sometimes the placement of the adverb inside the infinitive phrase produces a subtly different meaning. Thoughts?
I rescind my prior declaration of maturity. I want to be a prosecutor anyway. Why wait? Why take on the debt? Unless of course I’m more fit for transactional law. Argh. Someone give me some guidance.
Happy anniversary my passion flower! No one’s influenced my life as much as you have and I thank you for sticking by me in everything I do. I love you and always will.
I’ve been on the db editorial board now for a week. Take a look at the editorials (published MWF) either online or in print, to catch my name on there. It’s pretty sweet. We basically get together and bring a few topics relevant to higher education, discuss which ones are worth writing about and then generate a majority opinion on the matter, which one lucky person gets to write about. I was the lucky one on this past Thursday. Here’s a link to the editorial I wrote:
http://dailybruin.com/news/2007/oct/19/editorial-visit-should-be-learning-experience/
nb: Friday coincided with the start of Parents’ Weekend at UCLA.
p.s. ambition really is a bitch. now i’m upset that my numbers won’t get me into a top 14 school. This is in contrast to a few months ago where all I wanted was to get into a tier 2. I used to be such a prestige whore, and that monster still resides in me, frustrated by my missteps in undergrad. In any case, I think I want to go to a private school where the administration runs smoothly.
I got my score today. It’s not the 180 I was hoping for, but being in the 99th percentile is nothing to be ashamed of. I just hope a 172 + my other numbers/work can get me into a T14. Especially because I just found out taking classes after I graduate won’t make a difference in my gpa. I love you all.
I’ve decided to be mature and put off applying to law school until I have maximized my chances for admission, by gathering work experience and taking community college courses to raise my GPA, even if that means waiting two or three years. Not only will this give me a chance to pay off my undergraduate loans but might also allow me to save up a little bit. Of course, this is all just empty talk until my score comes in on Monday. I’m basically hoping for two unlikely scenarios at this point - get into a tier 2 with a scholarship and take any job I want after graduating, or get into a top school with no money and get a firm position for a few years to pay off massive debt; the latter will vastly open up the job market and a nationally reputed alma mater simply provides more reach for your career in all respects. I’m getting a bit ahead of myself, but who doesn’t like thinking optimistically about the future?
Addendum: Production totally sucks tonight. I wish adcomms and grad schools were more aware of the work we put in here for practically no money. Even with shitty nights like this, I still love my job.
I did a stupid thing and missed my ethics class again this morning. I don’t blame myself completely, though - I had work until about midnight and the class is at 8. Bluh. I stayed awake through Descartes for the first time this quarter, and now I’m not so stressed about getting to know professors, because I plan on taking some community college courses after I graduate to try and up my pathetic undergraduate GPA. Now I’m eating almonds. Hooray. Won’t you hire me?
(((λx(λy x is y)eddy)stressed)
(Fλ F(eddy))(λx x is tired)
I guess having a diminutive readership doesn’t help my pleas for a blogging revival. I’m not impatient. Honest. It’s just that as jaded as everyone is, the textual release of your mental vomit really helps you get through the day or the week or what have you. Oops, I was going to have a relaxing and enjoyable lunch break but I realized I have an editorial board meeting in half an hour. Moral of the story: if I can take five minutes to blog in a 16-hour day, so can you.
Instead of having a category called ‘blogging,’ I’ve decided to file this and all my other recent blogging exhortations under ‘meta,’ which sounds a whole lot cooler.