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[Oct. 18th, 2006|09:30 pm] |
I just got the first of my recommendation letters from a former professor, and it literally took my breath away; I have NEVER had such a glowing referral from anyone!
Not only did he remember my writing style and extoll its virtures in great detail, but he mentioned that I was his only student ever to receive a 100% on a final, and I was top in his class by the most significant margin he's ever seen. He praised my communication skills and intellectual ability as "simply outstanding" and said that, drawing on his years of teaching law and interactions with lawyers, "[...]I am confident in my assessment of her legal instincts as first-rate".
I don't even know how to thank this man adequately; were I an admissions director or potential employer, such a letter would impress me beyond words. THIS may be the thing I need (in addition to my undergrad GPA and a clever entrance essay) to overcome those mediocre LSAT scores of mine.
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| Callooh! Callay! |
[Jul. 26th, 2006|10:23 pm] |
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| | "Pretzel Logic" is the best song EVER in the WORLD. | ] |
T. just sent off for his USM application! They have a Physics major there but no Astronomy one; I'm thinking that he could always transfer to Orono in a few years, though. It's gonna take him forever and a day to get his undergraduate degree anyway, being even less of a traditional student than I was...
He's getting excited, and I am (obviously) thrilled for him. He is a natural student, although it will be a challenge for him to adjust to a classroom after all this time. I'm thinking Betsy will help him with all those tedious financial aid applications - apparently, she loves doing that sort of thing. I was spoiled; I doubt I ever even saw mine.
Which reminds me - as soon as the ambassador thingy at work is over, I have got to get my sweet ass over to the Poli Sci department and see if any of my erstwhile professors will write me letters of recommendation. (Hey, it's only been 2 years since I graduated; I still make regular appearances in some of their nightmares! So I'm sure they will remember me vividly.)
I will admit, though, to having gotten intellectually lazy in the past several years. I pretty much blew off "American Indian Law" after I graduated, which meant that they changed the Summa on my Cum Laude to Magna (yes, I AM still smarting over that. Bite me.)
Thus I might want to get back into the habit of reading (to quote Bertie Wooster) "improving books" sometimes: predominantly nonfiction peer-reviewed political shtuff. After all, I have over a year before law school - might as well make my brain do a few calisthenics every once in a while so it doesn't atrophy. Cuz let's face it - Elle Woods I ain't.†
† (Thank God...‡)
‡ ("Legally Blonde" totally sucked 4 kinds of ass, didn't it?) |
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| Whither all my goddamn boyfriends? |
[Nov. 6th, 2004|06:09 pm] |
I am feeling a wee bit neglected; none of said boyfriends have e-mailed me today. Absolutely cannot wait until Tuesday (if you're reading this, don't get freaked out, darlin'; it's in code, remember?)!
I must get another user picture; this one makes me look hostile and manipulative. (Even though I frequently am both, but it doesn't do to advertise the fact.)
As one might reasonably infer, I am pointedly not studying American Indian Law. But whenever I neglect it for too long, I envision that old "Keep America Beautiful" commercial; the wrinkled old Indian is actually crying because he is so very disappointed in me.
I WILL do better, Chief He-Who-Guilt-Trips! You can count on me!
(This page must take forever to load; it's very image-heavy. So, readers with crap computers who're pissed because you have to wait 4 minutes to see my pictures?:
Suck it.)
I wonder what ethnicity I'll be mistaken for tonight? Lessee: I've been a "Nubian Princess", a "hot Asian chick", Pakistani, Italian, Palestinean, etc.; just like beautiful aunt Sarah, except that she was always pretending to be something exotic. I always worried in high school that I'd turn out to be a total wackjob like she did (even though, by all accounts, she's a very successful wackjob). Nothing like a family legacy of insanity, alcoholism, and crippling depression to give you nightmares about your future...remind me never to reproduce. |
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