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Name: Pauline Country: United States State: California Birthday: 6/17/1981 Gender: Female
Interests: doing absolutely nothing Occupation: Student Industry: Legal
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12/20/2002
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| Hi friends,
So...I am officially done being a 1L (first year)!!! I don't remember ever feeling so happy...than i did walking out of my very last final of the year...I had THE biggest grin on my face ALL day. My face hurt. After the final, my Criminal Law professor hosted an after the year party for his class at his CRAZY-ass house. If any of you have ever seen the Justin Timberlake music video, "Cry me a river" - then you will know what I'm talking about. Yups - he owns that house. I felt connected with J.T., my homie, my best friend... he just doesn't know it yet, but I'm ALMOST positive he felt connected to me too. At any rate, it was fun...there was lots of alcohol, crazy loud music but the best part about it was the PING PONG!! all i did was play ping pong for an hour. I was having so much fun that i didn't even realize that I must have looked like an asian nerd getting excited about beating my classmates...but man, was i sweating and getting all into it. School has changed me. 
The next highlight of the weekend: JIMMY EAT WORLD. I went to the concert with some friends from school (Yem, Soo, Kev...Thanks guys - i had a lot of fun) and i can't say it was the best concert i've ever been to, but it was still pretty damn fun. there were 2 opening bands, in which i don't remember the 1st one (they weren't too good) but the second one was amazing - Taking Back Sunday. Then Jimmy. As fun as it was though, I realized that I'm gettin old. We were in the general admissions area (the pit) where All these high school kids were running around like lil monkeys sweating and jumping around and on top of each other. As for us, our legs and backs were killing us by the time the concert ended. Couldn't hang man...just couldn't hang. 
But dang - it feels good to be free!! Who wants to play??!!!
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| Does anyone else have a problem with stage fright, even if it's only in front of 3 people? I never thought i'd have that big of an issue with nervousness, but today i had to do a practice run for Moot Court (which is similar to what most people would call Mock Trial?), and it's intense, especially when the judges are hounding you with questions and interrupting the arguments you're making. So, most of my responses were...Uhh ...and Well ...."DUH" ( i actually said that once...not like DUH - you judges are MODED..but more like DUH - i'm an idiot!)....SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE. ..and to make it worse, i couldn't keep the label of my client right - i was calling him the "petitioner" when he was actually "respondent" and when i referred to the opposing party, i flipped it. AGH... At any rate, Even though it was quite traumatizing, i have to say that it was a REALLY fun experience... BUT - anyone gimme tips on how to calm nerves? especially when the next time i'm up there, it wont be in front of a panel of "pretend" judges, but will really consist of judges from various courts and practicing lawyers.
- HiGhLiGhT of the WeeK - 
U2 concert baby!! My fantastic sister (Lilyan) bought me tickets, food, paid for parking AND bought me a T-shirt..(THANK YOU!!! ILU ). So, we went to the Staples Center, and Honestly - i was expecting it to be an amazing experience, but it went even beyond that.
The Band was musically unreal, but more than that, they were able to instill an inspiring emotional aspect to the concert that I don't think can be done by anyone else. - I don't know anyone who could get THOUSANDS of people to sing songs such as "Yaweh" or "40" (Taken from Psalm 40) and although i know most of the people there didn't know or didn't realize the Apparent christian connotations, The intensity of the songs and people's involvement were amazing. Goose bumps the whole night. 
POINT of the STORY: if you go to only ONE concert in your entire life, PLEASE - go see U2. You'll be amazed.
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| I ran across this on someone else's xanga...Just thought it'd be interesting, and hopefully an entertaining distraction?...
"If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, Please post a memory: (1) Of Me (2) Of You and Me It can be anything you want, good or bad...so long as it happened. Then post this in your xanga, see what people remember about You..."
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| "The District Sleeps Alone Tonight"
Smeared black
ink... your palms are sweaty And I'm barely listening to last demands I'm
staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath Where I
am Where I am
I'll wear my badge... a vinyl sticker with big block
letters adherent to my chest That tells your new friends I am a visitor
here... I am not permanent And the only thing keeping me dry is Where
I am Where I am Where I am
You seem so out of context in this gaudy
apartment complex A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just
visiting And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I
was the one worth leaving
D.C. sleeps alone tonight
Where I
am Where I am Where I am
You seem so so out of context in this
gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your door key explaining that I am
just visiting And I am finally seing Why I was the one worth
leaving Why I was the one worth leaving
Where I am Where I
am Where I am
The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn
out their lights And send the autos swerving into the loneliest
evening And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I
was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the
one worth leaving
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