Indiana Jones

Today I had to get out of the house. So I've been wanting to see a movie and decided to head to the city for a little matinee action. Of course, Indiana Jones has been on my list for a while now (I don't get to go to a lot a movies seeing as they are 12 dollars...even for the matinee). Anywho, I decided that this was one to see on the big screen.  

I hate it when people spoil movies for me, and, as my friend Brook says, I am the nazi of not telling anyone the ending. I have a story about that involving the Sixth Sense...but I will spare you for now (obviously it still bugs me even though that was years ago). So I won't give anything away, but I will say this...it was unexpected. Sure, there were they typical Indy antics that make me chuckle. There were all the great fight/action scenes (and at least one that is grotesque, a la melting faces, heads being chopped off and the like).  I really enjoyed Cate Blanchett - she makes a great bad guy. Even Shia LoBeouf (is that how you spell it?) is funny. (I admit that I feared he would be an obnoxious character.  He wasn't). It felt like the old Indy movies, until the ending came...think 1950s/area 51. I won't say more than that. But it was bizarr-o!  

Still, for all you old time Indy fans like me, I wouldn't shy away from it. Not sure it is as good as the old ones, but Harrison Ford makes a fine comeback. He's charming, witty, and tough as nails. I didn't realize how much I'd missed that character. Sort of makes up for Six Days, Seven Nights...one of the worst movies ever put to film. It was fun to see him back in action as a character everyone can't help but loving.     

Summer Time...

Blah Blah Blah about the pictures of me...I live alone, people. Short of setting up my camera for a personal photo shoot by myself (which sounds pretty cheesy to me) or calling up a neighbor (so not going to happen), you aren't going to see a lot of pictures of me posted very soon Perhaps after I spend some time in Europe this summer...yes, that is right people. I'm going to Europe for a study abroad program. (I know...you are all shocked that I would want to ever go to Europe for any reason at all!)

 

So here are my plans. I have a journal write-on competition to complete by May 23. I've started reading the assignment, but I've been in Virginia with my old roomies for the past few days, so I'll start writing tomorrow. After that is over, I have a week, then I'm off to Europe on June 1. I'll start my little adventure in Heidelberg, Germany. I'll be staying, thanks to dearest Jen Brooks, in the Marriot Hotel for two nights. I'm hoping to rent a bike and do some touring about. I've always wanted to see Heidelberg, so that should be good times. On June 4 I leave for Brussels. I'll be there for a few weeks before flying over to Ireland where I'll stay in Galway for a few weeks as well. Then I return on July 4. I  will be taking three classes while I am there: European Union Law, Intellectual Property and International Pharmaceuticals. When I return, I'll have some finals to take. I must admit, I cringe at the thought, especially after just having finished finals less than a week ago. My big push for going...I've always wanted to try a study abroad. I had a chance when I was at BYU and didn't do it. I've always regretted that choice. So, yippee for second chances! I am also thinking about international law. I thought this might be a good introduction.  

Once I get back I'll start working for my contracts professor, Mark Denbeaux, on what is affectionately called the Guitmo project. Professor Denbeaux represents detainees in Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, and works on other, related projects. I'm pretty excited to be working with him. Although he was quite intimidating at first, he's actually very engaging, funny, and good-hearted. And his stories keep everyone laughing.  

Other than that, I'll spend some time in July with my parents, my brother, and his family in Virginia. I hope to head home to Utah in August for some time with family there. And who knows what else. Remember, I'm always open to visitors!!!  

Home Sweet...Apartment

The "living room"...
The kitchen...very spacious!
The study area...notice the stack of books.  That represents what I've learned this year.
Another view of the living room.

So Josh said he wanted pictures. I figured people might want to know what an apartment in Newark is like. It isn't too shabby, although I hate the flooring. It is the weirdest linoleum. I think it is supposed to look like stone. It doesn't. But, it hides dirt! Other than that, I cannot complain. It's spacious and homey. And it is kinda fun because it is all my own. At least for the foreseeable future!

First Year

Some highlights...

Day one of law school: Monday:  Professor Denbeaux walks into class without a word of introduction.  I've heard the rumors.  He's an imposing man, perhaps the most imposing upon first impression.  He looks up to the center of the room and says, "Miss Fischer, Ray versus Eurice."  He asks a random question and my poor friend Maria stammers something out.  I don't know if anyone even heard her.  All I could do was breath a sigh of relief.  It wasn't me.

Day five: Friday: Professor Granne says, "Miss Fish" and my stomach sinks.  I've read the case three times.  I know it.  It was about the Rio hotel in Vegas.  I lived in Vegas for heavens sake.  I completely drop the ball.  But it goes on.   And on.  And on.  For forty minutes I take a beating.  If I answered incorrectly or couldn't answer at all, the professor would go on to someone else.  But then it was right back to me.  I thought I was going to vomit.  

February:  Professor Azmy walks into class with a stain on the front of his shirt.  "I know, I know," he says.  "Before you all start texting each other about the big stain on my shirt, someone bumped into me on the subway, and I spilled my coffee."  So funny.  I could go on and on about how great he is.  

March:  Professor Cornwell walks into Criminal Law with one of those red and yellow toy cars for children.  You know, the ones they can actually get in and pretend to drive around. Anyway, halfway through class, he walks to the stop of the class, acts out a little scenario and then sends the car careening down the stairs.  Hilarious.  Good times in crim law.

Actually I could go on and on about how great all my professors are.  It was as tough as everyone said it would be.  But it was rewarding, fulfilling, exciting, challenging and worth every second of it.  In the immortal words of Professor Azmy, law school messes with your mind.  One day your are sure you are the smartest person in class.  The next day, you know your are the dumbest.  And that about sums it all up.