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Finals Season

If you’ve ever been unfortunate enough to attend a university on the quarter system, you’d know that the saying “if you snooze, you lose” has never been truer. It feels like midterms happened last week. Now I’m already working on finals.

Thanks to the indecisiveness of one of my professors, I have a final paper due this coming Wednesday instead of Finals Week (which takes places next week). Due to the change coming so late in the term, I was unable to request time off from work. This is the beauty of being a working student.

Though I should admit that I am to blamed as well, I should have used my time wisely. I did catch up on some homework, met with a study group for a different class, AND applied to one of the scholarships in my list! Okay so maybe I haven’t been so terrible after all. All I got to do is keep reminding myself that after the next ten days, I will be checking into a hotel with my wife for Admitted Students Weekend. Not so terrible after all.

-Mrs. This One 

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Teaching Assistant or Tough A-Giver?

I never knew of TAs (Teaching Assistants) until I came to UCLA. You know, graduate students who hold their own discussions in addition to the lecture, and most likely the person who will grade you throughout the course. It made sense. There’s no way a professor could handle a 300 student lecture on his own. And with the lack of funding, there’s no better way to offer your graduate students financial assistance than by making up a job for them, right? But what happens when this job comes at the detriment of other’s education?

I must say than in less than two years, I’ve been thankful to have met truly committed TAs who have been there to help their discussions as much as possible. But as in real life, there’s no good without the bad. I have come across two or three individuals who are so bitter about not getting an actual fellowship, that they take it on the students.

Student: “Hi, I noticed that you gave me an A- but didn’t quite comment as to why. Could you help me understand what I could do better for the next time?”
TA: “Your paper was great.”
Student: “I don’t follow.”
TA: You chose to go with X’s argument and I don’t personally agree with it. That’s why you didn’t get an A.”

Thankfully this exchange didn’t happen to me, but I know this TA in question. After all, I had to correct his flawed theories from time to time. This is the same TA who wouldn’t let me see my final to see what I did wrong in it.

I understand TAs though. Since we still haven’t heard about fellowships for my wife, she might end up becoming one of this miserable individuals. But I keep reminding her that she would have been an undergraduate once by the time she’s grading papers. I mean, both my wife and I understand how competitive it is to get into graduate and professional schools. Why ruin someone’s chances because of a personal bias?

I personally gave this TA a very sincere and detailed evaluation, including how he was inadequately prepared to aid us with the material he was supposed to be in charged of. Yet, he doesn’t seem to be listening. My classmate will be taking this matter to the supervising professor next week and I sure hope he does something about it.

-Mrs. This One.


We’re Separating

How to begin without ending? Though I love knowing where I’m going this coming fall, I must admit it sucks a bit to be stuck where I am now. Next week I’ll start my second-to-last round of finals. Then one more quarter and I will be done.

After that, the Mrs. and I will be separating. Unfortunately, we decided against one of us commuting. So instead, we will go back to having two places. With Irvine being the primary one. This is really weird to think about. I can’t even begin to picture how lonely I’m going to feel. I know we’ll be too busy to think about it, but who are we kidding? This will be a big sacrifice. But at least we’ll be doing it together.

I am now in this place of in-betweenness. Wanting it to be fall, but dreading it with all my heart. You can’t win them all, right?

-Mrs. This One


Dreamy Law School, Revealed

  • So what school was Dreamy Law School (D, you ready?)? Keep reading.

For those of you who have been reading for a bit over a year now (wow, times flies), you’d know that 2011’s V-Day was a nightmare for us. So was the one in 2010. In order to avoid misery for another year, we decided not to do anything special this year- I mean, how could we? I had to work all day, and as soon as I got home from school, I was supposed to work on a midterm paper due the following day. We made absolutely no plans for that day. Not even to get roses.

However, as the day progressed, we’d soon find out that either Life wanted to make it up to us for the last two V-Days, or that Life felt we needed a super awesome gift. Whichever it was, our lives would never be the same after this day.

A little after 1pm, while I was still stuck at work, I got a chance to take a little break. I called my wife to say hi and see if she was having a good day so far. Out of curiosity, I asked her to check my email- you know, my (now cured) law school anxiety had kicked in once more. She told me about some spam I’ve gotten and how that was pretty much it. Until she noticed that she had originally missed an email from Dreamy Law School. My heart skipped a beat. “Read it!” I ordered. “I did,” she replied. The fact that she wasn’t screaming out of happiness made me realize that it probably wasn’t good news. After another second she finally broke the silence.

YOU’RE IN!

I had her read the email to me a few times. I couldn’t believe it. I still can’t, to some degree. This school was so out of my reach, with my low LSAT and all, but THIS was my school. THIS ONE I needed to get into. THIS ONE was my dream school. Now I’m waiting to hear from any scholarship offers. There’s a chance I won’t get any, but I’m staying hopeful.

So why was this such great news? I mean, besides the fact that this was my #1 school? Well, my girl got into the UCLA graduate program. Me getting into this school meant we didn’t have to live far away from each other. Conclusion: best V-Day EVER!

Now, if another local school offers me a lot of money, I’d have to strongly consider it. After all, I’m not about to sell my soul for loans. But in the meantime…

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-Mrs. This One


Ask and You Shall Receive?

As soon as I blogged about scholarships, I got one. Perhaps I should blog about getting into my top choice (DLS) with a full ride? Nah, I’ll save that one for later– but that would definitely be a dream come true.

The scholarship I got is for a school that would put me miles away from my girl (Homewrecker Law School: HLS)*. This is one of the few schools I applied to knowing that the Mrs. wasn’t going to be nearby. I did it because I liked the school, and knowing that, my wife almost forced me to do it. But this set of schools… I never saw myself going to them because I knew they would separate us. They were the type of schools I was allowed to look into only if going to the same area wasn’t going to be a possibility anyway.

So here I am, with a close-to-full-tuition scholarship, without being able to celebrate. I never realized that graduate and professional schooling would pose so many challenges for us. Live and learn, right?

-Mrs. This One

*This school is in NO WAY related or making any references to Harvard Law School which name happens to coincide with the fictitious name I have chosen for a completely, unrelated law school.


Friday Night

The Mrs. is out on her History Dinners (along with some graduate students), and I have been watching the 5th season of Friday Night Lights for the past few hours. I’m supposed to be doing homework, but it’s hard to do homework when you’re upset (long story). I am almost on the last episode, so I won’t be procrastinating for too long.

Today I got accepted to Local Law School. Not my favorite one, but I’m sure it’s a fine school. I’m going to plan a visit soon. I should have done so before, but time is hard to find these days. I think I could even sit in a class and everything.

It’s weird, I remember thinking that I was so far away from a day like today- yet, here I am. Growing up went by so quickly, though I know I have more growing up to do. But really, how crazy is it? To be graduating from college soon. Me. The kid who was working full time after high school because college wasn’t going to be an option. The kid who waited tables, specifically to Duke students, thinking that one day, I could be changing the world instead. The kid who sold hot dogs to attorneys in downtown, rushing to another trial.

Getting here wasn’t easy, and I certainly didn’t do it alone. And even if tonight, on a Friday night, I find myself without company, there’s no question that I’ve been blessed to be where I am today.

-Mrs. This One

Happy birthday, best friend! I am so lucky to have found you and to still have you in my life. You are still my wonderful present. I’m sorry for the distance, and the lack of time. But you have me, today, tomorrow and always. You can always count on me, as I’d always do anything for you. Friends like you are hard to come by. Thank you for sticking around. 

 


I’m Going to Law School!

How else could I have titled this?

Ladies and gentlemen, I have received my first offer of admission! You are welcome to side with my wife and say “we already knew this was going to happen,” but I really didn’t. Though now I do.

Not only was I accepted to a school, but I got accepted to a school I would totally love to go to. Although I won’t be revealing the names of the schools until I have picked a school to attend, I can tell you that this school definitely stands for everything I stand for: public service. They are also a bit unconventional, and located at the heart of a beautiful city. Hint: if I were to go there, I would miss the candid California weather.

But we will have to wait to make a decision since we’re a pair, and once you’re part of a pair, a decision is always reached by the two parts of the pair. Well, only if you’re part of a good pair.

Mrs. This One


All the Cards

For the past few weeks, I keep opening the “new post” page, only to close it a few seconds later. The reason? I don’t really know how to think about something that doesn’t involve law school.

I could say, “hey, it’s the rest of my life, I have to think about it.” But given that most people are uncertain about what they want to do with their lives, I can’t blame many for not understanding what this feels like. I mean, how ridiculously crazy is it to think that my life is about to change drastically, and I have no control over it? Sure you could say that I have the ultimate decision as to what school I will ultimately attend, but in reality, they hold all the cards.

Think of money. Because of my silly little score, I’m not expecting any money. But say I were offered some. Say I get into two schools: Dreamy Law School, and Somewhat Decent Looking School. At this point, the choice seems obvious, DLS. But what if SDLS happens to offer me a scholarship and DLS doesn’t? What to do then? What if one city has a lower cost of living, but living cheaper would also mean for us to live apart, where can I find the balance then?

I’m under review at 5 schools as of tonight. Wish me luck guys, I’m going to need it.

-Mrs. This One


Last Minute Doubts

Well, all of my law school applications are in. I added about three more applications to my cycle at the last minute, and I feel really good about that decision. I will have to wait for months before any school renders a decision, and the questions in my mind become too overwhelming from time to time: What if I have to move? What about a summer job? Will I get any scholarships? Will I be in the same area as my wife? And if not, will it be worth it not to be?

To these questions, my wife will probably say that I need to wait until all of the acceptances, rejections, and waitlists are on the table. But can you blame it for thinking about it?

-Mrs. This One


The Waiting Game

All my applications are officially in. I added two more schools last minute, trying to improve my chances.

The road ahead will be long. I don’t have another chance to repeat my test, and unless I really don’t get into any school, I don’t really want to. In fact, I really wish I don’t have to go through this process again until I’m looking for jobs as an attorney.

I applied to all sorts of schools. Some I’d really love to go to. Including my beloved DLS. But most of those that fall in this category ask for a way better score than I have.

Which brings me to the fact that I may have spoiled our chances to make sure we go to schools in the same area next year. Sucky, isn’t it? I’m also not hoping for scholarships anymore. I will simply wait and hope for the best in the next two months.

On the bright side (I didn’t think there was any either), I finally KNOW what I want to do with my life. I have something to look forward to. And the best part is that I’m super excited about it all, and the Mrs. supports me on it 100%. Now I want to reserve this information for another entry, but if you wanted a hint, I’m gonna be applying for public service scholarships in the next few days.

-Mrs. This One


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