Friday, July 09, 2004
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Alright, now that I have some time, I can post about NSLC, well for the select few that care. First of all, I thought this would suck. I thought it would be lessons from some hardcore lawyer and stupid ass kids. Thank God that wasn't true. We had 2 profs that kicked a lotta ass. Kareem and Brandy, lawyers from the DC region. Their lectures were hella funny and informative at the same time. Kareem would bust out with his stories of him growing up in the hood then remind us of hearsay objection laws. Our Teacher Assistants were really cool too. I had 2, an Indian guy, UCLA alumn named Gautam, pronounced Gotham. Haha, I just called him Batman, or My Asian Brother. Then we had Adrian, who turned out to be only 1 year older than us but we thought she was freakin 23 or something. DAMN. She's going to UCSB next year. They were both from Cali so we had that connection going and both were incredibly smart. -Nuff about the administration, more about actual colleagues.

My roomie was a guy named Francisco Na, a Korean from Queens, NY. Ghetto yet not stupidly ghetto like the guys we have back here. Well, it's cause he actually gets mugged and such, not like the guys here who pretend to get mugged and such, however that works. Anyways, Sisqo (as it says on his nametag) was hella funny. I guess he smoked too much weed in his NY life and he wasn't very aware of ... just about anything. Like he'd forget something that we'd be talking about a few seconds ago. He'd also have these random anger bursts. Like, we'd be eating and talking about something, and he'd randomly slam the table. And we'd all look at him and he'd apologize and go back into silence. It was the funniest thing in the world. Here's an example of a convo with him ---

Sisqo: Do you think they sell- (getting cut off)
Preston (kid from San Diego): NO.
Sisqo: WTF? REALLY?
Me: Sisqo, why do you think Preston knows what you are talking about?
Sisqo: Oh yeah. Wait, what?

Great. Just magnificent amusement volume in that guy.

He was a good guy though, very courteous and all. Gotta go talk to him sometime.

Now, the thing about NSLC that just made it kick ass were the Trial Groups; people we worked with on the trial and basically saw everyday for 3 hours. However, my group kinda clicked and we just hang out the whole day. The first day seeing these people, filled with my stereotypes - I thought we would never be able to work together. I think if I went through all the people which I cared about, this post would take days to read. Oh well, sucks for the reader then.

Well, let's see, first we have Clay, who's probably the core of our trial group and kept us together and organized and on task. He was probably one of the funniest people I've ever met in my life. He had one of those shaggy curly haircuts where he has a half-afro. From S. Virginia. he had a heavy southern accent. He was extremely smart, espeically with random information. He was also a musician whose brother was a musical genius accepted for a free ride in every prestigious school in the nation. He and his Bro opened for Hoobastank and such bands. He also hikes through New Mexico for weeks at a time, which in a feat in itself has had him a guy who is really ... thoughtful - for lack of a better word. Kick-ass guy, always encouraging people and humble about his own skills.

Then, we have Becca or Becca-boo (named by Clay). From Rhode Island. Smart like none-other. Becca was really nice, always making sure we all were together before heading off to anywhere in DC and such. She caught a firefly for me =). Kicked some major ass at the trial and she even challeged herself and ditched her fear of not having a paper to read off of. Sailer since a kid and also a tall basketball player. Fellow OWL =). Just been as kind as someone could be and really helped me, especially, click with the group. Gonna keep in touch.

Julieeeeee, crazy, crazy girl from North Carolina. Always hungry, and that's an awesome thing. She organized random pizza parties and chinese food parties during our study sessions. Tennis player. Tennis r0x. EXTREMELY happy and hyper, just kept the atmosphere at a dull roar the whole time. Funny as hell, like the counter-part of Clay. Hates girls who are all emotional and dramatic =). Sweet person overall. OH yeah, started making people say y'all. Also in my defense group and killed during cross and direct examniations.

Joe Hsu. Half-asian =). B-ball player from Baltimore. Mock trial skills like crazy. I heard his closing statement just devastated the presecution. Hell yeah, go team Batman. Really nice and funny kid. Confident as hell and had the actions to back it up. Respectful. Haha, defended his Asian side a lot too. One of those people that you love to welcome to any event, ya know?

Alaina, black belt in Tae Kwon Do. Shit, could beat my ass like no tomorrow. Also, pretty random and insane. Make that really damn random and funny. Had a few good talks with her during our visits to memorials. Had a kick-ass East Coast accent. When paired with Julie, the random insanity is completely and utterly unstoppable, of course with Clay cheering them on.

Sonya, Spanish girl from LA. We had a connection from the Cali thing and talked a little. She wants to be the President of the US. Holy shit right? Yeah, big dreamer but shes really got that people person personality that draws people to her. Plus, shes got a suave spanish accent, like when she says chile and guacamole, its so coool. Tore down the prosecution as the closing speaker in my group. Really really nice =)

Fabienne from Britan. One of the most animated girls I've met through my life. We were all obsessed with her British accent. She lead an incredible life-flying around in Concords and singing at Ground Zero. She pulled one of the best damn suckers during the last day when she told us she was actually from the US and she had to put on the British act for a drama class. We all believed her cause she sounded all American all of a sudden. But then, she pulled a double sucker by telling us she was British in actuality. DAMMIT. Good times, though =).

Tom. Jesus Christ, this guy was angry. But his anger was so damn funny. He kept swearing during his trial. Like the prosecution would object and the judge would sustain then Tom just swearing everyone to hell. This guy did all kinds of drugs and drank and gambled like a madman. Yet, he scored a 1580 on the SATS an is a nominated palyer on the All-American B-ball team. Hahaha, what a crazy kid. Keep racing in your m3. His NY accent was cool also. We thought he was in the mafia cause he was italian and apparently, if you live in NY and are italian, you are in the mafia, says Gautam.

More later when my fingers heal from typing so much...
Stephen at 10:20 PM