alysia victoria

i am bored and restless and i can't focus on anything and i want to go home already.

by this time tomorrow night i will be snuggling with my doggy after months and months of separation.

i can't focus!

i want to teleport there right now, right now.

friday i was murdered. absolutely murdered in property class. i had a feeling i would be on call, so i prepared like crazy. the next day my harvard undergrad/harvard law ultra conservative 30 year-old genius professor turned to me and grilled me. it sucked so bad. i wanted to run out of the classroom. but i had to stay for a practice exam for contracts, which the library printer would not let me print, and my entire day was just a mess and i would love to forget all of it.

of a million pages of cases that i practically memorized until 4 in the morning, he grilled me on a theory mentioned in one paragraph, but of course throwing an insane hypo on me, with some crazy ass john nash scribbles on the board. the dude would not stop. it lasted for about 25 minutes in front of 100 other students.

whatever.

i have some great friends, and we always try to help each other out if we're ever on call.

i want to be bundled up, holding my starbucks, walking around the stanford shopping center after the sun has gone down, with the pretty lights and wondering if i should go to one store instead of the other store because the other store is too far.

i miss stanford.

my sister bought me this amazingly awesome shirt from a victoria's secret in northern california. there are two things i have loved since i was about 4-years-old: stanford and glitter.





i am going to wear that with pride all over the east coast, and i don't care who i blind.

i felt like marco polo trying to describe what it looked and felt like to my mexican family in california.

it is so insanely gorgeous here. my friend ranna and i are always in awe when we drive to and from school, and our east coast friends wonder what we're looking at.





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there aren't enough hours in the day.


law school makes your butt hurt from sitting all day. i'm tired.

it took some time for my mom to figure out how to work the isight tonight, but coco could hear my voice and got so frustrated she couldn't see me. she cried and cried and cried and jumped around until my mom brought me down to her level, haha.

my friend is obsessed w/ me saying "where's my charlie card?" in a crappy boston accent.



charlie cards are those things you swipe to get onto the subway, and that's all you hear from the people around you before you get on. not sure why she loves it so much, but she finally recorded it so i don't have to keep saying it.

someone said it sounds like she's a creepster directing a porno.

this sucks. i have no idea how to fix this.

on my way to my apartment today.

from last night while coming home from seeing my stanford friend jessica! i was so happy to see her.

i wish guys' mentalities were today like they were in the sixth grade. i know some little ones were perverts, but most just wanted to hold your hand.

"The express restrictions to a grantee with notice of the restrictions in the other deeds are burdened with what is variously called an implied reciprocal negative easement, or an implied equitable servitude, or a negative implied restrictive covenant."

k i can't read this when i am half-asleep.

i'm excited for the rest of my life.

the leaves are beginning to change.

such a pretty day today.



nice bench inside there to read on

i hate it when i go all the way to the grocery store and i'm in the mood to be skinny and then i come home really hungry and think reduced fat such and such wtf...yuck this tastes like cardboard.

same as in the video, we discussed hawkins v. mcgee in my contracts class. my call was on the case after that. damn those seating charts.