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No...I have two exams and a paper due tomorrow, so I TIVO'ed it!


But I'm guessing no Rory + Logan, eh?


Good riddance. I always had a major crush on Jess.

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I applied to Emory on a mission to cover my bases in the South...

But it wasn't until I actually visited that I fell in love with it.

You know-- the whole "this just feels right" thing.

A generous scholarship offer confirmed that feeling :-).

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Oh, man...how great were those "DARE" tshirts...?!
Especially when all the stoner kids starting wearing them in high school.


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Wow, Caveman-- good thing I've got you as my personal substance counselor.

I mean, clearly the subtext of my post was "justify my use of stimulants to function in law school."

I'm merely curious to know how it compares to Adderall use among undergrads-- for the very reasons you outline. I've got a 1L friend who claims that her whole class is hopped up on ADHD meds, and (for the reasons you so astutely note) I just find it hard to believe you could get away with that throughout law school.

Also, as an above poster discerned-- the meaning of "use" is pretty vague...if "use" constitutes once per semester or year, I don't really see a problem with it. But if "use" means "takes it with her daily multivitamin," then, yeah-- there's clearly an ethical/academic issue at hand (if the person does not, in fact, have ADHD).

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So, this is probably a ridiculous question, but.

Use of Adderall/Ritalin/etc is pretty widespread at my undergraduate school...as I'm sure is true for many LSDers.

I have mixed feelings on the topic-- on one hand, I can't say I've never relied on them when in the occasional "Oh *&^%, what have I been doing all semester" moment. On the other hand, it sucks to think you're competing against kids with a "leg up" on exams, etc.

My question is: with the smaller class size and generally older population in law school, is Adderall as prevalent? Here, it's circulated like candy.

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Black Law Student Discussion Board / Re: The Poetry Thread
« on: April 12, 2007, 05:02:27 PM »
One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day.  Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel.  None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch.  And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones.  And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied.  It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

   -- Elizabeth Bishop





i. LOVE. this. poem.


I think I've earmarked it in 3 different places in my Norton Anthology.

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Black Law Student Discussion Board / Re: The Poetry Thread
« on: April 11, 2007, 06:17:41 PM »


THOSE WINTER SUNDAYS
(by Robert Hayden)


Sundays too my father got up early

and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,

then with cracked hands that ached

from labor in the weekday weather made

banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.

 

I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking,

When the rooms were warm, he'd call,

and slowly I would rise and dress,

fearing the chronic angers of that house,

 

Speaking indifferently to him,

who had driven out the cold

and polished my good shoes as well.

What did I know, what did I know

of love's austere and lonely offices?

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General Off-Topic Board / Re: Today's random lyrics
« on: April 11, 2007, 12:05:33 AM »
ONE MORE:


Will you comfort me in my time of need?
Can you take away the pain of hurtful deeds?
Cause when we need it most, there's no rain at all...
The dust just settles right there on the feed.

Will you say to me, "A little rain's gonna come,"
When the sky can't offer none to me?
Cause I will come for you
When my days are through.
And I'll let your smile just off and carry me.

Cause when the calm comes down
I take the truck on in to town
And buy whatever we can't seem to grow.
I work these hands to bleed
Cause I got mouths to feed.
And I got fifteen dollars hid above the stove.

Will you say to me, "A little rain's gonna come,"
When the sky can't offer none to me?
Cause I will come for you
When my days are through.
And I'll let your smile just off and carry me.

Cause it ain't like it was
On back in those days
When everyone would offer up a hand.
These old bones are worn;
I've grown tiresome.
It seems my time is surely gonna come...

Will you comfort me in my time of need?
Can you take away the pain of hurtful deeds?
Cause I will come for you
When my days are through
And I'll let your smile just off and carry me.

Lord, we married young;
Stayed where we came from
And gave those children everthing we had.
Will you stay with me in my time of need?
Though it seems we had such little time for us...

Will you say to me, "A little rain's gonna come,"
When the sky can't offer none to me?
Cause I will come for you
When my days are through.
And I'll let your smile just off and carry me.

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General Off-Topic Board / Re: Today's random lyrics
« on: April 10, 2007, 11:51:30 PM »
I found a bunch of letters that were written for the fella who broke your momma's heart.
And the envelope folds smelled of her ancient perfume.
I'll bet she didn't know how to respond before the blankets of snow
Caught him out wandering alone, with no place to go.

There were stars in the sky,
There were houses on the hill and there were bottles of pills
That were easy to buy...
To keep her warm from the oncoming storm.

Well I found 'em in the northwest corner of the attic
In a box labeled "tinsel and lights."
Didn't know what I was looking for--
Maybe just a blanket or artifact.
Eisenhower sent him to war;
He kept her picture in a pocket that was closest to his heart
And when he hit shore,
It must have been a target for the gunman.

There were stars in the sky,
There were bunkers on the hill
And there were caskets to fill
Where he would lie...
Shrouded in the red, white, and blue, with the stripes.

There were stars in the sky,
There were houses on the hill
And there were bottles of pills
That were easy to buy...
To keep her warm from the oncoming storm.

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General Off-Topic Board / Re: Current Favorite Songs
« on: April 10, 2007, 10:43:24 PM »
bump!

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