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In the mornings inbetween consciousness and the land of nod, I panic. As soon as I fully wake, I am fine and find perspective. Something is terribly terribly wrong, yet just fine at the same time.
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Little things
Sometimes I find myself sitting back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to watch other people kissing
And I remember when you started calling me your Mrs
All the play fighting
All the flirtatious disses
I’d tell you sad stories about my childhood
I dunno why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We’d spend the whole weekend
Lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy
In your boxers and your t-shirt
Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me
It seems, it seems
That I can’t shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too
The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it’s so true
I know it’s not right but it seems unfair
That thing’s are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on
Tell me
Is this the end?
Drinkin’ tea in bed, watchin’ DVD’s
When I discovered all your dirty, grotty magazines
You’d take me out shopping
And all we’d buy is trainers
As if we ever needed anything to entertain us
The first time that you introduced me to your friends
And you could that tell I was nervous, so you held my hand
When I was feeling down, you’d make that face you do
There’s no-one in the world who could replace you
Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things
Dreams of me and you
It seems, it seems
That I can’t shake those memories
I wonder if you feel the same way too
The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it’s so true
I know it’s not right but it seems unfair
That thing’s are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on
Tell me
Is this the end?
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| awesome - i'm looking into lenders that misrepresented farm costs and returns to unknowing Hmong refugees. The lenders targeted the Hmong because their loans were guaranteed by a Federal farm program. They intended to dump high risk loans on unsuspecting immigrant minorities who were guaranteed federal backing at inflated prices and gains. The farms went under and the involved Hmong were financially ruined. I did the preliminary research and found that we can bring claims under the Fair Housing Act, Equal Credit Opportunity Act, Truth in Lending Act, and Section 1981, 1885 claims as well as RICO claims. The craziest thing is that we might even be able to sue the government. That's A LOT of federal claims... and buku bucks.
Moral of the story - don't do bad things. You will be sued, multiple times. Asian American Justice! WHOOP. However, in reality they'll prolly get some small firm to represent them and get very little money.
Today we also met with the pro-bono counsel from GHR. I actually had to wear a suit today. It was rainy and muggy and probably the worst day in the world to wear a suit. We were swept from K street by taxi to a posh law firm. I was nervous meeting the "real firm" lawyers today but found that I was able to go toe to toe with full fledged associates and a partner in terms of legal analysis. It was comforting knowing that I could hold my own. It is always interesting to note the proper ettiqutte in the firm and the relationship between the partners and associates. I think MS trained me to automatically be skeptical of hierarchy and tradition - I believe productivity is more important than process.
Any how, the cases are quite interesting and one of the two cases is rooted in the Seattle School district. Our brief is representing all the Asian American organizations to the Supreme Court and will argue several points - 1. That diversity (racial integration) is a compelling State interest and interest to the Asian American community 2. that the program(s) are narrowly trailored. I love it. I will be a small part of defining admission of k-12 public schools in Seattle and across the nation... and shaping the contours of Affirmative Action. Dude, the Supreme Court Justices read my sheezy (ok, maybe their clerks do).
2.5 weeks have passed... is that it? Was I really back in Boalt just a few weeks ago? Jeez. The partner today gave me one piece of advice about law school - stay as far away from it as you can. Seems sound to me.
Aimee gave us the big "law school loans" talk today. Seems like my plan of paying off my est. 80k in loans and saving 100k after three years at a firm might be an unrealistic goal. Assuming 145k + a conservative 10k bonus, I'm probably only looking at 90k post tax. Take into account cost of living in NY, the necessary lifestyle of a lawyer... and I'm prolly looking at 60k. Assuming growth over three years of 10k per year, at the end of three years I'm looking at 210k. That's assuming my cost of living is 30k... which it probably won't be. If I take into account tax sheltering moves like 401ks, etc, i'll have even less. Assuming 50k post with growth of 10k, at the end of three years I will have 180. It is possible... 3 years post law school, no loans, lots of good exp, and 100k in the bank. Better start stocking up on top ramen.
what to do then? Back to AAJC? Maybe. Off to China? Likely. Maybe work for the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation? That would rock. Get my PhD? Yessss. Go in-house for a tech firm as a managerial big wig? Hmmm. Get married and pop out babies? haha.
my roommate brought a girl home. trying to give them some privacy. horny bastids.
one idea that I revisit is the limitation of my own mind to explain things. When life was simpler my own internal heuristics were enough to guide me sucessfully through life. However, as I age and the world becomes harsher and consequences become more real, I find I lack strong reasoning behind my decisions. What is the over arching moral philsophy that should guide me? Do I want to become a partner at a firm? I can do that. But will I be unhappy with who I am? Do I want to travel the world during my (relative) youth and absorb as much of the world as I can? Won't I be unstable and ill prepared for middle age then? Should I rather focus on family and bettering myself for that end? Should I reach for money? Seek prestige? I don't know. I think the only thing I've concluded is not to compromise. "Ok, Chiach, that was stupid." No, listen, its actually quite a tortured decision. But I'll keeep that to myself for now. heh.
ok, something funny...
The guy I bought an umbrella from on the corner near the metro was obsessed with my shirt. French cuffs rock.
I still have a huge ego, but I don't need to prove it any more.
lake girl. heh.
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Life's Simple Pleasures-tagged by Sujan
Instructions: Name 10 of life's simple pleasures that you like the
most, then pick 10 people to do the same. Try to be original and
creative; try not to use things that someone else has already used.
- Looking into a view of the water while Seattle rain taps against my window
- Hanging out with an old friend I haven't seen for years and reminiscing about old times
- Riding on a train with a window seat/friend
- Watching Rockets games wt friends
- Listening to independent Asian American artists
- Being around young(er) people
- Sleeping in until 11am and staying up until 3am
- Teasing people
- Kayaking
- Walks late at night
I tag Anthony, Nien, DuckieFreak, u_toe, cherrymoo, xiaoguei, yangerbanger, dboyzero
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| I could have farted better dialogue than what was in Tokyo Drift. But
most disappointing is that the portrayals of Asian Americans in the
movie were highly stereotypical, one dimensional, and the story line
still reeked of white superiority. Yeah, Justin Lin, nice job... at
sucking. I wouldn't have expected so much if you didn't specifically
say, "I made it Asian American friendly." I mean, I believe in
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