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Catherine MacKinnon. The more I read about her, the more I want to follow in her footsteps, and speak up, and study harder, write things that matter for the women of my generation.

cold-called. brr.

Of course I had prepared the cases that we were assigned that day of class. I had just finished a thorough reading before class. But that's the thing about law school. Being prepared for today's assignment is not enough. So my professor turns to me after lecturing for half an hour and asks for a run down of a case assigned over a week ago. Mind immediately went blank. I have no idea what you are referring to. Umm. I start turning pages, probably looking frantic and changes colors in the face. Luckily my neighbor whispered to me the appropriate page and I start rambling little highlighted sentences from my book, and looking to my inadequate brief that shone in front of me on my laptop. Not to get into the nitty gritty, but once I realized what case we were on, things got better, and I made a couple good points. I can only hope that tomorrow I will be called on again to finish the case, and maybe dig into the next one. I loathe when I have all this information and good points to make and am asked about the one thing that isn't at the level of understanding or accessibility that it should be. Damn, I sound like I'm about to get anal about the whole studying and preparing before class thing. Maybe not. Maybe moral of the story is to speak up more in class so as to play down the detractors.

Everything is speeding up and I am trying to keep it calm, get 'er done, and enjoy myself as much as possible in law school. Not necessarily hardy partying, but maintaining a sense of mental well-being. Exercise, yoga, healthy-eating, and good friends are the most important elements for the mental upkeep. And shleeeep. Time to get some.