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Sunday, October 03, 2004
It's Funny How Quickly Things Happen Yesterday I took the LSAT. For those of you unfamiliar with the test it is about three and a half hours long and it consists of questions designed to test one's logical reasoning ability. The test is supposed to be a measure of one's ability to handle the first year of law school, but I fail to see the connection. To me, the LSAT represents one more filter in an admissions process full of filters and other pitfalls. It is a test designed to see who can thrive under pressure without turning into puddles of ooze. Two people canceled their scores in my class alone. I considered canceling for about two seconds and then decided it was best to continue with the test. Unlike the SAT where the highest score overrules the lowest score, for the LSAT any future scores are averaged, so the pressure to do well is extremely high. I figure if I did poorly, I can shop around with my score and hope my GPA and personal statement can offset for the exam. My personal statement is not going to be the standard "I want to be a Lawyer because..." Essentially, it is going to be a synopsis of my life, up to and including the Boy Scout Case and my participation in the Student Informing Students campaign at CSUF and how being a lawyer is essential to continue my fight. Four weeks from now, I should be able to have a better gauge on the next four years of my life, but until then I'll just have to focus on the original purpose of this post. After the exam, and my mind still consisting of mush, we all went to have lunch at the local mall. The TV's in the bar were tuned to the Oakland A's v. Anaheim Angels game. If the Angels won the game then they would be the American League Western Division Champs for the first time since 1986. At the same time, the Dodgers were playing the Giants in Los Angeles. The Dodgers were in the same situation. One win and they would become the National League Western Division Champs for the first time since 1988. The Dodgers have not won their division since I lived in Culver City, I didn't realize this until today. Of course, the Angels won the World Series in 2002. Midway through lunch, we noticed that the Angel's game was tied, and my brother and I figured that was it. The Angel's would have to play one more game to determine their playoff chances. We then left and proceeded up the 5 freeway listening to the game on the radio. The Angels were in a dogfight and clawing their way to victory. Erstad and Anderson came through with clutch hits and the Angels went on to win. Just as we were passing by Angel stadium, we swerved off the Freeway to check on tickets and purchase the obligatory "champs" gear fresh out of the box. But... Of course, the Dodgers were again in the hole, and it looked like they had no chance of coming back. Now my Uncle is a huge Dodger fan, whereas my Dad is a huge Angels fan (I know the irony is just too much, an atheist rooting for the Angels but we can talk about the philosophical underpinnings of this later) so my Dad made the obligatory older brother to younger brother rub it in. "Ha Ha, Angels are in, the Dodgers are not Ha Ha." Just as he finished his conversation, the announcer on the Angels post-game show mentioned how the Dodgers had just clinched their division by hitting a Grand Slam home run in the ninth inning. My uncle was standing by the phone waiting for the mea culpa from my father. Well, this morning my uncle calls offering my dad a couple tickets to the last Dodgers game of the season. My brother and I went in his place. It was my first Dodger game this season, and it was a blowout with the Giants winning 10-0. But all is well in Dodgertown as Houston won, eliminating the Giants from the post season. I like living in the O.C., but I really do miss L.A. and I take every chance I can get to hang around town a bit. After the game today, we left Chavez Ravine and went to the Grove. Driving down Sunset is like a trip through Hollywood history and it includes a few places I have been to before. It's funny when the best vantage point in the city is from a parking structure. You can see Downtown, Century City, Santa Monica, Hollywood, and even Westwood. The famous Farmer's Market is also located at the Grove center and it has many great places one of them being the Gumbo Pot. I'll root for the Angels, but L.A. is always awesome to me. WDR.
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