Six things I am grateful for:
Friday, Dec. 4: Judicial Commission Paper Due
Tuesday, Dec. 8: Legislation Final
Wednesday, Dec. 9: Family Law Final
Friday, Dec. 11: Business Associations Final
Monday, Dec. 14: Evidence Final
Wednesday, Dec. 16: Wills and Estates Final
Because without these finals, my tuition money would mean nothing. If you don't know the bitter, you cannot know the sweet. If I don't experience finals, I cannot get my J.D.
Sara Elizabeth Payne, future Esq.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
How in the World Do I Choose?
I love Thanksgiving. There are so many things flooding my head for which I am grateful. For the purposes of this blog, though, I've narrowed it down to the top ten things I have been grateful for particularly this year.
10 Love—I am grateful that I fell in love this year. I am grateful for everything that love taught me. I’m grateful for the Lord helping me to have enough faith to step into the dark and give love a shot. I did. It was worth it. I cannot hardly wait to do it again.
9 Food—I love food, and I’m grateful I always had enough of it to eat. Especially Dibs and sushi.
8 Music—It heals the soul, it spices up life, it induces, I think, the strongest emotions that humans have. Music is like my best friend. Weird? Probably.
The Gambler
7 Warmth—Heat is always good. Except that one time in July, driving through Blythe, California with no air conditioning. Other than that, heat is great for tans, swimming, sports, cuddling, hot chocolate, and scrambled eggs. It also means I’m probably in Texas or close to it…or close to someone I love.
(Blythe, California. Dying. Melting ice cubes from the cooler on to our 200-degree bodies)
6 Health—I have overwhelmingly good health. I hope it stays that way. When I got crazy swine flu and bronchitis at the same time, it made me realize how wonderful good health is…and for that, a body. This year, I’m probably more aware of how much a blessing it is to have a body: all the things you can do with it. Big responsibility.
5 Meg Gallagher—Ok, so maybe our friendship is oddly defined (BFA?) and maybe we don’t spend all our time together, and maybe we have friends that we are closer to, but somehow Meg is the one who actually gets me in moments I need it the most. She is the only person I can talk to about certain things. It’s sad to think that soon the chapter in my life with her in it will soon be coming to a close.
4 Law School—As much as it seems like it’s been a burden, I love law school. I frequently walk the halls of the school and stand in awe of the fact that I am blessed to attend this school. I am so grateful for education, for learning a marketable skill, and learning alongside some of the greatest, most accomplished, and fun people I will probably ever meet.
3 Struggles—I am extremely grateful for the trials I have had to endure this year because they have made me stronger, softer, and more understanding. My dad told me during a particularly hard time on my mission: “We will always have trials. You will have this trial, Sara. The choice you have to make now is if you will allow it to help you grow.”
2 My strong family—They have helped me get through a lot of hard times, and this year in particular, I felt their love more than ever. I think I’m becoming more homesick the older I get.
1 Jesus Christ—For offering hope in everything I do, everything I am, everything I hope to become.
10 Love—I am grateful that I fell in love this year. I am grateful for everything that love taught me. I’m grateful for the Lord helping me to have enough faith to step into the dark and give love a shot. I did. It was worth it. I cannot hardly wait to do it again.
9 Food—I love food, and I’m grateful I always had enough of it to eat. Especially Dibs and sushi.
8 Music—It heals the soul, it spices up life, it induces, I think, the strongest emotions that humans have. Music is like my best friend. Weird? Probably.
The Gambler
7 Warmth—Heat is always good. Except that one time in July, driving through Blythe, California with no air conditioning. Other than that, heat is great for tans, swimming, sports, cuddling, hot chocolate, and scrambled eggs. It also means I’m probably in Texas or close to it…or close to someone I love.
(Blythe, California. Dying. Melting ice cubes from the cooler on to our 200-degree bodies)
6 Health—I have overwhelmingly good health. I hope it stays that way. When I got crazy swine flu and bronchitis at the same time, it made me realize how wonderful good health is…and for that, a body. This year, I’m probably more aware of how much a blessing it is to have a body: all the things you can do with it. Big responsibility.
5 Meg Gallagher—Ok, so maybe our friendship is oddly defined (BFA?) and maybe we don’t spend all our time together, and maybe we have friends that we are closer to, but somehow Meg is the one who actually gets me in moments I need it the most. She is the only person I can talk to about certain things. It’s sad to think that soon the chapter in my life with her in it will soon be coming to a close.
4 Law School—As much as it seems like it’s been a burden, I love law school. I frequently walk the halls of the school and stand in awe of the fact that I am blessed to attend this school. I am so grateful for education, for learning a marketable skill, and learning alongside some of the greatest, most accomplished, and fun people I will probably ever meet.
3 Struggles—I am extremely grateful for the trials I have had to endure this year because they have made me stronger, softer, and more understanding. My dad told me during a particularly hard time on my mission: “We will always have trials. You will have this trial, Sara. The choice you have to make now is if you will allow it to help you grow.”
2 My strong family—They have helped me get through a lot of hard times, and this year in particular, I felt their love more than ever. I think I’m becoming more homesick the older I get.
1 Jesus Christ—For offering hope in everything I do, everything I am, everything I hope to become.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Reflections on Incoming Calls
Incoming calls are like mail... ninety-nine percent of the time they're fun to get, even if you won't readily admit it. As long as a parcel of mail has my name on it, I get excited. So too, as long as the person on the other line knows me personally, I'm thrilled.
One day I got a call from CoxSmith, my dream law firm, telling me that I had been waitlisted for their summer program. "How thoughtful of them!" I mused. The fact that they decided to call instead of simply sending a letter made me temporarily forget that I would not be employed by them this summer.
Another time (actually many times) I got phone calls from my former boss at six a.m. on Monday mornings. She, as is frequent, had a little too much to drink the night before and needed me to open the store for her. Even though she was waking me up from my sweet slumber and effectively canceling my awesome plans for that day, I still found some sort of excitement in the fact that I got a phone call. Weird.
Well, a few weeks ago, I received a phone call from someone with no negative undertones. It was from Katie Bryan, my newly married former mission companion friend. She was in town for the weekend. Let me just say that Katie and I were companions in probably my most difficult transfer on the mission. We both had our own things to deal with and we're both really neurotic people. I wasn't sure we would be friends after the mission.
To my surprise, we actually make REALLY great friends. I love that girl. She thinks like me. She gets me. She has a fantastic sense of humor. And, she is smoking hot, but married, so I can use her as bait for attractive men.
Well, we went and got pedicures at the mall and then I took her out to Carrabba's for her birthday. I am so thankful for great friends who know you so well and who are willing to love you anyway.
Later that night, i got a call from this guy:
who I ended up going on a Dibs run with. (If you don't know Dibs, you must try them. Except if you shop at Smith's, don't try the Mint Chocolate ones because they are always out and they're my favorite.)
When we were leaving the store, who did we see checking out? That's right...druggy Brooke. You wouldn't know it from her Rolling Stones t-shirt and her pill-popping propensity, but Brooke is actually in law school. She sits next to me in business associations, and she's actually pretty smart. But because she's really smart, she really knows how to party well in Provo. Party on, Brooke-meister.
By the end of the night, I had partaken of so much Good-ness, that I looked like this:
One day I got a call from CoxSmith, my dream law firm, telling me that I had been waitlisted for their summer program. "How thoughtful of them!" I mused. The fact that they decided to call instead of simply sending a letter made me temporarily forget that I would not be employed by them this summer.
Another time (actually many times) I got phone calls from my former boss at six a.m. on Monday mornings. She, as is frequent, had a little too much to drink the night before and needed me to open the store for her. Even though she was waking me up from my sweet slumber and effectively canceling my awesome plans for that day, I still found some sort of excitement in the fact that I got a phone call. Weird.
Well, a few weeks ago, I received a phone call from someone with no negative undertones. It was from Katie Bryan, my newly married former mission companion friend. She was in town for the weekend. Let me just say that Katie and I were companions in probably my most difficult transfer on the mission. We both had our own things to deal with and we're both really neurotic people. I wasn't sure we would be friends after the mission.
To my surprise, we actually make REALLY great friends. I love that girl. She thinks like me. She gets me. She has a fantastic sense of humor. And, she is smoking hot, but married, so I can use her as bait for attractive men.
Well, we went and got pedicures at the mall and then I took her out to Carrabba's for her birthday. I am so thankful for great friends who know you so well and who are willing to love you anyway.
Later that night, i got a call from this guy:
who I ended up going on a Dibs run with. (If you don't know Dibs, you must try them. Except if you shop at Smith's, don't try the Mint Chocolate ones because they are always out and they're my favorite.)
When we were leaving the store, who did we see checking out? That's right...druggy Brooke. You wouldn't know it from her Rolling Stones t-shirt and her pill-popping propensity, but Brooke is actually in law school. She sits next to me in business associations, and she's actually pretty smart. But because she's really smart, she really knows how to party well in Provo. Party on, Brooke-meister.
By the end of the night, I had partaken of so much Good-ness, that I looked like this:
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Verbal Failures
In elementary school I got my folder signed for speaking too loudly and too often. My defense to the teacher was that my talking habits were a product of my genetics and that she couldn't punish me for a trait I couldn't control.
I wish my genetics kicked in today. Why is it that in the moments you most need to speak, the words just don't seem to come? Tonight I meant to say, "I will do anything for you, including loving you forever." What came out was, "You still owe me two hundred bucks."
I am not yet sure what hurts more: rejection, or wondering what might have been.
On the bright side, I'm two hundred dollars richer now.
I wish my genetics kicked in today. Why is it that in the moments you most need to speak, the words just don't seem to come? Tonight I meant to say, "I will do anything for you, including loving you forever." What came out was, "You still owe me two hundred bucks."
I am not yet sure what hurts more: rejection, or wondering what might have been.
On the bright side, I'm two hundred dollars richer now.
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