Showing posts with label Michigan.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michigan.. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

So Close

Michigan basketball was relevant this season for what seemed like the first time in 20 years. When I attended Michigan, I got free tickets (once a year, if that) and had my choice of a mostly empty Crisler Arena. I loved my time at the University of Michigan, and I love the camaraderie that develops around sports. 


                                     
                                                 This is a photo I took while in Philadelphia at the end of March
To prepare for the big game, I decided to do some meditation. I figured that I would be able to bolster 19 year old boys’ basketball skills by spending some time connecting to my inner being.


My fellow UM alum, Alex, and I gearing up for the game
I was convinced to gather with some friends for the ridiculously late start time for someone watching in the Eastern Time Zone and has work the next day.

Unfortunately, things don’t always go as we hope. In the first half, as Spike was heating up, I felt elation and that the team would pull off a victory for the maize and blue.

And yet, when the clock ticked those last few seconds, this is how I felt:
My actual knee and bruise I sustained playing soccer.
I don't want to know what my body's going to be like in 20 years.
(this is not a rare look for me)
Completely bruised.

I will live to watch another game. And hopefully we will win another National Championship. Hail!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Home Sweet Home

Warning: This post is going to talk about poop. If you are uncomfortable with that, you probably should not continue reading.

I am officially home for Christmas break. It would be even more wonderful if I didn't feel like I had a million things to do: finish my 30 page paper, apply for jobs, look for an apartment, apply for a board position, etc, etc. However, it does feel really nice to be home.

People always ask me if I like Utah. My response is always a little hesitant. I loved Utah this summer when I wasn't in law school and I could go rock climbing and hiking everyday. I do not like the BYU-Mormon culture that I live in during the school year. You may ask why, what's so different. I'll give you a couple of examples.

First, if you see a couple of people smoking in Provo, certainly someone you're with will think one of two things - the person is a nonmember and you must go over to them and share the gospel with them or that the person is "inactive" and is somehow a terrible person and you must go over there and fix them. Now, I'm all for eternal salvation, but for the right reasons. I don't think that just because you think you ought to is the right reason. I really wish people would care about you for who you are and not because they think that they should. This is one of my biggest pet peeves about people from Utah. I care about people because I want to, not because I'm obligated to. Granted, the structure of the church gives you an opportunity to get to know people you probably wouldn't otherwise, and I'm completely ok with that. (visiting and home teaching programs or most any calling). I just hope that you end up caring about those people not because you have to, but because you want to.

The difference with a group of friends from Michigan (who are LDS) passing two people smoking, they wouldn't say anything or probably even notice. This isn't to say that I condone smoking, it's just that because someone smokes, it doesn't mean that they are a bad person. And I like the fact that my LDS friends from Michigan are just a little more accustomed to people who are not Molly Mormon.

The second example: I have a theory that people are really your friends when you can talk about your bowel movements with them. This is because it is not the most pleasant topic of conversation, it can often be embarrassing, and let's be honest, people just don't talk about poop all that much. So when you get to the point in the friendship where you can talk about poop, then you're really friends and share all those funny, embarrassing, or other experiences.

So tonight, I was with a group of LDS friends and someone brought the conversation to poop. Not just any poop topic, but specifically a woman giving birth pooping. We debated whether or not a sensitive sense of smell and gag reflex would make it appropriate for the husband to not be with the wife as she gives birth because she poops a lot during that process.

Yes, this was a random topic of conversation. I bring it up because I really doubt that I could have such a conversation with most of the people who are my "friends" that I've met at BYU or in Provo in general. (Please note that it was a group of 7ish people, and I previously had had in-depth conversations with one of them).

I just don't think that the Provo mentality is cut out for having conversations like this. I always bring up somewhat uncomfortable topics and the subject is quickly changed. I think that talking about things that may be a little uncomfortable are really interesting and worth talking about. In Provo, I feel like the only things people want to talk about is who they went on their last date with, who their next date is with, and their program in school. And that just bugs me.

So smoking and poop are two reasons why I like Michigan better than Utah. Yes, that's weird, but I'm ok with it. I'm proud to be a Michigander.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

The End of Summer

My life has been quite a whirlwind lately. I flew to New York City for interviews with law firms for a couple of days (I didn't get the jobs...) Then I went home to Michigan to celebrate my Grandmother's 90th Birthday and to see my family. While I was in Michigan, I went camping with my Mom on Silver Lake. It was B-E-A-U-tiful. Now, I'm back in Provo, gearing up for my 2L year...

Sunset over Lake Michigan
Little Sable Point
Taking in the hugeness that is NYC
This can be considered my "artsy" photo. This thing totally freaked me out, so I had to take a picture of it. (please ignore that logic) Brooklyn is in the background.
Me in front of the Brooklyn Bridge

Now, my life is somewhat depressing. I am on Law Review... which is really prestigious and pretty much a requirement to get a big law firm job, especially in NYC. Well, it started yesterday, and as one of my classmates said: "I just paid $35 to torture myself." We had 2 days of training which was a bit long for my liking, but all is well that ends.

Tomorrow, it is 1L orientation, and I'm a peer mentor. I'm pretty excited about it. It's a lot more fun to be the big kid on the block than to be the newbie. I am definitely feeling that confidence right now.

I'm in the interview process. Many people ask me about why I'm interviewing now, since I still have 2 years of Law School left. Well, Law School is pretty funky (in many respects) and the fall of your second year (lovingly referred to as "2L"), you interview for jobs for your 2L summer. And basically, the firm you work for your 2L summer will make you an "offer" to work there once you graduate and pass the bar exam. So right now, I'm pretty much interviewing for my 1st job out of law school. Thus far I've had about 3-4 interviews. Next week I have 4 On-Campus-Interviews (lovingly referred to as "OCI's") so far... I'm hoping to get a few more in the next few days. I also have a few phone interviews in the works. I am in the thick of it all, but I really need to do more leg work if I want to end up in a firm in DC, NY, Chicago, or anywhere outside of the Rocky Mountain/Western US region.

In a not so nutshell, that's my life right now.