Life After Connecticut College

Classes started this past week, and what a week it was. Since last semester I've been trying to get into a Penn Law class. There are only so many available to non-law students, so I attempted to take special topics in public health law with a professor who did the bioethics degree. I've been thinking I might want to go to law school, so this looked like a great opportunity to see what it's like! I registered for the class and made seventh on the waiting list...what a success! For a 14 person seminar the chances were slim that I would get in. You know where this story is going, but I promise it's worth reading. Just in case I didn't get into the law class I registered for a bioethics class at the same time, biotechnology and the body. Sounds pretty awesome, but I have to try out the law class.

The first meeting of the class was last Wednesday, the 16th of January. First, I'm hanging out at the law school earlier in the day and I accidentally run into the professor, so I introduce myself and tell her that I'll be sitting in on the class and trying to get in. She tells me that's probably the best thing to do since it's such a small class, we'll just have to see who shows up. THEN, this is where it gets interesting (if it hasn't already), I'm at the bioethics center and my brother calls me from Baltimore. He asks me if I want to see our favorite A Capella group, Ladysmith Black Mambazo, next wednesday in Baltimore. Of course, there is no way I can make that concert because I have class, and if I get into the law class it would look really bad to miss the second class for a concert. Or, if I don't get into the class I would have to miss two weeks in a row of the bioethics class...

This looks like a good place to paragraph. So, I go to the law class and it turns out 14 people show up, including me. SWEET, I'm in the class. Then we start running through the syllabus and the prof says "I hate to do this so early in the semester, but next week's class has to be moved to next week Friday." That means, Sam is going to see Ladysmith Black Mambazo. For those of you who don't know this group, you may know them as the South African A Capella group that sings on Paul Simon's Graceland. If they're coming to a town near you, I would recommend seeing them perform. I believe tickets range from about $25 to $50.

I have some more great stories, or just great stories if this one didn't satisfy, but this is enough for now. I'll keep you updated with the annals of Penn Law. Next time, more on the party scene.