After two days of preparation, today was the day of the trial. Either Friday or Monday (I can’t remember which), our professor showed us a powerpoint of a crime that had taken place. A robber had entered a couple’s apartment and was trying to leave with the TV when the couple came home. As the robber attempted to run out the door, the door hit him and broke his leg/foot. So, he decided to bring the case to court because he was injured.
The robber’s side was out of control. They had a legitimate certificate printed up that he was an electronics repairman, and he had entered the house to repair the couple’s television. They even recorded a message that was supposedly from Phillipe’s answering machine, and it was the husband that lived in the apartment asking for Phillipe to come and fix their TV. There were photos, and Word documents upon Word documents.
The defense wasn’t quite as well prepared, but they did put together a “surveillance” video, which was great. SO funny. But when the prosecutor asked to see a date on the video, it turned out to be today’s date. So, the prosecution asked why today’s date was on the video if it was supposedly taken a year ago when the crime happened. And Darleny flipped a shit. It was so funny. She just started yelling about how there was no way the timestamp could have said a year ago because we only had three days to prepare, etc. etc. It went on for at least 5 minutes.
So, the trial continued, and I was the last witness. I must have done something right because our professor said that the door expert and I were the most professional and did the best job out of everyone. The rest of the people in the class were “full of lies.” I must admit, that cracked me up.
Poetry sucked ass, as always.
Then, when I came home, there was no one here, so I just decided to hit the hay. Woke up, and there was Spanish tortilla on the stove, so I plopped it on a plate and popped it in the microwave. Watched Gilmore Girls while I ate J
Then, believe it or not, I actually STUDIED! Crazy concept, I know. I felt really bad because Luis’s sister and her little girl came to visit, but I didn’t get to spend any time with them because I was actually in the zone as far as studying was concerned.
And all of a sudden, I just got really, really, REALLY sad.
I started looking at all of my things around the room and thinking about how difficult it’s going to be to pack up all my things and leave. And I damn near started crying.
So, I texted Alee and Stephanie, and we ended up going out to get ice cream. We got there twenty minutes before the place closed, and I don’t think the waitresses were any too happy with us, but I got some delicious ice cream, so that’s all I cared about. They put it in this huge bowl, and it was scoops of vanilla, chocolate, and chocolate chip with whipped cream and chocolate syrup and some sticks of some sort. Absolutely delicious.
After that, we sat on a bench outside the heladeria and talked for awhile. It was a gorgeous night.
Came home, talked to Sean and Mom, showered, and hit the hay.
Studying? Why start now?
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