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Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Dreams that make me sweat...

So I rarely stress, I tend to get nervous about things but I rarely stress: I do sometimes however, have intense moments of stress. I guess not stressing a lot means that the flash moments burn really hot. So last night (if you do not know the Cali-J is an insomniac) I went to bed fairly early for me about 3am after lying in bed from about 2am and once asleep all I kept dreaming about was my Mock trial for later today. Nothing unusual there I always dream b4 a big event, it tends to calm me down during the event because I tend to run through the event in my sleep so often during the event I get a sense of deja-vu and the event itself does not feel so bad. Makes me wonder if I am actually getting restful sleep or if I am just in a groggy state of restfulness since I don’t know how it is that I am able to control my dreams…
     So last night I was dreaming about the trial and then low and behold I leapt out of bed because in the middle of my trial I realized that my closing was completely wrong. I wondered why in the middle of my closing argument the judge and the jury all kept giving me funny looks (and no it wasn’t like old school dreams where you are stared at because you are naked) I realized that because my opponents have changed a key witness on their side from male to female the main gist of the closing that I gave especially the words “and she ran into the arms of another man rather than her husband” or “her husband was hurt because she was cheating on him with MR…” just does not work that well anymore.
     So damn it I woke up at 4am and was not able to go back to bed till 7am which just left me 50 mins to sleep since my class started at 8.30am. Now I also have to revamp my closing argument the thing that was supposed to have been written weeks ago and that we practiced in class I have this bad feeling that I am going to accuse the Defendant of having this illicit affair and just get stared at?
     I feel sand bagged and bamboozled their defendant that is supposed to be 5’10 and strong is now 5’2’ and small and their male witness who possibly had an affair with the defendant is now female. To make matters worse the victim that we are using to help prosecute is 6’2” and muscular no one in the court room is going to believe that he was attacked by this 5’2” woman. DAMN IT! This is why I do not like being prepared for anything. I had another dream last night too, but not sure if that is fit for air play.

3 comments:

Q said...

I feel ya about the dream thing, AD...the night before the MPRE I dreamt about the drive up there and being late, etc. etc....
Good luck with that trial today...you're screwed! ;-)

Mike B. said...

Hey bro, dont stress the trial. Trust me. When you stand in front of those people things, eloquent things, will come pouring out of your mouth. Just keep telling yourself that those people arent law students or professors and arent expected nor used to perfection. Good luck Aaron.

PS. From one insomniac to another, I got you beat last night. Didnt go to bed until 830am after making reservations for this weekend in Vegas!!! Ah, now I can relax...

aarond said...

Thanks for the kind words. Have fun and Luck in Vegas!

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