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Runaway Jury is a great movie that proves the statement that “Justice is blind.” The members of the jury only voted the way they did because of their own personal emotions, not based on the law. Also, Nick was tampering with the jury in order to continue his personal vendetta against Fitch because of what happened in Indiana. Everyone was keeping secrets from everybody. What the jury eventually found was only because Nick forced the one guy to get very extreme, and made it sound like the jury could either support him or Mrs. Wood. Of course, the jury voted for Mrs. Wood. They didn’t even discuss constitutional matters at all. The Second Amendment should have prevented such a moronic verdict but because in this case everything was so blind this did not happen.

Runaway Jury is realistic because jury consultants really do exist and are hired by lawyers to help the jury make the right decision. But Runaway Jury is more unrealistic, because in real life many things would never happen. First, jury consultants don’t usually commit so many illegal acts. Second, the process of jury selection would have excluded Nick because it is too careful to pick somebody who just wants revenge. Finally, the verdict would never happen, not merely because it is plainly obvious that it is not the gun company’s fault if somebody gets shot, but also because when the Second Amendment is considered, everyone clearly has the constitutional right to own guns.

If I were a juror, I would have voted for the defendant because the Second Amendment protects the rights of citizens to own guns and a gun company selling guns to these people does not violate any wrongs. Guns don’t kill people, people kill people. The fault lies with the shooter and the shooter alone, and no gun company should be forced to pay for some random person’s crime.

My dad has apparently seen it unfit to continue through his musical career past this point as a mere solo artist; he has now appointed himself the sole member of a snazzy new band.

Songs? Of the same quality. Well, that’s my opinion. Perhaps you’ll like them? Check it out: Free After 5

Alfred Kinsey is seen as the father of “sexology”, or studying human sexuality.  This started in the 1930s or so, so he was extremely radical for his time. During his studies, he developed what is called the “kinsey scale”.

This is a scale that measures the sexual orientation of a person. of course, this is very subjective, and is not an actual scale. But basically, it’s a scale from 0-6, with 0 being exclusively heterosexual, and 6 being exclusively homosexual.

I personally believe that the majority population falls somewhere in the middle of this. My personal belief is that even if you say that someone of the same sex is attractive, then you are NOT a 0…even if a girl calls another girl pretty, they are not considered a 0 in my book.

But of course, this is only my opinion. I see nothing wrong with being gay, as I myself consider myself a lesbian.

I’ve always considered myself a 4.75 on the scale…sometimes I think a guy is attractive, but I never thought I’d date one. However, i just recently ended a relationship with Garcia. And with this end, I believe I’m officially shifting my kinsey scale ranking.

So as of May 12,2008, I consider myself a 5 on the kinsey scale.

So basically it’s been raining pretty hard since yesterday evening. Our county and 2 others have a flood warning. We got a 2 hour delay. That means school starts at 9:17. I need to get out by 10:17.

I’d say there’s no point in going to school today.

Yesterday my mom really liked the little bear I picked up on Saturday with Ade. Speaking of Saturday with Ade, the popo called his pad yesterday and told him witnesses saw him do a hit and run. I had forgotten about that … him trying to back out of the Chick-fil-A parking lot and hitting the back end of this pretentious robins-egg blue mini cooper. I remember being like “Fuck yo couch nigga!” or something equally disjoint from what was going down. So anyway it probably wasn’t a good idea to drive off with a parking lot full of people/witnesses but yeah. That didn’t happen. We didn’t realize we hit anybody. Ade’s 1993 Toyota Camry is so luxurious that when you hit other cars, you can’t even feel it. I’m sure the cops will buy that.

But speaking of that little bear, I was half afraid it was gonna stink. We bought it from this kiosk run by some old Indian lady. For some reason I remember thinking that was cute. But she put it in this black bag and when we were in the car, we noticed a stench coming from the back seats, filling up the car… it was those gosh-darned bags.

Last night I sent a series of text messages to Schweffy. Basically telling her how awesome she was and how I loved being with her and how happy she made me. This morning I asked if she got them and if she liked them. She said it seemed like I liked her a lot more than she likes me.

What.

I asked her how much she liked me. She used a word I had to look up in the dictionary: platonic.

Platonic = purely spiritual, devoid of sensual feeling.

Doesn’t sound like a relationship to me.

I think I should have seen this coming. Before we broke up the first time, she had been wondering (in her livejournal) if she should break up with me after prom. I thought those feelings had changed when we got back together. Guess not.

I hate being led on. Did she just want to get back with me so she could be with me at prom? Because that’s what breaking up after prom tells me. It seems like that was her plan all along. I feel so … I don’t know. She was so special to me. I don’t know what to do now. Well, yes I do. Just chill. Hang out with people; enjoy the last few months of living around here.

PROM TONIGHT!!! I’m pretty pumped I must say. Got an awesome date (Schweffy!!!) and a nice tux . . . gotta do my AP Euro exam first. But I don’t have to go in until 11:30. Which is cool.

I went jogging in the pouring rain. Bad idea.

Got Schweffy’s corsage. I think she’s really going to like it. Freakin florist made me pay extra for the silver ribbon … but it’s definitely worth it for Schweffy.

AP test was alright … I think I got a 3 or a 4 on it. I need a 4 to get credit though.

XVII – 5/8/08

1. Rufio – Above Me
2. Rufio – Don’t Hate Me
3. Rufio – Follow Me
4. Rufio – Out of Control
5. Rufio – Like a Prayer
6. The Capricorns – The New Sound
7. Linkin Park – What I’ve Done
8. AFI – Days of the Phoenix
9. Bright Eyes – Haligh, Haligh, a Lie, Haligh
10. Dresden Dolls – Half Jack
11. Natasha Bedingfield – Pocketful of Sunshine
12. A Ha – Take On Me
13. Regina Spektor – Us
14. Kansas – The Pinnacle
15. Israel Kamakawiwo’ole – Somewhere Over the Rainbow

I took the first of my two AP tests today. It was the government one, the one i’m bad at. The one I didn’t study for. I thought it was really easy. I don’t know if the fact that I’m sure I got at least a 4 is a good sign or a bad sign. The last time I thought I aced a test I actually got a D.

In other news, Stephen got a shortwave radio for like fifty bucks. You can get pirate radio crap from all around the world. I’m looking forward to giving it a listen.

Some people ask some really stupid questions. A lot of the time they’re not stupid people, they just don’t always think the question through before they ask it. Consider these questions. All were really asked by lawyers in actual courtrooms:

Q: What happened then?
A: He told me, he says, “I have to kill you because you can identify me.”
Q: Did he kill you?

Was it you or your brother that was killed in the war?

Were you alone or by yourself?

Q: I show you Exhibit 3 and ask you if you recognize that picture?
A: That’s me.
Q: Were you present when that picture was taken?

Do you have any children or anything of that kind?

Was that the same nose you broke as a child?

Q: Mrs. Jones, do you believe you are emotionally stable?
A: I used to be.
Q: How many times have you committed suicide?

So, you were gone until you returned?

Once, a Texas attorney, realizing he was on the verge of unleashing a stupid question, interrupted himself and said, “Your Honor, I’d like to strike the next question.”

Even funnier is when the witness who is being questioned comes back and fries the lawyer.

Q: Have you lived in this town all your life?
A: Not yet.

Q: Do you recall approximately the time that you examined that body of Mr. Huntington at St. Mary’s Hospital?
A: It was in the evening. The autopsy started about 5:30 P.M.
Q: And Mr. Huntington was dead at the time, is that correct?
A: No, you idiot, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was performing an autopsy on him!

Today I spent trying to make money from 9:30 to 4:00. For the first hour and a half I was the cow in a parade.

Fun, fun. In other news this weekend I watched a video some guy made on youtube of himself playing “Carry on my wayward son” by Kansas on Guitar Hero with 100% (that’s not vain at all!). The part looked really hard, and I decided that I had a lot of respect for Kansas’ guitar player.

Come to find out, that single part in GH2  is played by like 6 different guys on the band. I watched a video of them playing the song in concert and now it’s one of my favorite videos. For obvious reasons. This band is so weird.