I thrive on challenge. I thrive on adversity. Both of these are probably very good things, what with me being a law student and all. 
I really think that law school is going to be an enjoyable endeavor. It’s a lot of work, and it’s not just busy work. It’s real work, stuff that is difficult to grasp and understand.
And I love it.
(1) Why don’t gunners realize it when they correct law professors that law professors don’t like that very much?
(2) Why was battery such a difficult concept for my torts class to grasp? Seriously.
I can’t believe that school has started. Remember what I said about the anxiety? Well, it’s shifted. It’s a whole new sort of anxiety – waiting to be called on during class. Professor Torts has this “brilliant” system of calling on people who share the same first letter of their last name. Thankfully, my letter has not yet been up. I’m sure that my days in that club are numbered, though.
So far, I do not dislike any of my professors. That’s a plus! Of course, that will likely change as they reveal their habits and idiosyncracies. The same goes for my classmates – we’re all too terrified to say much. But I’m sure that will change too!
And “they” weren’t lying. Whomever “they” are. There really is a lot of reading…and writing…and looking up words in Black’s. And I’m sure I’ve only seen the half of it.
Good luck to everyone starting next week!
It has been awhile since my last post. I finished up my job and have barely had time to sit down and even read email, let alone blog about what is happening in my life. I have less than two weeks until classes start, and I can feel the time starting to close in on me.
I am starting to feel anxious. I know that I posted about this before, but it’s definitely creeping in much more than it had been.
I am anxious to learn who my classmates will be. I will have to spend every day for months learning with these people, and some of them may be great assets to me. On the other hand, others may be complete annoyances from what I’ve read and heard from other law students.
I am anxious to learn what my class schedule is going to be like. I want to know if I will have time to get to the gym or meet friends for dinner. I want to know if I will be able to contain most of my studying to the weekdays and weeknights so that maybe my weekends can be free. I want to know who my professors are going to be and what they are like.
I am anxious to see if I can do this. By ‘this’ I mean law school in general. I did very well in undergrad, and I did well in high school. I have a decent combination of booksmarts and common sense. I have a knack for reading and writing. But I know that all of that stops mattering the first day I set foot on campus. I will have to retrain myself in reading. Legal writing is far different from the flowery prose I have become accustomed to.
That said, I am incredibly excited as well. There is nothing I love more than a challenge, and I have a sneaking suspicion that I am going to love the challenges I face at law school.
I’m finished with my job, so now I have a few weeks to clean my house, organize my life, and prepare for law school to start. What I want to do is take my schedule and figure out where my classrooms are by going to the law school in person. I want to spend the day walking around the building and neighborhood and hanging out in the library.
God help me, it’s like when I was starting 6th grade and made my mother drive me to the school so I could do the very same things.
I’ve heard law school makes you regress a bit, but man…
