Sunday, September 5, 2010

Law School Edition

Well, as you all probably know now, I've moved away from my beloved Chicago. I'm now living in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. I started law school two weeks ago.

Here are my observations so far. Law school is pretty rad. The people aren't total weirdos. Milwaukee is no Rogers Park, but it'll do.

I'm hoping to keep this better updated now that I'm not living my glamorous life of funemployment anymore.

When I went to college 8 years ago, I knew exactly what I wanted to do... I wanted to go to law school. Four years later, I knew that I didn't. I played pretty hard, tried out some new hobbies, and worked. I made new friends, took some time to try to find myself, and eventually came to the conclusion that while my pseudo-grown up life was a lot of fun, it wasn't going to sustain me much longer. And soon, I'd be thirty. And everyone knows that you need to have your life figured out by the time you're thirty, or you're pretty much screwed for the rest of your life (just kidding). That, and someone told me that it wasn't too late for me to realize my childhood dreams.

So, then I took the LSAT. And then I applied to schools. And I got in. And then I decided that the beautiful city of Milwaukee would be home for the next three years. It's closer to home, still close to Chicago, and relatively metropolitan. And they make beer here.

There is the short version of my arduous journey to law school. Things were (to borrow a phrase from my mom) "meant to be." This is it... the right place, the right time.

I believe that my next three years will be spent in a caffeine inducted blur of adrenaline. I'm excited and a little nervous. It's going to be a lot of work. Good thing that I'm here for the win.

My classes are great. I'm really fascinated by the material we're learning about. The law is like a puzzle that needs to be put together. I have a locker. I have friends. They serve booze in our cafeteria (of which I have yet to partake).

The best thing is I know that I'm really genuinely happy. Ask me how I'm feeling at the beginning of December. I'm pretty sure I'll have a very different answer. And in that case, don't ask me. I'll be too busy having a meltdown over exams.

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