Law school sucks.
That simple secret I will give to you for free. For anyone out there that is considering law school I shall offer another piece of advice; don't go to law school unless you really want to. I guess it is amazing that I haven't had this moment of inspiration until this moment in my short law school career but better late then never right?
Now don't get me wrong, I wanted to be at law school and I willingly signed up for this ultimate torture that being a 1L is. I'm glad I am doing it and would never trade away this experience, but that doesn't mean I can't evaluate and find it to be sucking.
It is amazing that I thought pre-spring break was going to be the worst this semester could be before finals. I had come to that conclusion thinking that Oral Arguments wouldn't take as much time, or have as much stress, as writing the brief had. Oh how I've been wrong! The coupling of trying to get back into the swing of school after spring break and the sudden onset of the oral arguments have left me, and I'd assume the rest of my class, mentally, physically, and every other -ly tired. In fact, for the first time in a long time, I felt that there was slight danger I might not be able to stay awake in constitutional law. That might have been due to the boring cases as well though.
Either way, the constant stress and perhaps fitful sleep have not been doing me any favors recently. Well such is life and I guess I will just have to deal. Not much has occurred in my life that is worth positing besides two major things.
First, I got the opportunity to once again sample the hospitality that is Natalie and Jacob's residence in Stillwater. Interestingly enough, we got the opportunity to go a casino with Jacob's Nanna and have breakfast. Nanna, apparently, likes to go to the casino for breakfast because of how cheap it is. In fact, there were five of us and we all ate for $10.05, if memories serves. Not only was the food cheap, but it was actually pretty good. I'd assume they take the loss, if there is one, on the food in the hopes that you will stick around and gamble. We thwarted that plan by just eating, no gambling for us. Furthermore this was my first time to be IDed for something. Luckily, I was old enough.
Second, I had my interview with my Bishop yesterday for a temple recommend and a living ordinances recommend. I passed the interview and now I just need to interview with the Stake President. I fairly sure I should be fine with that interview as well. All things are still pointing to me receiving my endowments at the Oklahoma City Temple on May 8th.
As I was walking to retrieve my mail, of which there was none, I reflected upon my mood within the last few days. It's been an interesting week with some ups and a few downs. I've realized that there is a pattern in all things. As such, no one is able to maintain highs indefinitely and luckily everyone can eventually escape those downer moments. Now that is both a good thing and a bad thing. Wouldn't it be nice if we could maintain that euphoria and ward of the bad and disappointing? Furthermore, do we even really need to suffer to know how good things can be? I'll let you fill in the answer for both.
As I was reflecting on this, I thought about how I seem to be able to maintain a pretty level keel through both the good times and the bad. Maybe you'd disagree, but I don't feel like in moments of euphoria I've ever lost control or in moments of despair that I've gone overboard.So I've been thinking about such and wondering why is this so?
I honestly can't tell you why. I'd like to think it is my nature confidence and eternal optimistic thoughts but that would be a shallow self-serving idea to put forth. Perhaps, it is my religious background that professes that all we have to do is our best and the rest will be made up for us? Then again maybe it is the fact that I know my parents unconditionally love me and so I don't worry about losing them? Maybe, my upbringing and my parents focus on the family instilled me with the idea that I will never be alone and I have no need to fear? Perhaps, I was one of the lucky ones, that was just born with an innate abilities to be able to handle emotions? Maybe, I'm wrong about myself and I don't handle my emotions as well as I think I do?
Either way I think we should all consider the life that we live and how we cope. Hopefully doing so will allow us all to be better people and achieve what we want to achieve. Furthermore, my hope is that those that struggle with down days will continue on fighting that battle as there is a brighter future to be had.
One Love
ps. 80 days till I report to the MTC
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