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Update.
I opened a blog at http://acd-at-iub.blogspot.com
This is old news but, I start at IU Law in the fall, hurray. I couldn't afford to apply to more than a handful of schools, so I wasn't about to waste my application fees on schools that would be (a) very difficult to get into and (b) whose students I would likely not get along with. I don't know, I thought about applying to a couple top-tens, but after much consultation, it wasn't worth it. I just can't get into the whole DC law school scene or the big-time cutthroat scene, and an esteemed professor told me if you don't want to practice at one of the 10 biggest firms in the US and you don't want to immediately be on the inside in the Beltway, I shouldn't waste my money. I did some investigating of the DC thing and I just can't be around lobbying. I really can't. I thought I would be a lot more aligned with public interest programs but I get too depressed and anxious thinking about it. It's hard to explain. And I don't think I would fit in well with wealthy East Coast people. The Midwestern lower-middle class stratum is too far removed from what I saw. Another thing I was extremely concerned about was competitiveness. I want to make friends and grow as a person, not fret while trying to figure out how to do better than everyone else. I don't have the energy and it would probably crush me emotionally to be in that environment.
I need to feel a lot more important and a lot better about myself than the most competitive schools would let me. That's pretty pathetic, but there it is. It's the honest bottom line. Well, the absolute and ultimate bottom line is money. I hate being reminded of opportunities I didn't have (=jealous bitch syndrome) and I actually have to worry about being able to pay off all my loans and pay my own bills. I can't afford $40,000 a year tuition and neither can my parents. I couldn't even get in to a majority of schools that charge outrageous tuition, but even some of the ones I could have are too much for me. I'm not really sure why I'm justifying my decision in long form like this when I should really only have to please myself. (Right, like I've ever worried solely about pleasing myself.) I don't want anyone to sell me short or think I'm not good enough. I don't want to think I'm not good enough. The whole choosing law school thing brought the ugly socioeconomic thing back into my face, and I'm not even in a disadvantaged population. I don't want to be around people who think they're better than I am because of the lucky hand they were dealt. I have a hard enough time as it is, there is no way I could ever survive in the bloodsucking status-seeking echelons of society that the law school search shoved in my face. Not because I wholly disdain that but because it would bring out the worst in me and prey on my need to be liked. One of these days I'll stop being bitter and angry at the world. Probably when I'm rich enough to vote Republican.
My roommate moved out on Monday and is in London as we speak. She is going on the Beatles overseas study trip. But get this - Glenn Gass, the primary reason for even going on that trip, is unable to go. He found out at the last minute that his wife has breast cancer. Overseas Study apparently found a Beatles author at the last minute who could teach the class, so they didn't let people cancel and get refunds. It is very sad.
Also Jessica got me obsessed with The Office. I realize I'm a latecomer, but I caught up with every episode on DVD and am trying to catch up on this season. I get very emotionally involved with the characters and yell at them frequently. Nick and I have discussion about why this person acted a certain way and we psychoanalyze them. Is fab.
I move in with Nick around June 7 and we are moving into Woodbridge around August 6. Very exciting times ahead. We are trying to get our cats to be friends so that August doesn't turn into something horrible. So far the socialization and playdate process is going well.
Off to bed with the sniffles. Times like this I end up with balled up Kleenex in my bed and under the pillows and it looks super gross and plague-like the next morning. Awesome. *achoo*
I opened a blog at http://acd-at-iub.blogspot.com
This is old news but, I start at IU Law in the fall, hurray. I couldn't afford to apply to more than a handful of schools, so I wasn't about to waste my application fees on schools that would be (a) very difficult to get into and (b) whose students I would likely not get along with. I don't know, I thought about applying to a couple top-tens, but after much consultation, it wasn't worth it. I just can't get into the whole DC law school scene or the big-time cutthroat scene, and an esteemed professor told me if you don't want to practice at one of the 10 biggest firms in the US and you don't want to immediately be on the inside in the Beltway, I shouldn't waste my money. I did some investigating of the DC thing and I just can't be around lobbying. I really can't. I thought I would be a lot more aligned with public interest programs but I get too depressed and anxious thinking about it. It's hard to explain. And I don't think I would fit in well with wealthy East Coast people. The Midwestern lower-middle class stratum is too far removed from what I saw. Another thing I was extremely concerned about was competitiveness. I want to make friends and grow as a person, not fret while trying to figure out how to do better than everyone else. I don't have the energy and it would probably crush me emotionally to be in that environment.
I need to feel a lot more important and a lot better about myself than the most competitive schools would let me. That's pretty pathetic, but there it is. It's the honest bottom line. Well, the absolute and ultimate bottom line is money. I hate being reminded of opportunities I didn't have (=jealous bitch syndrome) and I actually have to worry about being able to pay off all my loans and pay my own bills. I can't afford $40,000 a year tuition and neither can my parents. I couldn't even get in to a majority of schools that charge outrageous tuition, but even some of the ones I could have are too much for me. I'm not really sure why I'm justifying my decision in long form like this when I should really only have to please myself. (Right, like I've ever worried solely about pleasing myself.) I don't want anyone to sell me short or think I'm not good enough. I don't want to think I'm not good enough. The whole choosing law school thing brought the ugly socioeconomic thing back into my face, and I'm not even in a disadvantaged population. I don't want to be around people who think they're better than I am because of the lucky hand they were dealt. I have a hard enough time as it is, there is no way I could ever survive in the bloodsucking status-seeking echelons of society that the law school search shoved in my face. Not because I wholly disdain that but because it would bring out the worst in me and prey on my need to be liked. One of these days I'll stop being bitter and angry at the world. Probably when I'm rich enough to vote Republican.
My roommate moved out on Monday and is in London as we speak. She is going on the Beatles overseas study trip. But get this - Glenn Gass, the primary reason for even going on that trip, is unable to go. He found out at the last minute that his wife has breast cancer. Overseas Study apparently found a Beatles author at the last minute who could teach the class, so they didn't let people cancel and get refunds. It is very sad.
Also Jessica got me obsessed with The Office. I realize I'm a latecomer, but I caught up with every episode on DVD and am trying to catch up on this season. I get very emotionally involved with the characters and yell at them frequently. Nick and I have discussion about why this person acted a certain way and we psychoanalyze them. Is fab.
I move in with Nick around June 7 and we are moving into Woodbridge around August 6. Very exciting times ahead. We are trying to get our cats to be friends so that August doesn't turn into something horrible. So far the socialization and playdate process is going well.
Off to bed with the sniffles. Times like this I end up with balled up Kleenex in my bed and under the pillows and it looks super gross and plague-like the next morning. Awesome. *achoo*