My varying mental state
I have figured out the continuum of my mental state during a week of law school. It is a repeating pattern, and it goes like this:
Sunday: No problem... I am on top of things. I read and studied all weekend. I put in some serious library time.
Monday: Man. I thought I was on top of things. I thought I was ahead of things. I wish I'd gotten more done this weekend.
Tuesday: My god. This is miserable. I've had four classes today over the span of eight hours. I now have somewhere between three and six hours of reading ahead of me for tomorrow. Someone shoot me. Or, better yet, transport me back in time to when my literacy only went as far as "See Spot run."
Wednesday: Phew! The week is almost over. I got through Tuesday, and that's always the hard part. Smooth sailing... I'm off to the library.
Thursday: The weekend is here! Because Friday doesn't count! I usually only have one class on Friday! (Note: In a strange turn of events that is not wholly unexpected, I now look forward to weekends as a time to get work done without the interruption of going to class instead of as a time to relax and do whatever I want. I miss the days when I was a normal person and not a law student.)
Friday: Hooray! I don't have to read for classes for tomorrow, since there are none! Now I can work on my outline/legal memo/research assignment!
Saturday: No problem. I'm going to read and study all weekend, and then I'll really be ahead...
Sunday: No problem... I am on top of things. I read and studied all weekend. I put in some serious library time.
Monday: Man. I thought I was on top of things. I thought I was ahead of things. I wish I'd gotten more done this weekend.
Tuesday: My god. This is miserable. I've had four classes today over the span of eight hours. I now have somewhere between three and six hours of reading ahead of me for tomorrow. Someone shoot me. Or, better yet, transport me back in time to when my literacy only went as far as "See Spot run."
Wednesday: Phew! The week is almost over. I got through Tuesday, and that's always the hard part. Smooth sailing... I'm off to the library.
Thursday: The weekend is here! Because Friday doesn't count! I usually only have one class on Friday! (Note: In a strange turn of events that is not wholly unexpected, I now look forward to weekends as a time to get work done without the interruption of going to class instead of as a time to relax and do whatever I want. I miss the days when I was a normal person and not a law student.)
Friday: Hooray! I don't have to read for classes for tomorrow, since there are none! Now I can work on my outline/legal memo/research assignment!
Saturday: No problem. I'm going to read and study all weekend, and then I'll really be ahead...