NO MOTIVATION
I have no motivation. I am drained. However, I am mentally and emotionally sound, unlike last semester.
I just don't care anymore.
Two, three weeks of studying 6-8+ hours a day. Library. UGLi basement. AOL radio's "All Dave Matthews Band," "Sailing Away," indie channels and Christian stations for when I'm on the verge of insanity. And I'm just exhausted. I'm tired of eating fake food every day. I'm tired of the taste of coffee. I'm tired of Emmanuel's law outlines.
This is such a blessing to be in law school, yes. I wouldn't trade it if I could. I'm just spent. I'll let the fumes carry me right through crim law on Friday.
The next two weeks are just insanity. I leave for Cambodia two weeks from tomorrow.
Thursday I move out. I'll be back in Shelby Thursday night assuming all goes well.
Friday to the fullest extent possible I am doing absolutely nothing. I am sleeping. I am laying around watching television. I am proverbially recharging the proverbial batteries.
If the Wings win tomorrow I'm buying tickets to Game 5 on Saturday. If I'm not at the hockey game I'll be chilling, probably at home, hopefully by the pool (prayer for nice weather). My parents are having a Cinco de Mayo party on Saturday so I'll likely just hang around for that, maybe get buzzed off my mom's frozen margharita mix and play with Jack.
I've just about completely decided that I'm not applying for Law Review. This just means I have to write a 5-page application for the International Law Journal between Thursday and May 14. Not too bad.
Gotta get a bunch of shots next week. Eek.
Gonna try to read a good portion of William Shawcross's "Sideshow: Nixon, Kissinger, and the Destruction of Cambodia" before I head out.
I can't believe I'm one test away from being done with my first year of law school. Really, with how heavy the emphasis is on the first year, that's like being halfway done. I am a very blessed person indeed.
LCD Soundsystem show next Tuesday I believe.
Hey it's my birthday on the 14th -- let's do something. It's probably the last time I'll see you dudes until August.
I can't believe my sister's getting married. Weird. That's gonna be a party. I get in on the 18th of July, sleep for like a few days straight, wake up on the 21st. I'm gonna have to go easy on the champagne at the wedding so I don't turn my sister's wedding into a vomfest.
I've gotta start thinking about where I'm interviewing. The more I think about it, the more likely it is that I'll be in Chicago. The way I see it:
- My sister is there
- If both my sister and I are there, my parents will probably move there after they retire (they're retiring at 55, 6 years from now)
- Also, my brother might move if we're all there too, which would be nice
- I'm probably going to marry Ashley, you know, and if we ever have kids (doubtful) it would probably be a mess if we were 10 hrs away from her mother
This is the sort of crap I have to start thinking about now. I'd much rather be 16 again.
Speaking of which, I've been e-mailing Vicki Granger back and forth.
Alright, I don't think I've touched my books in about 2 hours. Later.
I just don't care anymore.
Two, three weeks of studying 6-8+ hours a day. Library. UGLi basement. AOL radio's "All Dave Matthews Band," "Sailing Away," indie channels and Christian stations for when I'm on the verge of insanity. And I'm just exhausted. I'm tired of eating fake food every day. I'm tired of the taste of coffee. I'm tired of Emmanuel's law outlines.
This is such a blessing to be in law school, yes. I wouldn't trade it if I could. I'm just spent. I'll let the fumes carry me right through crim law on Friday.
The next two weeks are just insanity. I leave for Cambodia two weeks from tomorrow.
Thursday I move out. I'll be back in Shelby Thursday night assuming all goes well.
Friday to the fullest extent possible I am doing absolutely nothing. I am sleeping. I am laying around watching television. I am proverbially recharging the proverbial batteries.
If the Wings win tomorrow I'm buying tickets to Game 5 on Saturday. If I'm not at the hockey game I'll be chilling, probably at home, hopefully by the pool (prayer for nice weather). My parents are having a Cinco de Mayo party on Saturday so I'll likely just hang around for that, maybe get buzzed off my mom's frozen margharita mix and play with Jack.
I've just about completely decided that I'm not applying for Law Review. This just means I have to write a 5-page application for the International Law Journal between Thursday and May 14. Not too bad.
Gotta get a bunch of shots next week. Eek.
Gonna try to read a good portion of William Shawcross's "Sideshow: Nixon, Kissinger, and the Destruction of Cambodia" before I head out.
I can't believe I'm one test away from being done with my first year of law school. Really, with how heavy the emphasis is on the first year, that's like being halfway done. I am a very blessed person indeed.
LCD Soundsystem show next Tuesday I believe.
Hey it's my birthday on the 14th -- let's do something. It's probably the last time I'll see you dudes until August.
I can't believe my sister's getting married. Weird. That's gonna be a party. I get in on the 18th of July, sleep for like a few days straight, wake up on the 21st. I'm gonna have to go easy on the champagne at the wedding so I don't turn my sister's wedding into a vomfest.
I've gotta start thinking about where I'm interviewing. The more I think about it, the more likely it is that I'll be in Chicago. The way I see it:
- My sister is there
- If both my sister and I are there, my parents will probably move there after they retire (they're retiring at 55, 6 years from now)
- Also, my brother might move if we're all there too, which would be nice
- I'm probably going to marry Ashley, you know, and if we ever have kids (doubtful) it would probably be a mess if we were 10 hrs away from her mother
This is the sort of crap I have to start thinking about now. I'd much rather be 16 again.
Speaking of which, I've been e-mailing Vicki Granger back and forth.
Alright, I don't think I've touched my books in about 2 hours. Later.