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There are times when I feel like something is eating me up inside but I don't know what. Like I want something to the point of needing it and yet not knowing what it is. And you try to feed it food, or fun, or entertainment, or knowledge, or success, but it is insatiable. Then again perhaps not insatiable. Rather, nothing I do is every enough for it. It's so frustrating to not know what to do with it and you're stuck with it. I don't think it's depression though. Maybe I'm just lonely.
It's not like I don't have law school friends - it's just that I'm not always with them and neither do I have time. Though I suppose it's more accurate to say that they're the ones who don't have time since I'm still not the most diligent student. I need to get a life...
It's not like I don't have law school friends - it's just that I'm not always with them and neither do I have time. Though I suppose it's more accurate to say that they're the ones who don't have time since I'm still not the most diligent student. I need to get a life...