Last week was a bit of a whirl wind, crazy week. My section had the pleasure of getting a new property instructor halfway through the semester, but for only a few weeks, then we get our rightful instructor back. Apparently, biking accidents in Wisconsin that leave you hospitalized make it hard for property instructors to be in class and teach. So now, we have the fun task of adjusting to a new teaching style and new expectations, and then reverting back to the old teaching style and expectations in a few weeks. All of this as we start learning what fee simples are and the complexities of estates. Probably the most confusing subject I've ever had to read about. Ever. So please Professor Long, hurry back to us!
This was also the week I had more readings and research assignments than ever before. This was also the week that I had to figure out how to get my car fixed and get Ryan's stuff packed up and ready to be moved out. To say the least, it's been crazy and there hasn't been much sleep.
But...I made it through unscathed to the weekend...which let's be honest, is big deal for law students. Set the little goals of making it too the weekend and then relax for a day...and then do it all over again.
The weekend was fantastic, with a little moment of stress thrown in. Friday night shenanigans with my fellow law students are the highlight of the week and bar golf did not disappoint!
Saturday, however, was the big day. Ryan came with a u-haul and took all of his stuff from the apartment and we signed the divorce papers. Then my parent's showed up with a bed, my vanity, and the hutch my grandpa made for me, they helped me put together my apartment, and FILLED my house with food and other essentials. I'm so lucky to have parents willing to do anything to make sure I'm okay. And now, I can finally put this craziness behind me and look to the future and be my own person. I'm excited that I'm finally doing life for me...and it makes me happy.
And now that I have fully exhausted this procrastination tool, memo writing awaits. :)
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Rants of Law Student
I now understand why they call your years in law school 1L, 2L, and 3L. They can make it sound like hell without actually saying the word. And 1L of a year it has been so far. Yet, I am completely in love with law school. I love the challenges it posses, the amazing new people I've met, the University of Idaho, and I love Moscow.
But, as much as I love it...I'm frustrated with it. Law school is a place where, according to my torts instructor, "you don't get to ask questions" and according to my property instructor, "you will get more wrong on quizzes that you get right." Law school is hours reading and briefing, hours sitting in a little box in the library trying to concentrate through the noisy people holding conversations around you, hours of sitting through classes wondering why you didn't think of the questions the smart people in class ask, hours (seemingly, but probably not) checking the MASSIVE amounts of emails every organization in the law school sends you every day.
More than that, it's hours of sitting in class with people just as driven as you, hours spent tailgating, hours spent bar hopping, hours spent barbecuing, hours spent jumping off 30 foot cliffs, hours spent learning how to be a lawyer, hours spent putting in the time to fulfill your dream, hours spent with amazing people, hours.
Several upperclassmen have made mention to the fact that this year's 1L class is exceptionally crazy, loud, and obnoxious. We all work hard, but we play hard too. Going through law school is 1L of a hard time and it's nice to be surrounded by people who understand that sometimes, the books can wait and sometimes, you just have to blow off steam. But just as important, it's nice to be surrounded by people who work as hard as you do and take classes just as seriously. It's a nice change of pace from undergrad to be sure. I'm so excited to be here and finally have the ends to my lifelong dream in sight.
So here's to 1L of a year, and 2 more yet to come.
But, as much as I love it...I'm frustrated with it. Law school is a place where, according to my torts instructor, "you don't get to ask questions" and according to my property instructor, "you will get more wrong on quizzes that you get right." Law school is hours reading and briefing, hours sitting in a little box in the library trying to concentrate through the noisy people holding conversations around you, hours of sitting through classes wondering why you didn't think of the questions the smart people in class ask, hours (seemingly, but probably not) checking the MASSIVE amounts of emails every organization in the law school sends you every day.
More than that, it's hours of sitting in class with people just as driven as you, hours spent tailgating, hours spent bar hopping, hours spent barbecuing, hours spent jumping off 30 foot cliffs, hours spent learning how to be a lawyer, hours spent putting in the time to fulfill your dream, hours spent with amazing people, hours.
Several upperclassmen have made mention to the fact that this year's 1L class is exceptionally crazy, loud, and obnoxious. We all work hard, but we play hard too. Going through law school is 1L of a hard time and it's nice to be surrounded by people who understand that sometimes, the books can wait and sometimes, you just have to blow off steam. But just as important, it's nice to be surrounded by people who work as hard as you do and take classes just as seriously. It's a nice change of pace from undergrad to be sure. I'm so excited to be here and finally have the ends to my lifelong dream in sight.
So here's to 1L of a year, and 2 more yet to come.
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